Count Sander

Kiernan grabbed a heavy-looking money bag that swelled against the safe's walls. The gold coins were almost bursting out.

He swung it over his shoulder and said. "We got what we came here for; we should leave."

"Yeah~" Julian chopped his hand across Wolter's neck, knocking him unconscious.

They then sprinted out of the study and made their way down the spiraling staircase. When they arrived at the long, dark corridors, they headed towards the courtyard.

There they could just jump off the wall and run back to the town.

However, when they arrived at the courtyard, there was already someone there, crouching next to the unconscious-looking young men.

The man was wearing a heavy-looking crimson robe that had shoulder pads studded with gleaming silver spikes. It looked like the robe was weighing a ton.

However, when this man wore it, it seemed light as a feather.