Morning.
As Herbert walked out of the Third Commandment Hall, he happened to meet Cultivator Jeffs waiting at the entrance.
"Lord Herbert, there's a group of people here looking for you."
Jeffs, who had just been released from interrogation, looked somewhat haggard, as if he had been skinned, yet strangely relaxed.
He looked at the puzzled Herbert, his expression respectful, and said softly, "They claim to be the servants of the Albert Family."
They came quickly!
This was Herbert's first thought upon hearing the news.
He had written to the Silver Wings Duke three days ago to notify him of the financial request, and today he received a reply and package.
Letters can be delivered directly to the Monastery over long distances via magic, but not living people.
Even if they could use a teleportation array to reach the nearest city, they'd still need at least two and a half days of trekking through the perilous Misty Mountains to reach the Monastery.
