“I thought I made sure to keep the news under wraps, but the Helwin family seems to be quite well connected. The item is only passing by my hands; it’s meant for someone else.”

“What a lucky person. I don’t intend to make you feel uncomfortable, but it’s just that we have heard something concerning.”

“I didn’t expect the Helwin family to be interested in such an item. Alright, I will hear you out. But since we are in the middle of the banquet, let’s talk about it later. I’ll arrange a room for us to talk in a little while,” the Earl sighed after staring at Heretia for a moment.

Heretia slightly nodded.

Meanwhile, Juan let out a deep sigh after Earl Henborn left, and Heretia tapped his shoulder. He sat down on a chair nearby, almost as if he was too tired to even stay standing.

“Thanks,” Heretia whispered.

“Promise me that you won’t say anything when I cut off his head after you’re done with your business.”

“...Let’s not do anything reckless now. I’ve been thinking that I want to maintain a good relationship with you rather than Earl Henborn. You should remember that Earl Henborn is the lord of Hiveden and the one who manages all the gangs here.”

Juan let her warning fall on deaf ears....