Chapter 583 Marquis Walford

Marquis Walford's mansion.

Just like the king, Marquis Walford also received a piece of news. However, his news was not related to the movement.

"What did you say?" the marquis widened his eyes, staring at his butler.

"The expedition has been ambushed and we couldn't recover anything."

"…" The marquis's eyes turned red as he knew what this meant. He waved his hand while closing his eyes.

The butler nodded his head and left the room, giving the marquis some time to think about this matter.

Right after the butler left, a woman's voice echoed in the room.

"It seems that you are in trouble, Marquis."

The marquis glanced to the side. The woman was standing behind the shelf, but the shelf wasn't thick enough to cover her entire body.

Yet, despite such a person standing so close to the marquis, the butler didn't notice her at all. It felt like she never existed in the first place.

Now that she had spoken, her presence returned and the marquis could see her clearly. He narrowed his eyes while asking coldly, "I am in trouble? Don't you think I should be the one to ask you that question?"

"You have promised us that book, Marquis." The woman smiled. She had long braided hair that hid in her coat. She was wearing a black dress like someone who was about to join a banquet. Yet, the marquis didn't even bother to look at her with any vulgar intention.

"Yes, I have promised you. But it will be a different case if your organization doesn't try to meddle in this matter." The marquis gritted his teeth.

"Are you suspecting us?" The woman narrowed her eyes.

The marquis seemed to be suspecting the Supreme Devil Organization, who had ambushed his knights.

"Am I wrong? The only people who know about the entire operation are me, you, and Count Leinberd."

"You forget about the Third Prince, Elvien Ve Lenfeth. It seems that you are still underestimating what he can do, Marquis Walford."

"Of course, I know. But even the Third Prince shouldn't have made his move just yet." Marquis Walford gritted his teeth while pointing his finger at her. "The Third Prince is going after me here, not my knights. So, the only one who could snatch that book is you."

The woman's expression turned serious. She was annoyed by the fact that he suspected them. After all, she also didn't know anything about this matter. And the organization had entrusted her with this task.

So, the fact that the marquis tried to suspect them like this put a gap in their relationship. "Are you planning to join us? How dare you suspect the organization! It seems that you don't want to join the organization, marquis… Even after everything you have done… You have sacrificed your wife, your son and your daughter to join us, but you…"

The marquis gritted his teeth and slammed the table. "I don't need you to remind me about it."

The woman and the marquis glared at each other.

"I am not suspecting the organization. I am suspecting you…"

"You shouldn't overestimate yourself, marquis. Do you forget who is standing before you right now?" The woman's glare became even sharper as a sharp killing intent leaked out of her eyes.

The marquis wasn't afraid of her as he also stood up, standing in front of her. "Of course, I know. You are one of the Devil Bishops, known as Serpent. People say that the more beautiful a woman is, the more poisonous they can become. I can believe in the organization, but not you."

The woman's body was shaken for a split second. She suddenly waved her hand, pushing his body.

That small push actually blew away the marquis to the other side of the room until he crashed into the wall.

The marquis might have Spiritual Energy, but he wasn't a fighter. His Spiritual Energy came from the crystal he got from money. So, he might be stronger than normal people, but he was just a mere ant in front of the woman before him.

The woman stated coldly, "I can assure you that I haven't done anything. There might be a third party that is trying to split us up and aim for those books. So, we shouldn't fight among ourselves.

"We should focus on finding the real culprit along with those books. It will be troublesome if someone else takes the books. One of our Devil Saints wants that book, understood?"

The marquis gritted his teeth. He wanted to beat this woman, but he was powerless. He could only swallow his anger for the time being.

He swore that he would find the book and present it to the Devil Saint personally. When that happens, he could force the Devil Saint to grant him a couple of requests.

He took a deep breath, seeing the woman disappear in his vision. It seemed that the woman was planning to investigate it as well.

He didn't like the existence of the third party and wanted to eliminate them personally. He knew his personality perfectly, so he knew what he had to do.

Without hesitation, the marquis stood up and opened the door, looking at his butler who waited for him not far from the room.

"Where is Gaston?"

"He is in the barrack, Sir." The butler answered without hesitation. "Should I call him?"

"No. I'm going there personally." The marquis clicked his tongue and walked away. He had to move fast if he wanted to beat the woman.

He didn't realize that everything was a trap.

The moment he came out from the barrack with a few knights along with his best knight, everything was ready.

Illia had been waiting inside the brothel. When she heard he was leaving the city, she immediately headed to Anna's room to inform her.

"The marquis has left."

Anna's eyes were closed as she sat on the bed. When she heard the report, she couldn't help but say, "Not yet. There is one more presence in the mansion… it's faint, but I can feel it. If we infiltrate the mansion right now, we will be found out."