"Master Bourkee, Baron Crook has sent you a letter."

A man where a black coat over a white shirt bowed as he presented an envelope to a black-grey-haired man sitting on his chair with a leisurely look on his face.

The black-grey-haired man grabbed the envelope and chuckled disdainfully,

"Baron Crook, is he the old fart with that beautiful daughter?"

"Yes, that is correct, Master Bourkee." The butler nodded.

An evil smile appeared on Bourkee's face as he then clicked his tongue,

"Tsk Tsk, his daughter was a beauty indeed, it was a shame that the bitch decided to kill herself. I wanted to play a little longer that time."

Then, Bourkee sighed,

"Oh well, whatever happened happened. We can't do anything about it, can we?

But why is this old fart sending a letter to me?

Heh, did he have another daughter? Tsk Tsk"

Bourkee then opened the envelope and started reading the letter inside it,

"Earl Bastard Bourkee.

Oh ho, that's quite a greeting. Who gave him the balls to write like that?"

Bourkee muttered in amusement.

He wasn't the least bit bothered by how Baron Crook cursed him.

Or maybe he was and was just getting excited by thinking about how he will punish that man.

Bourkee then continued reading the letter,

"I heard about an interesting piece of news and I must say, Bourkee Bastard, to be daring enough to go after a Marquee's son…"

the letter, the

his eyes and started reading the

this guy talking

something like this, does this old

something behind the

The butler pointed out.

turned the paper and his frown

just talking around, if you don't come to Slums in the West at 12 in the night, I will send that

letter is he

Bourkee roared in panic.

be another letter in this

The butler mentioned.

quickly opened the other letter and

'To Earl Bourkee,

son being in the Wilderness was accurate, do not worry, you

Alger Bannermane.'

paled in

writing with the writing in

Marquee Alger

did I give him

being attacked in the Bloodhill Wilderness was quite popular a few months ago, there were many suspicions that Marquee Alger was the one

didn't bury

said that he is searing with anger and buys any information related

is hell-bent on getting

Longe, then no matter

about this made

that Alger bastard!?' He cursed in his heart and then, his eyes turned red in

what I know, he would rather deal with me on his own than

think he has sent this letter

thinks anything weird. I need to kill him, then I need to

this

then clenched his fists in anger and slammed

meet me in

a favour and send

Bourkee then started thinking,

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