The drawbridge leading to Oak Manor had yet to be repaired.
Four braziers stood on racks at the manor gates, and more than a dozen torches had been planted in the ground. The manor's servants and the farmers outside were working overtime to finish the repairs.
Fortunately, the Doyle Family owned extensive oak woods and had no shortage of materials.
Still, even with ample materials and manpower, repairing the entire drawbridge would take until after dawn.
Naturally, Malinda's luxurious Lada Carriage had stopped across from the manor.
Beside the carriage, Malinda stood in her hunting outfit with a pipe between her lips. When she saw Arthur on the other side, completely unharmed, she let out a small sigh of relief.
Of course, this had nothing to do with romantic feelings. It was purely a business partnership-if anything happened to Arthur at this stage, her interests would suffer a tremendous loss.
That was something Malinda absolutely did not want to see.
However, that did not stop her from using this opportunity to clean house. Thus, when she received Arthur's second message through Andy, she sent some of her subordinates to Oak Manor.
As for her?
She watched those subordinates.
If any of them had ties to Oak Manor, they would surely give themselves away.
But the result was both disappointing and satisfying.
Disappointing, because she had found no traitor.
Satisfying, because she had found no traitor.
And so, she had "appeared" late.
And so, she had "appeared" at precisely the right moment-she had seen the Black Cavalry charge, heard the little Emperor Cannon roar, and watched the drawbridge collapse in the explosion.
She had also heard the mournful cry of the "Wailing Banshee."
That cry amid the explosion had made her marvel at Arthur's good luck.
If the "Wailing Banshee" had