Charles wiped his hands as he walked out of the garden.
A servant had been waiting outside for quite some time.
The moment he saw Charles emerge, he immediately said, "Captain of the Guard, His Grace has asked you to visit the banquet hall later. He has already ordered it tidied up, and a welcoming banquet can be prepared for you at any time."
Standing so close by, the servant must have heard the murder just now. Yet he behaved as though nothing had happened, without even the slightest trace of surprise.
Charles nodded.
"I understand. Thank the Duke for his kindness on my behalf. I won't disturb the old gentleman's rest."
He had originally intended to leave directly, but then seemed to remember something and turned back.
"Right. I need you to do something for me."
"Please give your orders, Captain of the Guard."
"Help me find someone."
"What sort of person?"
Charles abruptly fell silent. After thinking for a long while, he finally said, "I don't know his name, but he should have returned with that troupe... or perhaps he didn't. I'm not entirely sure. But his characteristics are..."
For some reason, someone's smiling face and flashing sword blade flickered through his mind.
Without thinking, he blurted out, "He's around twenty-something, ordinary-looking, but always smiling. He's an inheritor, proficient in elemental magic. Most importantly, he uses a fast sword—a very deadly fast sword. Even I nearly got killed by him."
The servant respectfully replied, "Understood. May I ask, sir, should the reward for this task be filed through official channels, or through your private channel...?"
"Official..." Charles had only uttered two words before shaking his head. "Forget it. Use my private channel. Try not to alert any departments, whether they belong to the Duke or Paradise. And remember,