"Your Lord!"
As he was about to open the door, Jed bumped into someone who ran into it.
Colin, whose neck was caught by him, stumbled and fell down.
"How come this bastard came in without knocking on the door…!"
When Jed tried to blame the stranger with an annoyed voice, a knight in silver armor and a black cloak caught his eye.
It was a familiar attire of the Astolf Knights. And there was only one knight who wandered around in the capital as far as he knew.
"We've got the messenger bird from Roshan."
Iric knelt down before Kling as if he didn't care about Jed's words. He presented a small note to Kloud. His calm face had already turned white.
Even before he listened to Iric, Duke Kling instinctively felt the misfortune of the emperor.