Chapter 11 - 10 - What is Black Magic Authority?
The mansion where Lev resided was located in the eastern part of Frostgard City. While the city center was the hub of economic activity, the eastern part was predominantly occupied by the mansions of nobles.
The carriage Lev was in slowly approached a massive iron gate with the family crest carved into it, the image of a white wolf—that was the crest of the Razanov family.
With the heavy sound of shifting metal, the gate opened, revealing a pathway that cut through a vast garden filled with tall trees and a fountain at its center. After the horse-drawn carriage had ridden far enough, it finally stopped where it was supposed to stop.
Lev stepped out of the carriage.
Before him stood a grand mansion with elegant white stone walls. Stained glass windows reflected the light of magical lamps from within, while arched balconies added a touch of grace.
The large wooden door was already open, and someone stood at the entrance, seemingly waiting for his arrival. Of course, that person was not one of his family members.
It was an elderly woman. Her hair was brown, though much of it had turned white, likely due to her advanced age. Even the way she stood was no longer upright; she hunched over, leaning on a cane to keep from falling.
"Nanny Greda?"
When Lev called her name, the old woman immediately turned and tried to approach him.
"Ah~ Young Master!"
Lev, unable to bear seeing his nanny struggle to walk, chose to approach her instead.