Track Down the Culprit

"Speaker Rayne, please don't misunderstand."

Heistok nodded slightly after speaking, taking the initiative to restrain his aura and allowing everyone around him to breathe a sigh of relief.

The Legendary Wizards were extremely surprised.

The Rick Guards were even more astonished. This was the first time they had seen their commander back down.

Everyone in Northril knew the commander's temper. To put it positively, he was forceful and selfless in serving the public. But it could also be understood as looking down on everyone, making the Imperial Guards under him tremble in fear. They didn't even dare breathe loudly in his presence.

Even when the Archon was still alive, the commander would occasionally talk back to him and refuse to show him respect.

For a powerful Saint Tier figure of high status to bow his head to a Legendary was simply unheard of. However, when they thought of Speaker Rayne, everyone accepted it.

Speaker Rayne wasn't a Soul Saint, but his strength and status surpassed those of a Soul Saint.

He took it for granted as well.

The Soul Eye had been observing Heistok all along. His emotions contained a trace of indignation amid his unease, so it could be confirmed that he was telling the truth, though he might still be hiding something.

Rayne returned to his normal form and asked again, "Who is Lady Enoli?"

"The Archon's lover."

Heistok didn't hesitate in the slightest. He added, "Lady Enoli is the wife of Viscount Daiglen, but she and the viscount have a poor relationship. They've lived separately for many years. She met the Archon at a banquet three years ago."

What a mess.

Rayne muttered inwardly, but he wasn't surprised at all.

This sort of situation was far too common among the Empire's nobles. Many couples maintained only their