The Warlord changed his account every day to tip…
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The study was quiet, the weather in September not as hot as in August; all windows had already been replaced with glass, making the room particularly bright.
The Earl seemed to hear Liszt talking about something, but his mind was no longer on that channel.
Many fragments of time emerged in his mind.
There were memories of his youth, when he first saw the Sapphire Dragon with his father's guidance, and of the shock that came with it; there were also moments of joy when Melissa gave birth to their second son, strengthening the line of the family he had been working all his life to glorify, to see the Tulip blossom on Sapphire.
Indeed, thanks to his efforts, the Tulip Family's reputation gradually spread over Sapphire, and nobles great and small came to know of such a family, of such a Sea Wave Sword Saint.
However, he didn't know since when,
perhaps it started when Liszt came of age and decided to branch off.