"Where's My Father?"

Matthew smiled smugly.

"You should be happy that your magic consultant has his own information channel, my lord."

At the same time, he wondered if Lorraine was looking for a proper job as an editor of Alliance Weekly.

Rheagar thought about it carefully and agreed.

So he excitedly asked Matthew,

"Then do you think there are any men of the right age in our territory who have the chance to hook up with the daughter of the City Lord of Deep Blue Port?"

Matthew looked at him strangely.

"Rolling Stone Town is thousands of miles away from the East Coast. Why are you considering this? As if our people have a chance to meet the princess of Deep Blue Port."

Rheagar was about to say something when Zeller walked in, looking travel-worn, and interrupted their conversation.

"Has the haunting been resolved?"

Rheagar took the coffee from Madam Wesley and took a sip.

Zeller nodded.