"Did you hear about the rumour?"

The duke nods, "Suppress it! And investigate all the noble families Demin had contact with."

"Leave it to me," The butler, ever efficient and loyal, responded with a crisp nod. His demeanour conveyed a readiness to carry out the order.

He turned on his heel and made his way towards the door.

Back on the ground, Oldman Dunn stood still while his gaze fixed upon the open window on the first floor.

The ambient sounds of the mansion's surroundings mingled with faint snippets of the conversation occurring within.

Though the words weren't crystal clear, the Duke's habit of opening the window provided Oldman Dunn with enough to glean the essence of their discussion.

Since he deals with a lot of information as a spy, the old man possesses a knack for connecting the dots.

He didn't need to hear every word. A few choice phrases were sufficient for him to draw conclusions.