Arriving at Baron Goffrey's estate.
Losa, under the guidance of Knight Kevin, walked straight into the innermost quiet room.
"Sir, Count Losa has arrived."
"Come in."
Baron Goffrey's face indeed looked quite bad. Seeing Losa, he forced himself to sit up.
"Lord Goffrey."
"Pardon my appearance."
Indeed, it was laughable.
Because Baron Goffrey's old injury was on his third leg.
Losa stifled a laugh and comforted, "Don't worry, Bishop Urding will be here soon. He is my man, not only skilled in medicine but also very discreet."
This could finally clarify why the still relatively young Baron Goffrey went to such trouble to bring Belian, this illegitimate child, to the Holy Land to succeed the title.
"I must thank you, Losa."
Baron Goffrey's expression was somewhat complex; Bishop Urding is now the bishop of the Alandler Bishopric and, nominally, a local lord.
Such a figure was merely a subordinate supported by Losa.
