Walking along the broad road paved with specially treated wooden planks, the three of them reached the castle's great hall without encountering any obstruction.
Inside the great hall, a silver-haired young man sat upon a stone throne. Seeing Gloria enter, he rose to greet her. "Sister, what brings you here?"
However, Gloria did not respond to her younger brother's warmth. She stared intently at the silver-haired young man before her, her brows tightly furrowed. Completely disregarding the others present, she directly snapped, "Get over here!"
Hearing his sister's words, the silver-haired young man's expression changed slightly. Still, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly walked toward her.
Every step he took seemed exceptionally heavy, as though he were dragging a thousand-pound burden beneath his feet.
"The scent of Wind Sea Flower. Did you think I wouldn't notice just because you used magic to conceal it?"
His disguise exposed by his sister on the spot, the silver-haired young man's face instantly turned pale as paper. His lips trembled, but he could not speak for a long while.
"Speak! Where exactly did you consume it?" Gloria pressed on, the authority in her gaze impossible to resist.
Facing his sister's questioning, the silver-haired young man was filled with fear. He lowered his head and replied in a slightly trembling voice, "At... at Myrick Manor in the Third District. Hughart was the one who took me there."
"Guards."
Several Moon Elf guards entered the great hall and saluted Gloria. They then stood quietly to one side, awaiting her further orders.
"Bring Hughart to me. Kill all of his attendants and servants."
"Yes, Lady Gloria."
Having received their orders, the Moon Elf guards immediately withdrew from the great hall.
At that moment, Xuemiyya noticed her bewildered husband from the corner of her