Chapter 115 · PDMT

Chapter 115

At the top of the Magic Tower, the atmosphere in the Tower Master’s office was colder and heavier than usual.

The Grand Duke’s rose-colored hair was neatly arranged without a single strand out of place as he sat behind the desk. His golden eyes, resembling the sun, curved softly.

A laugh like a sigh escaped between his lips, which wore a neat smile.

“I really don’t like this office. I should make a few changes to suit my taste.”

Whenever the Grand Duke’s fingertips brushed through the air, the office’s interior and furnishings changed in an instant.

After doing so for quite some time, he finally seemed satisfied with the result and looked around the office, which had been transformed in many places.

If one only looked at his appearance, the Grand Duke was exactly the elegant and cheerful person the people of the Empire praised him as.…