As if he felt a bit better after drinking good wine, he dropped his voice softly.
"For example… Your wife, Margaret, who is the maid of Elias's wife, or your brother Liu, who works at the stable of this house…"
But the barbaric nature of his language was deeper than before.
The man, who turned white at Ober's mention of his family members, spit out his saliva and stretched his trembling arm.
"Marquis, please don't touch my family…! "
"Shut up. Do you think I summoned you here to hear your begging like that?"
Ober stepped back from his standing position, out of the man's. The long shadow of his body covered the man who lay face down.
"As of now, let me relocate the moles. Keep an eye on Elias, Duke Hubble's son, well when you go back. In particular, monitor the movement of those who watch him, even though they are not my moles. Have half of the moles monitor Duke Kling's words and deeds, and the rest of them watch Elias's wife."