When Noor heard Caron's words, he hurried out of the reception room with a grim expression. Now, only Caron, Cobler, and the elf remained in the reception room.0

"Y-You're really that Caron Leston from the ducal family…?" Cobler stuttered as he glanced nervously at Caron.0

Caron, clearly uninterested in the conversation, nodded and asked, "You know who I am?"0

"Who in the empire wouldn't recognize your name, Young Master?" Cobler exclaimed, sounding overly eager and anxious.0

Ignoring Cobler's fussing, Caron turned his attention to the elf in front of him. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he couldn't find any hostility in her gaze.0

"Should I remove it?" Caron asked as he gestured toward the gag that bound her mouth. The elf hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.0

But Cobler frantically waved his hands, trying to stop him while saying, "N-No! You mustn't, Young Master! What if she tries to take her own life?"0

Shing!0

In an instant, Guillotine was drawn from its scabbard. The moment Cobler saw the eerie blue glow, he panicked and fled to the corner of the reception room. 0

"I need to cut through the gag's lock. That's fine, right? Don't worry, as long as you stay still, it'll be fine," Caron reassured the elf.0

The elf nodded again, and with a precise swing of his sword, Caron expertly sliced through the lock on the gag. Moving closer,...0