Chapter 61.2

“As for the disposition… What would you do?”

“There is no villain who goes unpunished in the world, right? She will be punished for her wrongdoings. Kill all involved and reclaim the property of the Greenwood family.”

“That’s the right decision.”

“Of course, before that, I have to find out how she harmed my father. Did you also get her confession about it?”

“Yes, please wait a moment.”

As the aide said so, he then went to the door and opened it.

Soon, two servants came in with a large frame.

Glenn could quickly identify it.

“It’s… It’s a painting from my father’s room.”

It was a painting of an angel who was protected by the god of heaven, kicking out the underground god through the window of light.

There was a folk tale that when a person died, the apostle of the underworld led them to the underworld.

For this reason, it was very common to put a painting of driving out the underground god in someone’s sick room.

So when Mrs. Grace presented this painting as a gift, saying, “I hope you get well soon”, no one doubted her good intention.

The aide pointed to the painting and started explaining.

“Please check here. Can you feel the different texture of the paint? It’s a mixture of paint and some kind of powder.”

“Is it poison?”

“It can be used as a drug that keeps people falling asleep. It’s a very small amount, so it can’t harm healthy people, but…….”

“It would be fatal if you were as weak as my father.”

“Yes, he will continue to fall asleep and become weaker, and gradually die from paralysis. It’s a very clever and vicious way. I’m glad you noticed it before it’s too late.”

Glenn had brought a lot of famous doctors to examine his father, but everyone gave the same answer, “I don’t know why His Grace can’t recover his consciousness.”

Now the cause was finally revealed.

But what Glenn was most curious about was not the way his aunt hurt his father.

The important thing was whether he could find a way to treat his father based on the finding that he had from the painting.

Then Glenn quickly asked.

“So what did she say about my father’s condition? Will he recover?”

“I can’t say for sure, but he is very stable at the moment. We’ll have to wait and see for more details.”

It was not a situation where he could think positively, but it was a much more hopeful situation than before.

“If there is a change in his condition, let me know immediately.”

“Of course!”

Aside from finding an antidote, he could do nothing more about his father’s condition.

All he could do was punish those involved with this brutal severity to prevent it from happening again.

Glenn’s expression, as he received the report from his aide, hardened horribly.

It was time to use his sword.

* * *

Some time later, when the murder attempt to harm the previous Marquis was discovered and all the punishments of those involved were completed.

Good news arrived to the Winterfell family, who had been full of horrendous talk of the recent series of execution and banishment.

“Wow… How much is all that?”

“It’s blinding, so blinding.”

“But why did they collect them like that? What does a dragon collect gold and silver treasures and use them for?”

“Their kind of race likes shiny things.”

At a vacant lot in the Winterfell castle.

There was a mountain of shiny gold coins and jewels.

The expedition team that went to investigate Dragon lair has finally returned, with an enormous amount of gold and silver treasure.

“Ah! Be careful!”

A servant, who was moving a heavy bag, stumbled and collapsed.

The merchant, looking at the merry mess, murmured quietly.

“That’s incredible. It’ll take a long time to sort everything out here. If all of these are released at once, the price will drop, so take your time and put it on trade slowly. It’s not like the gold is running away, is it?”

Upon hearing of the arrival of the expedition, it was for sure Wayne of the Federation of Northern Merchants, whom Nadia called some time ago.

Glenn looked at him and said.

“I’ll leave everything related to you. I’ll give you more commission.”

“Thank you.”

Gold and silver treasures were not the only ones found in the dead dragon’s lair.

Relics from the ancient kingdom that existed a thousand years ago and inexplicable ancient documents were also found.

If they put it up for auction, they would be able to sell it to artifact collectors at a high price.

However, there was something that was the most unusual among them.

“Look at this, Your Grace.”

“Hmm?”

Glenn turned to the knight calling him.

The knight from the expedition stood close to something bizarre.

The unidentified object caught Glenn’s eyes before he even looked at the knight. Then, he asked judgingly.

“What in the world is that.?”

The size was as big as three big cats crouching together.

The color was light ivory. And a round shape with no angles.

It was like…….

“I found something like this at the end of the lair. If I was right, this is…….”

“It looks like an egg.”

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