Kyle dragged the unconscious herb master through the village streets, still disguised as the Margrave's niece.
His steps were steady, precise, and every villager who glanced in his direction immediately looked away, sensing the tension in the air.
When he arrived at the Margrave manor, the guards parted without a word, recognizing the presence of power.
Inside, Margrave Ricca waited in her office, flanked by Silvy and a few senior staff members.
The moment Kyle stepped in, it stood up. Kyle casually dropped the herb master at her feet.
"That's the man who's been using mana to control you and your staff. You're free to deal with him however you see fit."
Kyle said calmly.
The Margrave looked at the unconscious figure, her eyes narrowing as old memories and strange compulsions resurfaced.
After a moment, she glanced back at Kyle and offered a graceful nod.
"Thank you. Truly. I will take care of things from here on. You've done more than enough already."
