GDC 112

“Where is the head maid?”

Loic, sitting on the edge of his desk, asked in a cold voice.

“…She’s locked in the dungeon.”

“Check her movements thoroughly. Until today’s schedule is over, nothing must go wrong in the shopping district.”

He glanced firmly at Hedrick, who was reporting in front of him.

“What about the Grand Duchess’s protection?”

“The 2nd Knight Division has been sent to the lakeside. As you ordered, the deployment was kept as discreet as possible.”

Tiern stood beside Hedrick with his mouth shut, unable to lift his head as if he were guilty.

A few days ago, the knights’ information guild had contacted them.

They claimed to have identified the mastermind behind the egg incident.

— “She came to us herself, asking us to stir up trouble and denounce the Grand Duchess.”

On top of that, the jewel brooch used as payment turned out to belong…