Whispers of War ( 280 )

Near the Pekko Pen – Armand Estate

The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the Armand estate, the soft rustling of leaves filling the air. Near the Pekko pen, under the shade of a massive tree, Javier sat lazily, leaning against the thick trunk.

Not far from him, Liana watching him with a patient expression, already sensing trouble brewing.

"Lianaaaaaa…." Javier's voice stretched dramatically, filled with exaggerated exhaustion.

Liana sighed, bracing herself. "What now, Young Master?"

Her eyes scanned Javier's slouched posture, his arms crossed behind his head as he stared up at the sky. Behind him, the workshop. Inside, there was nothing except a simple table, a few cushions, chairs, and a refreshment stand. His blueprints and his latest creations were all stored inside his magic storage. Hidden away where no one could touch them except him.