Summoned In A Noble's Body

The Bustling City Of Blue Isle

Earl Shaw, Duke Carlstine, and Ron closed the curtains of their carriages. The soldiers at the entry post sighed in relief but soon fell into a dilemma. They could not decide who they should allow entry to first.

Suddenly a horse approached galloping from inside the city and arrived at the gates. A man got off the horse, he had white hair and looked to be elderly. His face was full of wrinkles and his hands had loose skin. He wore the butler's coat which was black on a shirt and despite riding on horseback, the outfit was not crumpled at all.

Although the man was elderly, he stood straight as he the aging of time did not affect him. His old face still had the vibrant energy of youth and his eyes blazed with vitality. His demeanor was that of a retired veteran.

The guards on the entry post bowed deeply in respect when they saw the man. The respect they had shown was not half-hearted or the respect one shows for an elder. It seemed they truly revered the man judging from their sincer