It was evening in Hartington Fort.
It was also a noisy evening.
Steven's twelve escort knights searched the city for an entire night to look for Linden and Becky, but they returned empty-handed.
Early in the morning.
Only a bloodstained bed sheet stood in front of Victor's table.
Victor's face had a horrified look when he saw the blood on the sheet. He did not know how to explain this to Steven. Given Steven's agitated and irritable nature, it would be strange if he did not rush to Crest Manor and murder Linden if he found out about this.
"Now that I know about it, I can't keep it from the master. If he finds out, he'll undoubtedly blame me."
Victor had a headache thinking about this.
"Victor."
Just then, Steven pushed the door open, and before Victor could put the sheets on the t
