Horangi sat down in front of his writing desk and picked up a pen. The large, glossy, luxurious desk was made from an extremely hard and heavy wood that grew in the southern regions. To transport it, he had hired a large carriage and many laborers, taking three months in total. He prided himself on this desk, confident that not even a human king owned one this grand.
After finishing his letter, he rang the bell and summoned his butler.
"Deliver this to the branch manager in Gustglen. At the fastest speed possible."
If they were hiding in the fortress, then he would simply lure them out. Horangi decided to make preparations to head to Gustglen himself.
Clatter, clatter, clatter.
A carriage escorted by two knights on horseback pulled up beside the fortress gate.
At the front of the fortress, aside from the guards at the gate, stood Wilde on crutches, Bao Bei, and Jihl, who had taken it upon himself to act as Bao Bei's guardian.
