After several days of brewing, the news had made its way up the chain and then back down again.
Just as Rein returned to Flashgold Town in the glow of the setting sun, within a study on the second floor of the Habsburg manor castle,
Noble scion Dennis seemed to be engaging in some Knight Breathing Method training, with some specific parts of his body smeared with an oily dark liquid that emitted a distinctive medicinal scent.
And his captain of the guards, Rulse, was at the side, reporting something.
"What? A mishap?" Dennis's face bore an incredulous expression.
"How could there be a mishap?"
"This... the butler Michel says it was because we provided wrong intelligence, leading to the failure of the mission, so we must take full responsibility!" Rulse looked at the distressed young master Dennis, thought for a moment, and still decided to relay the exact words of the other party.
"Damn taking full responsibility!"
