His skin was wrinkled like tree bark, and his eyes, a murky green, were closer to wolf than water.,The old butler, with his hands clasped behind his back and a tone that always seemed to carry a hint of condescension towards Haina, said: "Young Master Ewart was attacked by a demon scholar the day before yesterday and remained unconscious until last night. However, he heard that the Inquisitors were coming to ask some questions, so he willingly gave up going to the Glass Stair Infirmary. He simply took some medicine and, with his frail body, waited by the fireplace for two hours, and I waited for two hours at the door as well.",With guilt and shame, she didn't know how to speak.。