At this moment, Count Theodore, clad in military attire, sat on the lord's seat in the great hall of the Lord's Mansion. His hands gripped a Magic staff inlaid with numerous enchanting gemstones; the other end of the staff was outfitted with a counterweight that also served as a weaponized spearhead.
Outside, the rebels were assaulting his castle.
With no reinforcements, the Lord's Mansion's guards could only resist with the limited troops they had. Even the aging Earl was constantly ready to join the battle.
Butler Atreli, too, had donned a suit of chain mail, with a long sword sheathed at his waist.
"My lord, I never imagined we'd don armor for battle once again. It truly makes me reminisce about the days when we followed you into war!" Standing beside the aged Earl, the butler couldn't help but feel nostalgic as he looked at the empty hall.
