The banquet hall had emptied as most nobles fled. Noble soldiers grabbed only their own masters and ran. Aside from Eisenach, who'd gone down with a deep gash in his shoulder, and guardsmen groaning from their injuries, few people remained. Bertheim was also nowhere to be seen.
"Hans, please look after Fräulein. She'll become your mistress, so serve her well."
"What? Mistress? Sir Wolfgang?"
"Ted! Oscar! Follow me!"
Leaving the bewildered Hans with Hilda, I faced Klugen—who'd killed the last of Count Mainhof's soldiers—with Ted and Oscar at my sides. Klugen was utterly spent. He could barely stand from the blood loss, but his fierce eyes still burned.
Tenacious bastard.
I asked Klugen the question that gnawed at me most.
Why? For what purpose?
"You're seeking revenge on the Altringen family?"
"..."
