"Baron Harald is dead?"
Christophe frowned as the messenger delivered the news. Failing the assassination was one thing, but how could the man end up dying himself? Especially since the new Count had reportedly already left the estate.
"How did he die?" Christophe demanded.
"It appears he mishandled a black lion."
"A black lion?" Christophe's eyes narrowed.
The messenger calmly recounted the details: how Harald had purchased the black lion from the White Jewel Merchant Guild, intended to present it as a gift to the Count, and how he entered the cage after the Count's departure only to be mauled. Christophe's face twisted with disbelief and disgust.
"What an idiot."
It was easy to deduce the baron's plan—lure the new Count into a trap disguised as a gift and let the lion do the rest. Yet the fool had managed to outsmart himself. The sheer incompetence left Christophe almost speechless.