Siderius stared at the Baron. His gaze made Jude uncomfortable, like a piercing arrow penetrating inside his skin.
"What?" The Baron said.
"You and I may need to have a discussion. I know the identity of the Phantom."
And it seemed like Jude could also guess it by the looks of his face. His expression darkened, it was filled with guilt and sorrow.
Siderius didn't push the matter further. He turned toward the newly awakened victims.
He already knew of Anna, the maid inside the Baron's estate. The other one was a male servant. The soldier helped them up and carried them toward the infirmary. They had slept for a few weeks, their legs weren't working like they used to before. It might take a bit of time for them to recover.
Anna turned her head back before leaving. "May I know your name, sir?"
"It's Siderius."
"Oh…"
The soldier carried her away. He saw the light in her eyes. Another one fell into the trap.
"Stop looking. He's a high lord." The soldier said.
"No way!"
