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"What?"

Colin finally pulled himself out of his gentle indulgence, strode to the living room door, and asked in a deep voice:

"What on earth happened?"

"My lord, just now, a powerful female knight suddenly burst into the city, killed several people, and rescued Evan Sanctus. We are currently scouring the city for their whereabouts."

"A female knight?"

"Yes, my lord. She was adorned in a grand armor, wielding a massive longsword. It is reported that she should be a powerful rank five knight."

"It must be Miss Anna Sanctus," Grace walked over, her face still flushed from earlier, her expression a mix of relief and regret.

Regardless, now that Count Evan had been rescued, she wouldn't have to kill a member of the St. Prowse family herself.

Grace released a sigh of relief.

"Anna Sanctus?" Colin muttered this name, recalling the gallant female knight he had met two years ago in Silver Moon City.