"Open the door, open the door!"
"Open the door immediately! This is an order!"
The Central Military Police in black-and-white uniforms pounded on the duke's residence gate like savage wolves, showing no mercy whatsoever just because it was Count Glan's residence.
The gate shook with thunderous bangs, the doors vibrating and shedding a little dust.
Judging by this, if the gate still wasn't opened, they would dare force their way inside.
"Coming, coming."
Someone finally answered from inside. Only then did the Central Military Police stop. They backed away slightly, but all of them kept their hands on their gun grips. If anything went wrong, they would open fire.
The door opened, revealing an elderly butler with graying hair, dressed in a tailcoat and wearing White Gloves.
As soon as the door opened, the Central Military Police rushed inside. The old butler hurriedly blocked them. "You can't do this! This is the count's residence. Even the Central Military Police can't simply barge in like this. How utterly rude!"
At that moment, a deep voice rang out. "This isn't the time to worry about etiquette. Is Count Glan at home?"
The old butler looked over, and his body trembled slightly. "Commander Louis, what brings you here?"
Louis gave a grim snort. "Someone reported that Count Glan met with a spy. Naturally, I couldn't believe it, so I came to pay him a visit."
"Have the count come out. Or is Glan not at the residence?"
The old butler quickly replied, "The count is in the study. I'll go inform him. Commander, please wait a moment."
"No need."
Louis strode forward. "Since Glan is home, I'll go see him myself. I know where the study is."
The old butler hurriedly stepped in front of Louis. "Commander, please wait. The count is receiving