Count Kalan watched the entire situation calmly from the side of the underground chamber.
Crypian Thorne had finally "collapsed" midway through the descent earlier, clutching his head weakly while insisting he needed to return to the Thorne Estate immediately for treatment.
And now, the transportation gate before them hummed softly with blue mana as everyone waited for the coordinates to finish synchronizing.
"Haaah…"
Count Kalan quietly released a long breath through his nose, only now realizing he had unconsciously been holding it for quite some time.
'Though…the Saint asked me to keep an eye on the First Prince…' His gaze slowly shifted toward Sebastian's back, 'but there truly does not seem to be anything suspicious about him.'
The Saint had personally instructed him to join the First Prince's faction long ago.
Yet no matter how long Kalan observed him, Sebastian appeared entirely normal.
