“…So that’s what happened”

“Yes, great monarch.”

Delmondo prostrated himself before Eugene, and Eugene looked down at him. Delmondo’s mask was a mess, and his black robe was torn in various places and caked with dust as if to prove that he had been running day and night to get here.

“Well done. Well, with something like that, you made the right choice to come personally,” Eugene said.

“This humble one is moved to tears of gratitude by your greatness’ unfathomable mercy. However, I beg for your forgiveness once more for disposing of the territory without your permission,” Delmondo responded.

“It was the best choice to be made, right? Marquis Archivold agreed, and after hearing your words, I think it was the right choice,” Eugene said. He was a little disappointed about losing the silver mine, but he had to be satisfied that Essandra had paid a generous price for the territory. Moreover, Essandra had made a promise to return the territory to Eugene any time he desired after the current situation was resolved. In fact, it was as if Essandra was temporarily safekeeping the territory for him.

“By the way, how is the atmosphere in the Carls Baggins Peninsula? I haven’t heard anything from Moffern yet,” Eugene asked. Markus, the vampire lord of Mungard, continued to send Eugene reports. According to Markus's last report, Moffern was still sending ships to Mungard. However, the situation could have changed suddenly and...