Viscount Saka was a respectable person.
He appeared to be no more than fifty, of medium build, slightly plump, wearing an expensive-looking but slightly worn black fur coat, with a hat on his head that had several irreparable dents.
The viscount's small eyes always shone brightly when he looked at people, but now, his expression was slightly awkward.
A few familiar faces in this small tavern didn't know he held a noble title.
He needed to find another place to unwind again.
The luxurious yet modest hovercar glided slowly among the low buildings.
Viscount Saka glanced at the empty driver's seat, repeatedly confirming that it was an unmanned vehicle, his expression relaxed a bit.
But when he looked at the cute girl tapping on the holographic screen in the passenger seat, he couldn't help but frown.
How could someone dare to bring a personal secretary when handling such shady matters?
