Viscount Constantine was indeed very young, just like the face he had formed from birds. When he saw Charlotte, he smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Mecklen, it is a pleasure to meet you."
"However, I am not the one who has something to say. Another gentleman wishes to meet you."
Charlotte was slightly surprised. Anyone who could have Viscount Constantine come forward to keep a guest from leaving had to hold an extremely high position. Only then did he notice that there were another seven or eight people in the reception room. Besides the five Saint Rank experts, there was a man with a high nose, deep-set features, and dark blue eyes. Every gesture he made carried great authority. One glance was enough to tell that he had long occupied a high position.
As for the others, their status was clearly lacking—for example, Chloe!
Charlotte was certain that the five Black Phoenix Saint Rank experts were not the reason Viscount Constantine had stepped forward. They had no need to do so. He addressed the high-nosed, deep-eyed man with dark blue eyes, saying, "May I ask what business this gentleman has with me?"
The man smiled slightly, rose to his feet, and gave a bow.
Charlotte was slightly startled, because it was a Lionheart Dynasty salute, different from the customs of both Fars and Black Phoenix.
Sure enough, the man introduced himself. "I am Conroe of the Lionheart Dynasty! I was originally ordered to serve as an envoy to Black Phoenix, but I did not expect to encounter you here. However, my identity must remain confidential for now, so I could only ask Viscount Constantine to arrange this meeting."
"Please allow me to convey, on behalf of the current Lionheart King, his most sincere greetings to you."
Charlotte felt that people