#11. A Sense of Reality (5)

“Is this the place?”

The bushes in front of a shabby warehouse on the outskirts.

The three men watched the warehouse from a thicket dense enough to hide even a grown man. They had left their horses tied up some distance away, so their clothes were filthy with splashes of mud.

“It seems the young lady is being held in one of those two warehouses.”

Christian replied to Ernst’s emotionless voice.

“Then why don’t we just go in and cut them down?”

“The young lady is being held hostage. If we move recklessly, she could get caught up in it.”

Meanwhile, Julian simply stared at the two warehouses before them, honing his fury.

They had come straight here after receiving Ernst’s report. Honestly, under normal circumstances, he probably would have viewed Ernst with suspicion for bringing him here without explanation. But right now, he didn’t even have the composure for that.

His heart had already been dealt a blow by a man named Dmitri. And now a nuisance named Louis Edmund had gone and caused this mess...