Faced with Bylegang's complete indifference, Bazby sighed softly, "If among these upper echelon nobility there appeared one even slightly curious individual, I think that thin veil wouldn't be able to shield their gaze from the nobility."
Bylegang merely chuckled and said, "I'd actually like to see them make some small moves, so life wouldn't seem so boring... Alright, enough of that, what's the hurry in finding me? Today, didn't you have your 'meal'?"
Speaking of which, Bylegang squinted his eyes, "Yet I catch a whiff of some sweet scent on you."
Bazby remained unaffected, only replied blandly, "Today, some foreigners intruded into the territory. The patrol team chased them all the way, and eventually, their carriage fell off the cliff on the outskirts of the castle. No bodies were found, so there's reason to believe they've already infiltrated the castle."
"You say today?" Bylegang seemed contemplative, not knowing exactly what he was thinking.
