After changing clothes, Claire brought Jean out of the door onto the carriage, going to the Magician’s Guild.
After going out of the Duke’s castle, the carriage passed through a few streets. Claire, who was originally recuperating with her eyes closed as she leaned on the wall of the carriage, suddenly opened her eyes and faced Jean’s chilly expression.
“It looks like they are very impetuous. Miss is finally going out the gates. They have been waiting for this and are itching to take action.” Jean sneered, his gaze completely ice-cold.