A Messenger?
"Are you alright? You are not hurt anywhere, are you?"
Leofric Vestalis, or Duke Vestalis rushed towards her Granddaughter, grabbed her shoulders, and asked her in worry.
"Grandpa, don't worry. I am not hurt anywhere."
Evane answered with a smile on her face.
Hearing her answer, Leofric sighed in relief, soon, however, his expression changed and he clenched his fist,
"Don't worry, I will make sure that bastard pays for it. How dare he try to hurt my Granddaughter!? I will make him and his entire house pay for it. You focus on staying healthy, Evane, Grandpa will take care of all this."
Leofric and Evane smiled.
"Also, why didn't you tell me that you had a King Stage Cultivator as your subordinate? How did you even recruit him? He is not trying to hurt you, is he? Are you sure that he is trustworthy?"
Leofric asked a series of questions.
"Don't worry, he is trustworthy."
Evane replied.
"Where is he? I need to meet him."