Nothing was beyond betrayal.
Marquis Hussein understood this deeply, so he turned around and secretly arrived in Augusta Territory.
But did you think he had come to betray Count Lovett?
Of course not. If the plan succeeded, he would gain even more. At the very least, he had no reason to betray him now.
In truth, he had quietly revealed the location of a granary to Derek.
"Viscount Derek, although those fellows in the south have not made any moves, I worry they may cause trouble. I hope I am merely overthinking it."
Marquis Hussein wore a deeply worried expression.
In fact, he had secretly hidden away that granary while transporting food aid from the Kingdom and grain supported by nobles from the central region.
He had originally intended to use it himself in the future, but now it happened to come in handy.
Derek immediately expressed his gratitude and apologized for their previous misunderstanding.
"Marquis, I will convey your goodwill to His Majesty the King," Derek said.
He did not believe Marquis Hussein had truly let bygones be bygones. After being slapped in the face by him, would the man really come crawling back to flatter him?
Every favor came with a request.
What else could the other party want?
Nothing more than a gesture of goodwill, or for the King to learn of this matter.
Even if Derek did not mention it, the other party would.
Hussein smiled. Derek's sharpness truly surpassed that of ordinary men.
The two privately discussed several contingency plans to prevent the Holy Cross Kingdom from catching them off guard.
Once Marquis Hussein secretly departed, Derek's expression immediately changed.
"Prepare the horses. I need to see the Count."
"Your Excellency Viscount? Leaving at a time like this?"
The sky was already nearly dark. What