Surely My Life Can't Have Any More Landmines, Right?

Chapter 104

Early that evening.

By the time I got home, a messenger pigeon from the Intelligence Department had apparently beaten me there, because Alfred the old butler was already walking over to me with a discreet envelope on a tray the moment I opened the manor's front door.

“Young Master. This is a letter from the Elder Young Master. It was marked with an urgent seal.”

“Ah, thank you, Alfred.”

I quickly shrugged off my outer coat and handed it to a maid, then took the envelope right away.

The wax seal bore the Farne family's Intelligence Department's distinctive intricate emblem.

My brother must be ridiculously busy.

It hadn't even been half a day since I asked him to send a messenger pigeon, and he'd already replied.

Before I even went upstairs, I sank onto the reception room sofa and tore open the envelope...