After quickly finishing his morning routine, Sungjin left the lodgings with his companions. Young Lord Alberto had sent a letter early that morning asking for his help. He wanted Sungjin, as an Exorcist, to attend the interrogation of the “Sage.”
‘He must feel uneasy handling it by himself.’
It wasn’t hard to understand.
Of all people, Young Lord Alberto had been caught by Sungjin with the “Legacy of Rest.” Sungjin had told him he was willing to let the matter slide, but from Alberto’s perspective, he could hardly help being conscious of Sungjin’s scrutiny.
If he conducted another halfhearted investigation like before and merely pocketed some money, he might even end up accused of being in league with the Sage.
‘That sort of caution is also a quality of a good lord.’
Sungjin decided he would gladly accept Alberto’s request.
“Still, I’m surprised they can interrogate him already. From what I saw yesterday, the Sage seemed to have suffered a pretty serious head injury. To be perfectly conscious again this soon… I guess he’s tougher than he looks.”
At Sungjin’s quiet mutter, Owen, who was beside him, flinched and began darting his eyes around. He clearly wanted to say something, but seemed unbearably frustrated because he couldn’t bring himself to open his mouth.
Sungjin gave Owen a disgruntled look.
What?…