"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…"

read the letter, the

eyes and started reading the letter more

hell is this guy talking about?" Bourkee narrowed his

like this, does this

is something

The butler pointed out.

the paper

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

letter is he talking

Bourkee roared in panic.

there seems to be another letter

The butler mentioned.

letter

'To Earl Bourkee,

the Wilderness was accurate, do not

Alger Bannermane.'

face paled in

out some texts and started matching Alger's writing with the writing in this

Marquee

I give him any information like

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

didn't bury this incident at

is searing with anger and buys any information related

hell-bent on getting

this letter reaches Marquee Longe, then no matter how much he pleads, Marquee

this made Bourkee

hell is wrong with that Alger bastard!?' He cursed in his heart and

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

think he has sent

before he thinks anything weird. I need to kill him, then I need to kill everyone living in his

would this letter

fists in anger and slammed his

to meet me in the Slums, right? Good

and send you to your

Bourkee then started thinking,

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