"Lady Francesca, how may I help you?" A maid bowed slightly.
Francesca. "Where is my father?"
"Lord Rurcam should be here after he finished with the other guests."
"How can my father meet other guests in this situation? Please tell him to hurry."
"No need for that, daughter." A tall man with a warrior-like bearing walked toward them with confidence. The man had chestnut, shaggy hair, and a scar left by a sword just under his right eye.
The man's tight, luxurious clothes defined his muscle, and Aldred could tell that he was a powerful Diamond Rank warrior.
"Welcome to my home, Lord Aldred. Or should I say Lord of The Death?" The man laughed. "I heard so many things about you."
"I assumed everything you heard is positive?"
The man laughed again. "Yes! Everything is positive. Destroying the Wildlings Gang's underground base. Killing criminals everywhere. You're the type of person I need."
Aldred nodded a bunch of times proudly while his women rolled their eyes.