[1 Week Later]
"So… were you able to find anything more?"
Mordred was currently seated in a luxurious room, with two Mages bowing their heads before him.
The chandeliers and fine carpets, along with the spacious surroundings and luxurious decor, showed the level of wealth that went into the room's construction and design.
"No, Lord Mordred."
"That is all we were able to find."
These two Mages who were bowing appeared elderly—even more so than Mordred, and yet they addressed him with reverence.
"I see. So it seems we are yet to fully know of the Blood Stone's origins, or how it was able to surface in the Kingdom once again…"
Mordred's eyes narrowed as he stroked his bald chin.
He could feel something was off, but without enough evidence to go on, the investigation had reached a dead end.
