"Master... it's for you.

It's from Home...

They said it's urgent!"

"_"

Immediately, the lead knight gave a letter to their master, bowed and stepped to the side.

The master took the letter from the knight's hands and placed it in his left pocket immediately.

"Get food for the men, offload the carriages and update me dinner on the previous assignments that I gave out before my departure.

And tell Christopher to see me the moment he arrives."

"Yes, master!"

With that, everybody went their way.... leaving only the master and 2 others.

The trio then walked up the countless flights of stairs and finally reached the 5th floor.

From there, they stepped into their master's private wing..... until finally arriving at the master's study.

William opened the letter calmly...and immediately 2 another note dropped out from the larger one.

Eh?

It seemed like there were 2 letters in total.

As William read the first letter which was from home, his closest aides who had just arrived from Baymard alongside him... could already feel the bloodthirsty aura emitting from their master.

William's body began to tremble slightly, and his eyes became cold.

The anger that boiled deep within him, was as hot as the never-ceasing fires of hell.... as they churned hungry for nothing else but the destruction of a single person.

William then read the 2nd letter, and maybe it was their imagination.... but the aides felt like their master's entire body looked like it was on fire.

Ah?.... maybe they were seeing things.

Bur looking at their master, the aides couldn't help but wonder what the hell had happened back at home.

'Home' was what they called the main secret estate.

It was the estate where the master's family lived in.

What could've happened there?

Well, whatever it was.... judging from the young master's reaction it didn't look good at all!

'Bam!'

William hit his wooden desk hard with rage, before passing both letters to his aides, Collins and McCain.

They quickly took the letter and read it as well.

And while reading it, they too felt like breaking something into pieces as well.

[

-Guess who?!!!

It's me, my little bunny!!

This time, I've missed you dearly!

I've missed you so much that I've taken your good nanny to play with me.

You see this letter, it was written using her blood."

]

The letter from Slytherin continued on, explaining what he would do to the nanny.... from rape to all sorts of things.

In short, it was too disgusting to picture.

But it was enough for them to know that the weasel wanted to do all those things in front of William.

Meaning that he wouldn't do them unless William was there.

Sure... he might've probably slapped, beaten and even whipped Mona... but he couldn't do the rest and risk her dying just like that and being a waste.

Nonetheless.... for the fact that he dared to lay a finger on Mona, in the minds of everyone here.... he was already amongst the dead.

After reading both letters, both Collins and McCain began to tremble as well.

How dare that weasel?

How dare that riffraff, Slytherin Cord dare to touch Queen Mother Mona?

They called her queen mother because in their minds, their master was already the ruler of Arcadina.

The aides also filled up with rage, as they had been taken in from a young age by queen Mona since they were both orphans themselves.

So in a way, they saw Mona as their mother too.

And for them, touching Mona was one of their bottom lines.

"Slytherin Cord!

You will die a gruesome death!!!" Collins yelled angrily while squeezing the letter in his hands as if it were Slytherin's neck.

Collins was also angry at the fact that travel couldn't be any faster than it already was.

They had been travelling for 2 months straight after leaving Baymard.... and they still had another 3 and a half months more to go before they could reach 'Home' on horseback.

If they lived in the Capital, it would've taken 4 months for them to get home.... but because they didn't want to be detected easily, they lived even further away from the Capital, which required 5 and a half months of travel to go to Baymard.

When they left Baymard, they felt merry and jolly... but now, Collins felt like crying.

If the message had just arrived this base 3 days ago, then wouldn't that mean that the queen mother had been in that bastard's hands for more than 3 months now?

Wouldn't that mean that when they were in Baymard, that bastard had also had her all along?

Collins felt like smashing his head in a stone wall from anger.

At this point, he truly wished that they could use one of those Baymardian cars and hurry their journey along.

If they were using those cars, wouldn't the journey be drastically cut down instead?

Collins smiled bitterly, because he knew that there was nothing they could do for now about their mode of travelling.

Previously, he would've been fine using horses throughout his life.

But after his trip to Baymard, he realized how unreliable horses were?

What if they got injured and tracked by wild animals, or even got sick during travel?

They were living creatures, and that was the problem.

They couldn't truly make fast speed travels like those cars could for long distances.

Change needed to happen fast, or he was sure that he would loose his mind pretty soon.

"Young master.... what do we do?

That beast has got his hands on queen mother Mona!!" Collins exclaimed.

McCain on the other hand, just stood there silently... With an emotionless expression.

But one shouldn't mistake his passiveness, for lack of care.... because he too, wanted to drown Slytherin Cord in a pool of his own blood.

McCain clenched his fists in attempts to calm himself.

Now was not the time to dilly dally.

Since the frog dared to jump into the pond without knowing how to swim..... then it shouldn't blame anyone, if it ends up drowning to death!

Slytherin Cord... your time is up!

"Send word to 'you-know-who', to meet us at the Preevow Base as soon as possible."

Immediately, everyone Collins and McCain were taken aback.

One should know that person alone terrified them silly.... and anyone who went up against that you-know-who, would undoubtedly die.

Luckily, you-know-who was extremely loyal to their master, and for good reasons as well.

"Young master... it shall be done!"

"Good.....

It's time for the beast to die!!!!"