At the same time.
In another palace within the Queen's residence, a noble scion sat at a desk, yet remained indifferent to the numerous documents piled up on the desk, appearing somewhat restless.
"Your Highness."
A swordsman dressed in black silently appeared in the corner of the room, hiding himself in the darkness, and knelt on one knee before the noble scion.
"Speak."
The noble scion did not look up, nor did he turn to face the other person.
In such a situation, the other person spoke with utmost respect.
"The 'puppet' has already entered Ulvashi, now at the gate of the Queen's palace."
Upon hearing this, the noble scion's pupils suddenly contracted.
"...Is that so?"
After a moment, the noble scion murmured as if talking to himself.
"So, Claude Ogman has failed, is that it?"
The amount of information in that statement was substantial.
