"That's a note for your Master. I'll go with this kid, haha."
"No… please don't take Young Master…."
The Head Butler begged for the last time. The crimson-haired man shrugged nonchalantly and then mounted his horse again with Little Jean on his arm, "Don't forget to show the note to your Master, that young Archduke. I heard that he loves his little brother so much."
The Head Butler was breathing steadily, but he felt that his body was too weak to maintain consciousness. Slowly, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber.
Meanwhile, the crimson-haired man spurred his horse, and he returned to his group, which had successfully killed all the Eau Saumont Palace guards.
Of course, it wasn't really a difficult task for them because they were highly trained warriors. Mere guards wouldn't stand a chance against them.
