Inside Londen City, Dream Blue Hotel.
Zahak had experienced an emotional rollercoaster throughout the afternoon.
Around two o'clock.
The Constitutional Soldiers heading to a secret port had lost contact, and the high-ranking officers sent to investigate had not returned.
At three-thirty, news came in.
Edmond had captured Goria and the fugitive target, and would soon rush to Londen City to rendezvous before returning to Imperial City.
And now.
Several dozen Constitutional Soldiers killed by Caroso and Claude, two, shattered in morale, had fled. They sent an urgent message using the Constitutional Army's trained hawks—Edmond's life or death was unknown, and the target might pass through Lavender Town to reach the coast.
It was almost nightfall now. If Edmond had started to come over with troops on fast horses, they should have arrived by now.
There was only one possibility.
"Edmond... that kind of man, is actually dead."