Before the sun rose as usual, Horn was already woken up early by his loyal attendants.
This time, he did not go to the Holy Seat restaurant for a meal.
Instead, he sat in the dining room of his own small estate, watching Jeanne hum a song while frying bread and boiling milk in the kitchen.
Taking this opportunity, he turned to René sitting by his side: "How are things in the city?"
"The situation basically stabilized in the latter half of the night. During the Central Council, there were already soldiers and the Defensive Army patrolling, so the residents are quite used to it.
Currently, we have suspended postal services, are inspecting all letters and parcels, and have control over all docks and bridges."
Having served as the head of the Anti-Corruption Hall for eight years, René was already quite adept at this kind of situation.
Horn nodded satisfactorily.
