A Free Succubus

Meanwhile, at Cornwall Castle.

In the guest room of the old knight Sir Ector, an unexpected visitor arrived.

"Princess Morgan, what brings you here?"

"Why can't I come?"

The aloof Witch gave a mild, indifferent barb, casually stopping the old knight from offering her a seat according to rank before getting straight to the point.

"I already know what happened outside. You did well."

"Leave defending the town and maintaining order to you. I'll be responsible for finding the source of the calamity. We leave at dawn tomorrow."

"So soon? Isn't this too hasty? Perhaps we should inform the Holy Capital..."

Sir Ector froze slightly and asked tentatively.

Morgan coldly refused. "This is a notice, not a request!"

The old knight smiled and quickly nodded humbly, wholly unconcerned by her forceful attitude.

Still, when it came to dealing with the calamity, Sir Ector could not help adding a word.

"Your Highness, this disturbance is no small matter. Do you need me to send more men to investigate the cause with you?"

"No. I have a better candidate."

Hearing the old knight's goodwill, Morgan did not press the issue and merely declined coolly.

"Very well. With you personally suppressing the calamity, the crisis will surely pass soon enough."

"This old man can finally rest easy and arrange the defenses."

Hearing this, Ector no longer insisted. With a hearty laugh, he knowingly drafted the authorization letter and personally escorted Morgan to the door.

"And one more thing. Pretend I was never here..."

"Understood."

Having received his promise, the Witch veiled in light gauze did not linger. Like smoke and mist, she gradually vanished into the night.

"My lord, with the King absent, isn't it a little too much to place such trust in her..."

In the darkness, the attendant knight who had