Just then, Velin finally could not hold back any longer. He spoke up, trying to ease the suffocating awkwardness. "Adams, Cronin, would you like to take a walk outside?"
Faced with Velin's suggestion, Adams first lowered his head slightly and replied obediently, "I will follow your instructions."
Cronin quickly echoed him, his words full of respect. "I have no objections. Everything will be done according to your instructions."
Velin seemed to notice their restraint and hurriedly waved with a smile. "There's no need to be so formal. Your father and my father are close friends, so we can address each other as peers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Adams and Cronin exchanged glances. Both secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their taut nerves gradually relaxing as their nervousness eased somewhat.
As time passed, the entire afternoon slipped away. During that time, Velin gradually became more familiar with the two of them.
Through their conversation, he learned that they came from the Count's Territory of Slivai in Bavida Province of the Diplano Kingdom. As for their father, Blythe, he was not a count as Velin had imagined, but the younger brother of the current head of the Slyvai family.
That evening, in a small courtyard of the Manor, Velin warmly entertained the two of them.
"Velin, does your family really follow rules like that?" Cronin put down the bamboo skewer in his hand and gathered her courage to voice her doubts.
"Just as you think," Velin replied with a smile. "Although such rules may seem cruel to you, I believe they can prevent internal family strife to the greatest extent possible."
The three chatted leisurely until nine in the evening.
After seeing the two of them off, Velin did not go to rest. Instead, he went straight to find Angus.