Edward walked through the long corridor that led to the Marquis office. The guards stationed along the hallway straightened the moment they saw him. The servants lowered their heads. The atmosphere inside the manor had changed over the past month. There was still tension in the air, but there was also order. The rebuilding had not only been physical. It had been psychological. Everyone understood now that the young master who once could not form a single circle of mana was no longer the same person.
He reached the heavy wooden doors of the office and pushed them open without hesitation.
