T 18

Peter remained silent for a very long time.

"Why? Is it a dying disease?”

The man sitting in front of Peter's long silence asked in a calm tone. It was a way of talking about others.

“…….”

Peter looked at his smiling friend across the desk with a stupid face, looked down at the chart he was holding, and looked at him again.

Louis Alexa.

I'm not saying this because I'm a friend, but Lewis was a really nice guy. A handsome face, tall height, and appearance that anyone would think warm were the smallest part of what he had.

He is the eldest son of the famous Count Alexa, who became the head of the Second Security Command in the capital at the young age of 26.

Of course, it wasn't like he was the greatest genius or anyone smarter than him. If you look, there were a few people who became the leader at a younger age. There were many more handsome people than him, and none of them were more handsome than those who were rare but couldn't find them.

However, even if one corner was not exceptional, a man with A-class family, personality, ability, appearance, etc. was rare. Everyone, young and old, loved him, so whenever there was something important in the political and business circles, he was called here and there. He was always busy being called around by the elderly along with the work of the head of the security team, but he also said that he was running on the solid road of his life.