"Victor."
"I'm here."
"First, deliver this letter to Igor in the province of Saint Alexius. Then make a trip to the Melvin family and ask them for detailed information about 'Professor Wolf'."
"Understood."
Standing behind Ivan Winter, the middle-aged man with frosty hair and gray eyes nodded, taking a thick letter from the hands of Duke Ivan.
Without much hesitation or a formal goodbye.
He left the duke's mansion without looking back.
One could vaguely see a ring on his right thumb, exuding coldness.
Ivan Winter sighed, holding his scepter as he slowly stood up and walked to the window.
Watching Victor's departing figure, he asked softly, "Zoya, when Annan left... what did he take?"
"He only took some money."
The adult woman with deep blue hair gradually materialized beside Ivan.
On her left Ring Finger, there hung a crystal ring that emitted a chill.
