That night, there was a flurry of activity in the palace grounds. As Mr. Arnold's assistant, Alfred has a lot of authority. He ordered all the gates to be closed. So if Oscar came out of hiding, he could immediately be captured and killed.
Not only that, Alfred also deployed many elite palace guards who had excellent martial arts skills and bloodhounds. But the person they were looking for was not found.
"Where do people go? It's impossible for him to just disappear like that?"
Alfred grumbled, his head throbbing with pain from confusion. Never had he felt so confused. Master Arnold's anger flashed in his mind. His failure to capture Oscar will result in his demotion from his honorable position as deputy head of the elite palace guard.
Jacky, with an innocent expression, made a suggestion.
"Perhaps he is hiding inside the Queen's Palace?"
"Ye-yeah. That's right! He's definitely hiding there!" Simon said.
