Malcanthet had not only been robbed, but had also been spat in the face and kicked while she was down. Her dignity and prestige had both been trampled. How could she not fly into a rage?
Fortunately, Malcanthet was not the sort of Demon Lord who liked to turn every occasion into a blood-soaked spectacle. After venting for a while, she quickly calmed down. The key issue now was no longer what had happened, but the mole!
This matter had clearly been leaked by an insider! Otherwise, how could Graz'zt's people have used Malcanthet's plan? Even Solam had not known what Malcanthet intended to do. If it had been leaked, it could only have come from her own people!
After all, the operation had originally been assigned to her subordinates.
Fortunately, not many people knew about it, so it would not be difficult to find the culprit.
Then something interesting came to light. After investigating, they discovered that one of those who knew about the matter had vanished. A cambion. Although that cambion was not one of the Radiant Sisters, she was still one of Malcanthet's trusted aides. It was hardly strange that she knew about it.
Now that she had disappeared, anyone would naturally conclude that she had fled out of guilt. What was more, according to intelligence sent by Malcanthet's informant on Graz'zt's side, the cambion who had vanished from the Heart of Rending had appeared inside Graz'zt's Silver Palace.
At that point, many people believed the truth had come to light. The next step was naturally to go cause trouble for Graz'zt.
But someone disagreed—Malcanthet herself!
It was not that she had truly found any clues. She simply felt that something was wrong. She could not say exactly what was wrong; it just felt too smooth. Was