Liam was seriously interested in this turn of dramatic events. The lost treasure was returned to the bloodline, and the woman carrying it died. Tragic, isn't it?
'This couldn't be my fault, right?' Liam doubted himself just because he had taken the kid away from his mother. 'Did she know that this would happen?'
At this moment, Martheon pulled out a crumpled envelope and handed it to Julian.
'I don't want to be here. Would it be too insensitive to ask for the scrolls?'
"I'm sorry for your loss City Lord, but is it possible to let Liam work on freeing Madam Helena?"
"Oh, right!" he seemed to remember why they had been gathering all the time.
He fumbled around, searching for the correct pouch, and handed it to Liam with a very thankful expression. He scowled at Blift for a moment before reuniting with his son, who was reading the letter, tears streaming down his face.
"Thank you!" Liam bowed as if receiving the greatest gift. Fortunately, he now had an excuse to leave the room.