Chapter 245 - The Messenger And Duke (1/2)
Within the beach city, a well renown and powerful man can be seen sitting in his seat, in his office. He took a light sip of his recently brewed tea, before turning around to stare outside of the window.
The sun was still out and the birds chirped loudly, he could see his garden and the peacefulness which passed through it.
It was a warmth, which he enjoyed feeling, a feeling which contrasted his own line of work.
*Knock* *Knock*
The sound of knocking resounded through the room, breaking the enjoyable quiet.
”Who is it?” The man asked after turning his chair to face the door.
He placed his cup of tea back on the table in front of him before taking in a deep breath.
Shortly after, the door opened before the knocker presented itself. It was one of the man's trusted maids.
She waited there quietly for the man to give his permission.
”What's wrong?” The man asked
”You have a visitor, my lord.”
”Tell him to go away, I'm in the middle of rest, you see?” The man asked as he turned the chair once more to face the window.
”I'm afraid I can't do that, my lord.”
Hearing this, the man quickly turned with an annoyed look in his face before asking
”And why is tha...t”
Next to the maid stood a man, short white hair which covered his ears and a small mask which covered his eyes and nose, leaving only his mouth visible.
The mask looked like one a noble would take to a party, but after paying enough attention, one skilled would be able to tell that it wasn't so simple of an item.
”Give us some space.”
The maid nodded before leaving the room as she said
”Excuse me.”
Who might you be?” The man asked
He grabbed onto his thin grey beard before giving it a few strokes.
”Why of course, allow me to introduce myself, messenger of his royal highness and a member of the special royal knight squad”
Hearing this, the man took another sip of his tea before looking straight at the messenger who stood in front of his desk.
”So, who are you?” The man asked as he put his cup down.
”I'm not allowed to say that”
”Then what did you come here for?”
”You know every well what I came here for.”
Hearing this the man played around with the spoon in his cup for a moment before saying.
”Can't say I do.”
The man didn't have any grudges against the messenger, what did annoy him was the smile the messenger kept on his face.
After the man gave his reply, the messenger walked up to the man, still smiling before pulling out a sheet of new but rather poor-quality paper from his earing. It was a space storage item.
As the man looked at the piece of paper, he looked interested. A sheet of paper of that quality would have been very valuable, especially during their time.
The sheet of paper displayed a message and as the man looked at it, his eyes widened.
”Is this real?” He asked
”That's the royal crest, you should know that the-”
The man interrupted the messenger as he said
”Yes, they can't be faked. So his majesty really is making his move... It appears, rumours aren't just rumours.” Said the man
Without saying anything, the messenger took back the sheet of paper before putting it back into his earing.
”So? What information do you need?”
”Everything, tell us everything you saw and know, about what happened, the group responsible for it and the one who ended up clearing the dungeon in this area.”
Hearing this, the man took in a deep breath before glaring at the messenger.
”And if I don't?”
The messenger moved in closer to the man's face before saying
”Then it'd mark the end of your work as duke, you don't honestly plan on defying orders from the head, now, do you?” The messenger asked, his smile still present.
The man let out a sigh before turning back to the window behind him before muttering.
”Looks like a storm is coming...”