I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

So I thought.

Ian set his glass down as if nothing was amiss. "I don’t think I said anything that shocking."

"M-My apologies, Agent of the Saint." Luce blinked rapidly, still flustered as he bowed his head. "It was simply far beyond what I expected."

"That’s not all, is it? This has something to do with the newly appointed duke, doesn’t it?" Ian asked at once.

Luce froze again, then swallowed dryly and nodded. "Yes. It seems you were already aware."

"I wasn’t. Just a guess." Ian shrugged lightly, then glanced at Nasser, who was shooting him a subtle look. Nasser was the one who had investigated the matter.

With a faint smile, Nasser turned to Luce and said, "I’ve heard that after leaving the seat vacant for quite some time, it was finally given to Vinyard Beshur, a central noble."

That was all he had found. Neither the priests of Travelga, the nobles, nor even Princess Seras had paid much attention to the West.

After all, the root of the problem had already been eliminated, and not long after, the Black Wall’s corruption had erupted. On top of that, Ian had disappeared beyond the Wall, leaving behind countless issues to be dealt with in the aftermath. It was only natural that their focus lay elsewhere.