Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1334

The topic was a delicate one, so Jeremiah took a few sips of his drink before continuing.

"To be honest, the truth of the matter is somewhat unclear. The official reason for Mr. Murphy's loss of title was that he showed great disrespect to King Sigmund. In a fit of anger, King Sigmund stripped him of his noble rank. Later, he was given the title of a mere earl.

"There were rumors going around court that Mr. Murphy and Lord Quinton had some unclear and complicated feelings for each other. King Sigmund was intolerant of such matters. When he found out about it, he berated Mr. Murphy harshly in his fury. The loss of his title crushed Mr. Murphy's spirit, and that was when he left the capital."

Carissa had suspected something like that, though she had never imagined anyone who served so close to the king would let their personal feelings show so openly. Besides, she was sure Clifford knew Sigmund's temperament. Such a lapse in discretion seemed out of character for someone so experienced.

Moreover, stripping someone of their title over a personal matter seemed like an overreaction. But now, hearing this from Jeremiah, it made sense.

Perhaps Clifford had truly regarded Sigmund as a friend, and the lack of subtlety was a consequence of that. It was also possible that as that kind of thing happened more often, Sigmund grew increasingly displeased, leading to the final fallout.

"So, do you think Mr. Murphy held any lingering resentment against King Sigmund when he left the capital?" Carissa asked.

replied, "On the surface,

know, especially now when matters were so delicate. A lapse in judgment,

else, aside from Lord Quinton, might know?" she

"Mr. Walker's mentor, Edgar Whitley, likely knows. He served King Sigmund for many years, and after the king's death,

from back then, though he

She didn't want Salvador to know about this just yet, especially since he had never been fond of

not involve Mr. Walker. Would you be willing to take me to him, Mr. Murray?" she asked. Seeing that the hour was still early, Jeremiah nodded. "If it's a matter of importance, we can go now." Edgar's modest home was located in the western part of the city, on the remote Harmonia Street. When they arrived in the evening, there

opened by an elderly servant dressed in grey, holding a lamp. He cast a brief glance at the two distinguished guests and seemed surprised

servant asked, eyeing Jeremiah and Carissa with curiosity.

has come to visit." Upon hearing that it was the

servant quarters. A narrow corridor ran along the back, connecting the kitchen and the servants' rooms. Aside from the old servant, there was a maid, who hurriedly poured drinks for

retired for the evening," the

servant returned, helping the elderly man out of his room. Edgar's hair had turned completely white and his face was lined with wrinkles. However, his complexion remained unexpectedly rosy. His legs were unsteady, and though he was tall, his

saw Jeremiah, his face brightened and he