Claude barely thanked Ghislain for saving him and instead asked for a drink.

Unable to bear the disrespect, Gillian stepped forward, his voice stern.

"Mind your manners. This man is Baron Ghislain of the Kingdom of Lutania."

But Claude twisted his lips into a sneer.

"So what? I’ve lived like this all my life. If you don’t like it, kill me."

Gillian frowned but said nothing more. The defiant attitude felt oddly familiar.

Before meeting Ghislain, he had that same look in his eyes.

Ghislain, observing the exchange, nodded as if he had expected this reaction.

In his past life, …