Chapter 60
Chapter 60
In the office of Duke Beowulf, the noble was meticulously reviewing documents, assessing the damage caused by the barbarian tribes’ invasion.
Knock, knock.
“Lord Duke Beowulf, it’s Yan.”
“Enter.”
As Yan stepped inside, Duke Beowulf set aside the stack of papers and massaged his temples. Despite his disdain for such headaches, his noble status obliged him to tackle the unpleasant tasks.
“If only someone could handle these matters for me.”
“Handing over your seal could lead to a major disaster, sir.”
“That’s precisely why I’m burdened with this headache.”
Yan chuckled at Duke Beowulf’s remark, seeing a surprisingly human side to the usually stoic and reserved noble.
“I’ve heard you found something.”
“I’ve called you here as I have something to give and a favor to ask.”