Antonio opened his eyes.

He looked back at Cale Henituse.

�Please guard the southwest region�s gate.�

�What?�

An unexpected story was coming out of Cale�s mouth. He could not avoid Cale�s gaze.

�Please make it so that a merchant guild from the Empire would not dare to come over to our Roan Kingdom in order to do such terrible deeds again.�

That was all Cale wanted from the Gyerre household.

�Don�t let even one of those damn rats in.�

Cale wanted Antonio to make it so that the Empire could not strike the Roan Kingdom while the war was going on to the north.

�As the gatekeeper, please have the Gyerre household keep the southwest gate safe.�

Antonio could feel his hands starting to go numb as he was looking into Cale�s firm gaze.

�That is what I want from you.�

Cale�s request was for the Gyerre household to do their job properly.

Antonio could not help but gulp.

All Cale was asking him to do was to properly do his job as a noble.

However, Antonio felt as if those words were very heavy.

He had never seen a noble sincerely wish for something so obvious like this before.

Alcohol. Trash. Greed.

Many words floated through his mind at once. He realized that he had the wrong impression of Cale.

This person was different. He did not want power nor have any greed.

He was not a fake pretending to be a noble.

��Young master Cale-�

�And.�

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