Danke responded, "Yes, my lord."

Godfrey turned back to glance at the rear.

In the darkness behind, a faint silhouette of a city wall could be seen standing between towering mountains.

Severing the lands behind the walls from the outside world!

Retracting his gaze.

Godfrey sped up the speed of the warhorse beneath him, swiftly heading towards the direction of Morgan Town.

Danke followed closely behind.

Returning to Morgan Town.

Handing the reins of his warhorse to the guarding soldiers.

Godfrey led Danke, heading to the third floor of the building.

Though Godfrey and Danke arrived at the second floor, the originally faint moaning sounds became more pronounced.

Accompanied by Lawrence's stream of vulgar language...

Godfrey couldn't help but furrow his brows.

Taking a deep breath, Godfrey climbed to the third floor and stood before a double door.

He wanted to speak but ultimately chose to refrain.

Went to the corner of the corridor to wait quietly, Danke stood beside Godfrey, remaining silent.

Listening to the rising and falling shouts, Godfrey's heart was filled with complexity.

Having grown up in the Ducas family since childhood, he had witnessed Donovan's glory during his youth.

Despite being merely a Marquis, despite the armed forces on his lands being weaker than the Three Great Dukes.

Relying on Donovan's bravery and powerful commanding ability.

Even when facing the Three Great Dukes, Donovan showed no fear.

But as Donovan aged, the momentum of the Ducas Clan gradually declined...

As long as Donovan is still alive, all the vassals on the land feared his residual power.

One day, once Donovan falls, and the remaining influence dissipates.

What kind of predicament will the entire Marquisate of Dukas face?

The Lords will rise one after another, annexing surrounding Lords, and the flames of war will spread to every part of the Marquisate!

Even though Mark Ducas inherited the title and became the new Marquis of Ducas.

But how could a young pup with nothing but ambition be a match for a group of old foxes?

As for Lawrence in the room...

He is just a well-built Bichon Frise dominated by his lower half.

The Ducas Clan... is about to rot!

Until an hour later.

The third floor finally quieted down, and Godfrey stepped toward the double wooden door.

Danke hesitated for a few seconds but decided to follow along.

Reaching the door, Godfrey called towards the tightly closed wooden door, "Master."

His voice fell, and Lawrence's slightly panting voice sounded, "Come in."

Without any hesitation, Godfrey pushed open the wooden door.

Instantly.

A mix of sour sweat and a strange body odor wafted into Godfrey's nose.

He couldn't help but wrinkle his brow as he stepped into the room.

Standing before a curtain, Godfrey bent slightly and said, "Master... I have come to report."

A voice of confusion echoed from Lawrence, "Report? I have arranged for you to do something?"

Lawrence suddenly seemed to recall something, "Ah, yes! I had you investigate the whereabouts of the Bandit Corps!"

"So, after seven days, has Godfrey the knight found any clues?"

Godfrey was about to explain when a teasing voice emerged from behind the curtain.

"What? Just finished and want to continue?"

"Who was just saying they would break and need a rest?"

Godfrey slightly raised his head, in the candlelight of the room, he vaguely saw the scene behind the curtain.

On a large bed, at least five or six fair and plump bodies lay sprawled beside Lawrence.

Moreover, he could see the rolls of fat on those bodies...

And atop the fat bellies were several clearly sagging, round flesh mounds!

At this sight, Godfrey immediately lowered his head.

Godfrey just felt a wave of discomfort in his body.

Nausea, revulsion, even the hairs on the back of his neck were standing.

After Lawrence's teasing stopped, Godfrey began to explain.

"Master, I took several squads of soldiers out to investigate for several days, even visited the most suspicious Morrison Manor, yet still found no relevant clues."

"They... seem to have vanished into thin air!"

Behind Godfrey, Danke glanced at Godfrey with shock.

Godfrey was lying!

He was lying to Lawrence Ducas, the commander!

Godfrey was concealing Lynn Blake's existence!

Lawrence's nonchalant voice echoed from behind the curtain, "If that's the case, let them be, mere rabble wouldn't stir up any trouble."

Godfrey bent slightly, responding, "Yes, Master."

Taking another look at Lawrence, Godfrey led Danke out of the room.

However, the door had not yet closed.

The sound of flesh colliding and clapping abruptly erupted.

Godfrey hurriedly shut the double wooden door.

Instructing the guards to watch over Lawrence, Godfrey led Danke to the second floor.

Da-da-da~

The sound of leather boots echoing on wooden stairs continued.

Godfrey suddenly turned to Dank and said, "Why? Do you feel I am no longer worthy of being the teacher you serve?"

Godfrey did not stop his steps, instead he walked to the brazier burning charcoal, and sat on a chair.

Danke followed behind, stood beside Godfrey, kept silent.

Godfrey glanced at Danke and continued to ask, "Do you think I betrayed the Ducas family, betrayed Lord Lawrence?"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.