The mansion of the Doyle family was built in a style similar to the old one. Raeleigh may be a designer, but it was the first time that she had seen such a scene. There was a large courtyard with trees lined on both sides, with two walkways wrapped around the uniquely designed front hall. One could tell from one walkway alone that it was of a particularly exquisite scale and with the high walls enclosed around the area, it couldn't hide the fact how extraordinary it looked.
Raeleigh took in the dark blue bricks laid out into the ground as she walked. Every piece of it was truly placed with care.
Raeleigh could just imagine, being inside the huge mansion as she looked out onto the magnificent grounds, how majestic it could be.
Crevor walked leisurely beside her when she asked him, "Is there anyone else here in your mansion? I don't see any signs of people around."
"There are more than a hundred servants in the house, who are responsible for their own tasks. As it is my private residence, I wanted to build it away from the center of Capital City and settled down here.
It' s more pleasing for me to be near the mountains and water, because I did my practice within the monastery gates and am especially fond of antiquities. I did all this myself, and naturally in accordance with my own preferences. Any and all vehicles will stop at the entrance with no other way of entry despite the seasons.
Moreover, the servants here can't get out of their own jurisdiction. Despite the strict regulations, there are exceptions to the rule. As long as they talked it out beforehand, they can leave the premises. For that reason, this gives the impression that there are less people on the property."
"You said this is your private property. Does this mean that the Doyle family members will not live here?" Raeleigh queried.
"This is solely for me to reside in. The others from the Doyle family will stay in another villa located in Capital City once they arrive."
"How long did it take to build your house?"
"Three years. Three years ago, when I came here, I fell in love with this area. My thinking back then was simple, as this is a part of the Capital City, I want to build my own mansion that matches with the ancient structures of the city of the bygone past."
Raeleigh remained silent for a while as she followed Crevor to the front of a small courtyard behind the mansion. When they stopped, she saw three words written on the signage. If she didn't know for sure that she wasn't daydreaming, she would have thought someone had tried to fool her.
The source of her befuddlement were the three words, "Magic Doctor House".
"What kind of place is this?"
"This is the residence of a particular individual. It's not convenient for me to say anything else. I brought you here today just to come with me for a walk and relieve your boredom, nothing else."
Crevor pushed the door open and stepped in. Behind him, Raeleigh stood frozen for a bit before realization dawned on her face. She then followed him inside.
The courtyard was clean and tidy, but there were a lot of white cloths being hung out to dry outside. The pungent scent of medicine being blown about through the cold wind was enough to make someone leave this place in a hurry.
Raeleigh studied Crevor beside her, deep in thought.
As they walked up, a young man appeared. He wore a pair of glasses and was dressed in a smart, which was a white button-up with a black
cardigan.
"You're here?" The young man had bright eyes paired with graceful eyebrows. There was a slight smile on his face as he spoke, a visage that was pleasing to the eye and worth seventy points in a beauty contest. However, the handsome elegance of this figure wasn't striking and ended up being too plain.
"Is Revon resting?"
Crevor didn't stand on ceremony, but he still wore a touch of amiability, which was no different from his usual self.
"No, not yet. He's doing some research for a new type of medicine inside, go on in."
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