Chapter 12 - 06: The Knight’s Path (3)
Starlit night, castle corridors.
A large group of soldiers and knights, holding shields, surrounded Yilin as they quickly advanced. Whenever they encountered someone—be it patrolling soldiers or castle maids—they instantly subdued them.
"Miss Yilin! What are you doing?" someone screamed.
There was no answer. Yilin just strode forward.
From a distance, they could already hear music and laughter.
With a crash, the soldier at the front slammed open the large door.
In the castle hall, the music and laughter came to an abrupt stop, and the guests were frozen with shocked expressions.
Sitting in the main seat, holding a glass of wine, with a balding red-bearded face and dressed in luxurious black attire, Count Caspar's hand halted in midair, maintaining a smile on his face.
"Dear Uncle Caspar, long time no see," Yilin greeted him with a smile.
"Oh, it's Yilin. Hahaha, I was just about to look for you," Caspar said, giving a sideways glance to his attendants, "Everyone, leave us. I need to talk to my niece Yilin."
The guests set down their wine glasses, stood up, and left in an orderly fashion with the attendants.