Under the blazing sun overhead, the carriage traveled along Harvest City's main road. The broad avenue paved with stone was perfectly flat, but after being scorched by the sunlight, it had become a red-hot iron plate. Knight Marshall and Abel sat inside the carriage in luxurious formal attire, and before long, their foreheads were covered in fine beads of sweat.
At that moment, Abel deeply missed the car he had owned in his previous life. It had not been anything special, but it had heating in cold weather and air conditioning in hot weather.
As Abel complained inwardly, the carriage gradually approached Lord's Mansion. When it slowly came to a stop, the coachman called out loudly, "My lord knight, Master Abel, we have arrived at Lord of Harvest City's Mansion."
Hearing the coachman, Knight Marshall straightened his formal attire, then took a towel from the cabinet inside the carriage and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He handed another towel to Abel and said, "Today is an important day. Wipe the sweat from your head. Don't be discourteous!"
When Knight Marshall and Abel stepped down from the carriage, the immense walls of Lord's Mansion came into Abel's view. The last time he had come here, it had been at night. In daylight, Lord's Mansion appeared even more grand and imposing.
Seeing Knight Marshall and Abel get out of the carriage, the steward of Lord's Mansion, who had been waiting for a long time in his steward's formal attire, hurried over and bowed to them. "Greetings, honorable Knight Marshall and honorable Master Abel. By order of the lord, I have come to welcome you both!"
Since Abel was Knight Marshall's adopted son, Knight Marshall was the one who spoke on such formal occasions. The knight bowed slightly to the steward and