Hobart glanced at Duke Bowen and judged that his illness also seemed to have been caused by a curse.
But he did not mention it. He was not the only demigod in all of Backlund; it was impossible that no one had noticed this before.
Hobart dutifully followed behind the Queen and Princess, conscientiously carrying out his protection and vigilance duties. Duke Bowen and his wife could not help glancing at the handsome young man.
They had certainly met Hobart before, but they had only attended the ball the King had hosted on April 1. They had not attended any balls since, nor did they know that Hobart worked for Military Intelligence Section 9, so they were somewhat puzzled by his presence.
More than half an hour later, the Queen's visit ended, and the group set off on their return journey.
It was clear that the Queen and Duke Bowen had a good relationship. Duke Bowen was reluctant to part with them, while the Queen, seated in the carriage, looked worriedly toward the villa several times after the carriage began to pick up speed.
Once the carriage left the estate, the Queen suddenly asked Hobart, "You saw the cause of Duke Bowen's illness, didn't you?"
Hobart was slightly startled. Why ask me?
He bowed slightly. "Your Majesty, my experience is limited, and I have never studied medicine, so I did not see the cause."
The Queen looked at Hobart and nodded slightly. "It is good to know caution while young."
Then she changed the subject. "I personally requested that Georgina transfer you to me."
Hobart was startled again. He had thought that, among the demigods of Military Intelligence Section 9, only he happened to be free today.
After observing them for the past few days, he had found that the