"You're here."
Sensing Anvis's arrival, the Duke, who had been standing with his hands behind his back in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the study, turned around and nodded faintly to him.
At the same time, two Blue Robed Mages, one on each side, stood behind and to the sides of the Duke, as if they were waiting to depart.
"Father."
Facing Duke Carrot's majestic gaze, Anvis bowed respectfully, his eyes sweeping over the two Blue Robed Mages with a hint of curiosity in his gaze.
At this moment, he had already taken off his academy cloak and put on a delicately made, light aqua-colored, form-fitting formal attire. A pure white, wavy neckerchief adorned with gemstones and bearing the faintly gleaming crest of the Olivendi Family was around his neck.
"Put this on; we are ready to leave."
