Peacock City.
A noble estate in the Central District.
Viscount Harrington was strolling along the garden path, the lawns on both sides were neatly maintained by the gardeners, a clean expanse of greenery, tidy and beautiful.
Many busy servants stopped their work and bowed to him when they saw the Viscount.
"Hmm, I'm aware of the matter."
Viscount Harrington said indifferently without looking back.
"Inform the butler and the head maid that once Trill returns, don't let her go out again."
"Yes, my lord."
The several bodyguards who were closely following behind him nodded and immediately turned to leave.
They didn't ask the Viscount how to deal with the young magician named Jack; since the Viscount had not made any arrangements, they needn't worry about it.
However, knowing the Viscount's character, he would likely make sure that fellow suffered.
