Chapter 40:

Chapter 40:

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The servant led the three of them down to the audience room downstairs.

Welcome!

As they descended, a squat man dressed in a brilliantly colorful robe sprang up and shouted.

Robert Aquitas.

The great lord of Aquitaine, was old and decrepit, and nobody was left by his side.

His talented eldest daughter, who was his successor, was killed in the battlefield, and the whereabouts of his two remaining sons have been mysterious for years.

Rumors had it that they had a big fight with their father about their sisters death and left their family.

Thus, the only ones left by the old lords side were those who flattered him, always eager to pull something off.

Thank you for your hospitality.

But that was not the concern of Lennox Carlyle. His purpose for being here wasnt Aquitaines Lord.

What do you mean by hospitality!

Despite Lennoxs soulless formalities, Robert, Aquitaines Lord, kept laughing and welcoming him.

Youre welcome to stay as long as you want, dont feel pressured.

Robert winked at his servants and took Lennox and his companions out again.

Now, come this way. A place has been prepared.

The lord seemed to be showing off his guests as they followed him.

Robert took their party downstairs.

The downstairs, adorned with a red banner and lavishly decorated, was a small banquet hall, and a few guests had already arrived.

As they entered, the people in the banquet hall stood up all at once, and the sound of chairs being dragged on the floor could be heard.

The atmosphere was chaotic with attitudes that seemed a little tense overall.

Hadin, who usually showed little change in expression, had no reaction, but Jude blew a low whistle and looked at his master.

The intentions of the lord of Aquitaine were obvious.

He obviously wanted to show off his friendship with the Duke of the North in front of the nobles.

Thats all he can boast about.

Jude frowned briefly, but as far as he knew, his lord, Duke Carlyle, wasnt the type who likes being used in such matters.

However, contrary to Judes expectations, Lennox quietly sat in the seat next to the lord of Aquitaine without a word.

Hadin and Jude had no choice but to sit down with a slightly disappointed look. Jude quietly pursed his lips.

As the lord instructed, the musicians started playing, and the glasses were filled.

After a while, Robert, who had been rambling on, patted Duke Carlyles shoulder as if he was his father.

Your dead father and I were very close. So feel free to think of me as your father.

Lennox knew that if his father were alive, he would never have associated with someone like Robert Aquitas, but he dint bother to point that out.

Ahem.

One middle-aged man among the people sitting in the banquet hall cleared his throat to get the lords attention

Oh, I should be mindful. Well, well, there is someone I need to introduce.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had coughed falsely approached and introduced himself.

Its an honor to meet you, Your Highness. I am Viscount Caiman.

Caiman was ambitious man.

He was so ambitious that he would flatter the old and crafty great lord of Aquitaine and wait for his chance.

In other words, it was obvious that he was relying on the good luck of his noble birth and a half-baked face.

He would have usurped the achievements of the lower ones by flaunting his position. And that without even getting blood on his hands.

However, the next moment, as the gaze of Lennox Carlyle casually glanced towards him, Viscount Caiman quickly flinched and adjusted his expression.

At that moment, the sufficiently intoxicated Duke Aquitas spoke.

By the way, Caiman, I heard your guild members are looking for someone in Aquitaine these days?

Ah, yes, they are. But your lordship, you dont need to worry. Haha.

If he mentioned that they were looking for an unidentified spirit summoner, inevitably the conversation would have flowed towards the werewolf he had illegally captured.

Viscount Caiman, who wanted to leave a good impression in front of the Duke as much as possible, vaguely told him to pay no mind.

However, the Duke Aquitas, who was under the influence of alcohol, was clueless.

Whats going on? Tell me, I can help as far as my reach extends!

It seemed that Robert Aquitas wanted to show off his authority in front of the young Duke from the North.

Ah, its nothing.

With a groveling smile, Viscount Caiman reluctantly spilled the beans.

During the process of moving goods from the top, a woman appeared and messed things up.

Duke Aquitas clicked his tongue as if it was a bother.

Huh. She must be a bold woman. So, did you catch her?

Not yet, but you dont have to worry. Where can such a thing run away to? She will pay the price for touching your lordships goods.

Robert, who was pleased with Caimans flattery, boasted unnecessarily.

No, no! Then I absolutely cannot stand idly by! Your business is also my business, isnt it?

Your lordship, you dont have to worry too much. Its very specific, so catching her is just a matter of time.

A matter of time?

Ah, thats

Caiman hesitated for a moment.

But once he confirmed that all eyes, except for that arrogant Dukes, were on him, he became cheerful and eventually spoke.

Since shes a rare woman who wields evil magic, well find her soon.

What do you mean by evil magic?

That Shes a rare spirit summoner who can manipulate butterfly demons.

!

Upon hearing that, not only the other people at the banquet, but even the bored Jude and silently sitting Hadin turned their heads.

Encouraged by the stirring response, Caiman puffed up his chest.

Im not sure if Your Grace knows, but in our East, its not that difficult to find a spirit mage.

Actually, Caiman himself had only met one twice in his life, but that wasnt very important now.

Baron Hilben quickly interjected, seizing the opportunity.

I remember the suspects face clearly, so there will be no difficulty in finding her, Your Grace.

Hmm.

Ah, although the East is wide, its still within my palm!

Robert Aquitas just raised his glass, seemingly satisfied with the situation.

Did you say a spirit summoner?

At that moment, the air turned cold.

For the first time Duke Carlyle, who had been maintaining his position with a bored expression throughout the banquet, showed interest.