The two cavalry units serving the Marquis of West Berlin and the Marquis of Einhaas departed, and the Lady of the Long Night's convoy immediately returned to normal.
Aside from those needed to keep watch, the others began preparing to finish setting up camp.
Just then, Edwin saw Arthur discreetly signal to him.
Malinda's coachman immediately followed Arthur at a brisk pace out of the camp.
"Edwin, take everyone to Jia'er Mountain Town right now.
Remember, you must stay inside Jia'er Mountain Town!
Don't come back before tomorrow morning!"
As the young Medium spoke softly, he subtly raised his hand and pointed at the ground.
Edwin did not lower his head. He merely glanced at the ground out of the corner of his eye-
Confirm safety. Use the private line.
The cryptic words made instant sense to the coachman.
Arthur needed him to contact his mistress, Malinda, through their private line once he had confirmed it was absolutely safe.
What happened?
The coachman wondered.
But he did not hesitate at all.
"Understood!"
With that, the coachman walked toward the camp.
A short while later, the convoy in the camp set off again.
This time, they headed for the town fifteen kilometers away.
Arthur watched the convoy leave.
What he had told Edwin was not a deliberate bluff.
With Jimte and Carral's appearance, his original plan for a "costly victory" had already changed. But those coveting the Hilt Tower legacy within Ymir Manor would not change-they were still lurking in the shadows, watching this place.
Among them, the group that concerned Arthur most was the Countess of South Los's Advisors.
Freeman's confession had confirmed that there was a traitor among the Advisors, who were divided into three ranks. But the traitor's identity remained unknown.
Still, as time passed, the list of