Before the drought hit, Ghislain had sent a brief letter to Marquis Branford.

[Given the hot weather, a drought seems imminent. I suggest you start stockpiling food now. If you neglect this advice and regret it later, don’t come complaining to me.]

It was simple and straightforward, lacking any formal greetings or excess wording—it was more like a note than a letter.

Naturally, Marquis Branford’s reaction was as blunt as the message itself.

“…Is this boy losing his mind?”

Out of nowhere, he’s urging him to stockpile food, citing nothing more than the weather being hot.

Who would take such …