The screen soon turned off, leaving Tramian Bellimore alone with his own thoughts.
Wind blew from the open garden on the left side, slowly calming his mind. But even then, his expression didn't change, turning even more serious as he thought about the incident that had just transpired at the Milan Palace.
With a stern expression, he slowly closed his eyes for a brief moment before speaking out," Sasha."
From the opposite side of the garden, the white door opened up as a white-haired aged woman in a white kimono appeared in sight. She walked gracefully towards Tramian before sitting on the tatami mat beside him, waiting for him to continue his words.
"Find out about everyone who had attended the 27th Grama Ball and Masquerade Party. I need information about each of the people, their families, their relatives and their histories from the time they were born. Remember, not even a single key detail is to be missed," he commanded in a somewhat stern, somewhat desperate voice.
