You'd Better Do Me Proud!

"Did your son Tony not send anyone back to inform you of the situation? Bernard's original station should have been reachable in about three days, shouldn't it?" Faced with Rakoff's frank answer, the king continued questioning him.

"Your Majesty, my Tony did not send any messenger back. I also found it rather strange the day before yesterday, so I specifically dispatched several cavalrymen to ask about the situation."

"However, Your Majesty, you also know that a round trip takes at least six days, so the cavalrymen I sent will need several more days before they return!" Rakoff wore a solemn expression, his words brimming with confidence.

Seeing this, the king frowned and pondered for a moment before finally looking at Bernard. "Bernard, when the autumn campaign ends, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer regarding this matter!"

"If it is discovered that someone truly tampered with things, I certainly will not spare them!"

"Also, if this happened because of an error by my heralds, I will compensate your Tulip Family with gold coins from this autumn campaign's rewards!"

This time, the king had no intention of smoothing things over. He truly needed to find the culprit.

Someone had already been playing tricks right beneath his nose.

If the heralds had truly made a mistake, that would be one thing. Whether they were fitted with ropes and hanged, or given some other punishment, that could be discussed.

But if someone else had meddled with the matter, they had to be severely punished.

This concerned his authority as king.

More importantly, it would serve as a warning to everyone else. At such a critical time as an army setting out on campaign, if even the slightest mishap occurred, the Onyx Principality could be plunged into danger.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Bernard nodded.