Time rewound slightly.
Aisk Kingdom, Royal Capital.
"What? The allied armies of the nations had already been wiped out? This news... is it accurate? Are you sure?" At the docks, a man who looked like a steward stared at the other party in shock, questioning him again and again.
The news was simply too explosive. It blasted his mind into a buzzing haze, leaving him unable to recover his senses for a long while.
"My lord, please rest assured, the source of this news is absolutely reliable. The news came from the front-line battlefield!" The speaker was a ship captain. After looking around and seeing no one nearby, he lowered his voice further. "My lord, we have yet to receive more definite news regarding that person's life or death, but things are likely more grim than hopeful. Please report to those above as soon as possible, so they can make preparations early."
"I know what I'm doing." Having finally recovered from his shock, the steward nodded. He pondered it secretly. If this news was true, then as the person who had received the news and reported it, he would surely be valued by that person above.
Receiving a reward was even more certain than a nail driven into a board.
Thinking of this, he said to the man before him with satisfaction, "Mark, you've done very well in this matter. I'll have someone double your wages. Also, your position will undergo some changes in the near future. But... the prerequisite for all that is that your information must be true and reliable. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand! Thank you for your promotion, my lord!" Upon hearing the steward's words, the middle-aged man named Mark immediately revealed an expression of immense delight and hurriedly replied.
"Fine, go attend to