There were not many mages in the entire Kingdom of Loafin. At least Lawrence, as a son of a baron, had never met such a big figure.,The one in charge of receiving guests wasn't some graceful and alluring beauty, but a plump woman snoring loudly sprawled out on three long benches.,It's not an inheritance, but the baron would stipulate the income from a field or orchard and then give it to a married adult son to manage.。