Chapter 202 - Chapter 202: Chapter 194 Prisoner (1/2)
Chapter 202: Chapter 194 Prisoner
The morning in Nasir Town was quiet and beautiful, the first rays of sunlight piercing through the gaps in the buildings, bathing the whole town in a gentle glow.
With the warmth of the Dawn, this increasingly prosperous port town gradually awakened, displaying a peaceful and vibrant scene.
The servants at Fischer Manor had already started their busy day, each performing their duties diligently; they had to have everything ready before the masters awoke.
Come breakfast time, a servant responsible for collecting letters arrived at the estate, respectfully handing over seven letters and a newspaper from Fein City to the Daybreaker acting as the household steward.
“These are the letters and the newspaper for today.”
The Daybreaker nodded slightly, turned around, and swiftly departed, then opened those letters that had no special seals for confidentiality, briefly scanning their contents before having the servants distribute the correspondence to various family members.
“This letter is for Cook Liza, this one for the head maidservant Madam Alpur, and this one, hmm, is mine.”
Only the letters addressed to several masters in the Fischer family and the newspapers Byrne had requested were personally delivered by him.
“Unfortunately, the newspapers we subscribe to are always outdated; we can’t get the news from around Cyart right away.”
“It would be nice if Nasir Town had its own newspaper.”
He glanced at the newspaper and opened the letter addressed to Mr. Byrne, reading the contents carefully when suddenly his complexion turned ashen, and he quickly headed to the master bedroom.
In front of a large standing mirror, two servants skillfully helped Byrne into his black tailcoat, as the acting steward immediately handed over the letter, speaking with a tense urgency:
“You must look at this letter right away!”
What is it, Byrne asked calmly, reaching for the letter and then fixing his gaze on the text, his expression gradually growing grim.
“Darren has been captured by the Rhea People…”
Byrne’s hands trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath, suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Deep down, he had always thought he wasn’t particularly fond of his son Darren, but upon learning his son had been captured by the Rhea People, he felt dizzy and nauseated instantly.
“Darren…”
Darren could die at any moment, and even if he didn’t, he would surely suffer at the hands of the Rhea People!
Flooded with memories of Darren, Byrne’s eyes reddened, and he waved the two servants out, leaving only the acting steward, then quickly composed himself.
He tried to stay as calm as possible, furrowing his brow as he asked:
“Well, when exactly did this happen? Quickly explain the details!”
The acting steward immediately responded:
“It was Arthur Meyer from the Meyer family. He attacked Darren’s troops before the assault on Nasir Town and then took him prisoner.”
Byrne fell silent for a long while before speaking:
“Is it possible to locate Darren now? Can we find a connection with Rhea and ransom him back?”
He knew the chances of ransoming Darren were slim; the Fischer family had just eliminated an important member of the Meyer family, and the hatred between them had reached its peak.
Yet, as a father, Byrne couldn’t help but try every possible means beyond his reason.
The acting steward hesitated before replying:
“Actually, we do have some connections in Rhea; after all, the Ten Great Pillars families in the East are all entangled with each other—broadly speaking, they’re all relatives. But the chances of ransoming Young Master Darren are really low…”
He had no more appetite for conversation and with a wave of his hand and turning around, he said:
“Hmm, I understand, you may go now.”
Alone, Byrne closed his eyes, silent for a long time, and then took a deep breath.
“Sigh.”
The Meyer family’s attack, Irene’s departure, the Romann family’s mission, and Darren’s captivity had all come one after the other, leaving him exhausted.
It was an exhaustion that came from the depths of his soul, rendering him helpless.
“I wonder how Uncle Chris will react when he comes back and finds out about Irene’s situation…”
“Darren…”
“Whether it’s this issue or the Romann family’s stance, the family will have to vote on a course of action.”
He opened his eyes again, calmly took out an alchemy potion for calming the mind and drank it, forcibly dispelling all the exhaustion in his thoughts.
Then, just like every other day, he walked out of the room with a serene expression, ready to deal with the day’s affairs of the Fischer family before breakfast.
Byrne never had a day’s rest, for the Fischer family simply couldn’t do without him.
He couldn’t even afford to miss breakfast, let alone show the tiredness in his eyes.
Nobles often ate breakfast with many servants watching; Byrne couldn’t afford to reveal any sign of weakness.
Otherwise, everyone in the Fischer family would immediately feel that perhaps another significant event had occurred?
It wasn’t just him—recently everyone had been under great stress, and he couldn’t add to it; he needed to keep smiling and encourage and reassure the rest of the family.
“Hahahahahaha!”