"Sir Steward, Bite and Deli have returned!"
"How did it go? Did they find out where that young man is staying?"
"Steward, Bite and Deli report that they were unable to discover the young noble's residence or identity!"
"What exactly happened?"
Not long after Nalant entered the Furnace Fortress palace, the tavern steward was listening to his subordinates' report in a study at the rear of Feili Tavern.
When he heard that they had found nothing, displeasure immediately appeared on his face.
"My lord, Bite and Deli carefully followed that young noble as you instructed. But later, they discovered that he simply took out some gold coins and entered Furnace Fortress."
"Moreover, after entering Furnace Fortress, he headed straight for the Dwarven royal palace, where the Dwarven guards warmly welcomed him inside!"
"What... he was warmly welcomed into the Furnace Fortress palace by Dwarven soldiers?" The Feili Tavern steward froze.
Then, a grave look came over his face, and he fell silent.
"Tell Bite and Deli to continue keeping watch outside that palace... but make sure they remember not to provoke that young noble. They are to find out exactly who he is!" After a moment, the steward gave his instructions solemnly.
"Sir Steward, you mean...?"
"Any young noble who can enter the Dwarven palace is certainly no ordinary noble. I'm afraid we won't be getting back the prize money we lost!"
As the steward of Feili Tavern, he naturally knew what it meant to be received by the King of the Hill.
"Sir Steward, that was twenty-five thousand gold coins!" His subordinate was still reluctant to part with those five great chests of glittering gold.
"Idiot! If he were merely an ordinary noble, that would be one thing. But now that we know the young man is far from