Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1285: Her Majesty’s Theatre

On the screen was Gareth’s slightly pale face. Sir Perkins of the Foggy City Knight Bureau listened silently to his report through Earth’s Ear.

“…My deepest apologies, Mr. Perkins. We failed to stop him from leaving.”

After a moment of silence, Sir Perkins frowned and asked, “Did he really say he would return to the castle prison?”

Gareth nodded. “He did say that.”

“I understand.” Sir Perkins nodded. “The matter of Farrell’s breach is to be known only to those who participated in the prison island incident. Issue a gag order to the knights stationed on the island.”

“But sir… this is Farrell. He’s already left the prison island,” Gareth said in disbelief.

Sir Perkins shook his head, somewhat helplessly. “Since he said he would return, then he certainly will. He has never broken his word.”

“But—”

“That’s enough.” Sir Perkins waved his hand. “The castle prison couldn’t hold him anyway. Three Knights of the Round Table were like children before him, utterly powerless. Gareth, don’t you understand yet?”

“Sir?”Sir Perkins sighed. “Back then, it wasn’t that we had the ability to imprison Farrell in the castle prison—it was that he willingly walked in himself.”

“What?!”

Ignoring Gareth’s shock, Sir Perkins said solemnly, “Knight Gareth, I’m assigning you a new task. You have six hours to rest and travel. Proceed with Dagonet to the designated operation point for your suppression of ‘Doomsday Myth.’ Also, inform Lancelot to return to Her Majesty’s side as soon as possible and resume her duties.”

Gareth stood at attention and acknowledged the order.

After ending the communication, Sir Perkins walked alone into the depths of the estate. Passing through layers of tightly secured mechanisms, he finally arrived at a secret chamber accessible only to the highest authority of the Foggy City Knight Bureau.

Inside stood a massive throne. Upon it sat a suit of silver armor in a seated posture, regal like a king.

Sir Perkins slowly stepped before the armored thr