Chapter 707: Chapter 244: Ten Magic Ore Stones (10,000) (Part 2)
Godfrey was startled and quickly spoke, "Master, Marquis... didn’t show much indication..."
Donovan, who had been lying in bed for over a decade, suddenly sat up with his bloated body.
His pair of cloudy and feeble eyes were filled with rage at this mont.
But in the next second.
A sense of powerlessness erged within Donovan’s body.
Donovan collapsed powerlessly onto the mattress.
Just like his feeble body, his words beca weak and listless.
"Forget it... forget it..."
"Now Mark Ducas is the Marquis and holds all authority over the Sword and Shield Corps."
"It’s just... the efforts accumulated over generations by the Ducas family may be lost overnight..."
As he spoke the last words.
Donovan’s voice had already turned into a murmur.
He didn’t care at all whether Godfrey, who was not far away, heard him or not.
Donovan’s gaze once again turned to Godfrey and he spoke.
"Is there anything else? If not, then withdraw; I’m a bit tired."
Godfrey stood there, a whirlwind of thoughts swirled in his mind.
Finally, he could not help but ask, "Master, there’s sothing Godfrey wishes to consult you about."
Donovan, gasping for air, responded, "Speak."
Godfrey went straight to the point, "Have you ever bestowed the Southern Border Land by the Aladia River, adjacent to the Elfini Empire, upon a lord nad Lynn?"
Donovan seed to recall, repeating Godfrey’s words.
"Southern Border Land..."
"By the Aladia River..."
"Adjacent to the Elfini Empire..."
"Lynn... Lynn..."
After pondering for a few seconds.
Lawrence shook his head, "Godfrey, I seem not to rember."
Upon hearing this, Godfrey promptly replied, "Alright, then Godfrey will not disturb your rest any further."
Lawrence responded, "Withdraw."
Godfrey respectfully bowed and retreated out of the room.
He could vaguely still hear Donovan repeating that na.
"Lynn... Lynn..."
But there was no follow-up.
He opened the door and closed it with both hands.
After instructing the soldiers to take good care of Donovan,
He, together with Danke, began to retrace their path back.
Seeing Godfrey silent, seemingly deep in thought,
Danke, who followed behind, naturally did not speak to disturb him.
At this mont, Godfrey indeed was contemplating his conversation with Donovan.
Donovan doesn’t rember ever bestowing the land to Lynn?
Godfrey felt.
There were likely only two possibilities in this matter.
First, Donovan, being advanced in age and severely injured, bedridden for many years, indeed forgot about the bestownt.
Second, Donovan was not willing to disclose it to him.
Adding to that, the déjà vu he felt when first eting Lynn...
Godfrey speculated in his heart.
Lynn’s true identity most likely had a significant connection to Donovan.
Could Lynn be Donovan’s blood descendant?
Is he protecting Lynn?
As soon as this thought erged, Godfrey’s eyes lit up instantly.
But soon.
A doubt arose in his mind again.
If it truly was to protect Lynn, why bestow Lynn to the Southern Border Land?
Infested with bandits, remote and desolated, even isolated from the world!
But at the turn of thought.
The last ti he went to Lynn’s territory, he clearly saw that Lynn had everything!
Though now his strength was weak.
Yet Lynn possessed farmland, labor, and fine salt...
He also had walls that kept dangers out of his territory!
Given sufficient ti, he would surely develop into a powerful Great Lord!
A daring idea surfaced in Godfrey’s mind.
Donovan first sensed the changes in the Kaldi Empire and anticipated a crisis for the Ducas Clan.
Intentionally sending Lynn to the Southern Border Land to develop.
Thus, safeguarding the last bloodline of the Ducas family?
Besides that.
Godfrey couldn’t think of any other reason why the late-in-life child of Donovan would be bestowed upon the borderlands.
Godfrey and Danke gradually went further and further away.
They didn’t realize that a tall and slender figure stood on the third-floor outdoor balcony behind them.
A pair of sharp eyes piercing through the Black Night, squarely stared at their departing silhouettes.
After a mont.
A guard erged from the doorway behind and, after taking a few steps forward, stood still behind the slender figure.
The guard lowered his head and reported, "Marquis, just now Knight Commander Godfrey had been in the Master’s bedroom."
Mark Ducas muttered, "What did they talk about?"
The guard continued, "Initially, it was about bringing Lord Lawrence back alive."
"Then, it was about the three thousand Sword and Shield Corps soldiers remaining in the Duchy of the Red Dragon."
"He also inquired about your attitude, Marquis."
"Knight Commander Godfrey said you didn’t show much reaction."
Mark acknowledged without interrupting the guard’s narration.
"Lastly, it’s about... a lord nad Lynn."
Mark’s eyebrow instantly rose, "A lord nad Lynn?"
"Are you sure you didn’t mishear?"
Sensing the change in Mark’s tone, the guard quickly bent forward.
He confidently said, "Yes, Marquis, I’m sure I didn’t mishear, it’s a lord nad Lynn!"
"His territory is in the Southern Border, by the Aladia River, adjacent to the Elfini Empire!"
Seeing the firm expression of the guard, Mark’s brow furrowed even more deeply.
He naturally rembered this na!
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