I Became a Sick Nobleman

‘…?’

Aside from the warmth of Adea’s hand, Ruel felt nothing.

‘Is Adea really not one of them?’

He didn’t feel the familiar sensation of being caught in a spider’s web that he had sensed when passing by kings, princesses, and princes.

Ruel composed himself, released Adea’s hand, and thanked him.

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

“Is this handshake a way to discern the Great Man?”

“Not at all. It was simply my way of greeting you. If it was rude, please forgive me.”

“Is that so? What a pity.”