After reaching the brothel, Zion realized that there were two types of servants here. The first kind of servant was of higher positions that included the Dhampir residents belonging to half minotaur race. Whereas the second category, the servants working under them, were humans who had no free will whatsoever. Whatever they were told, they would have to do without complaining.

Zion's shoulders relaxed after seeing this kind of situation. At least he made a good choice when he wrote Dhampir resident after all. He had the free will to stalk Prince Linton all he wanted. ​​

So after some time, Zion found one of the human servants standing all alone in one corner. This particular human servant was given under Zion's care by the brothel manager just when he went inside the office to take the seal.

So he was free to interrogate this person without any hesitation. "Did you see Prince Linton entering this place today?"

Zion had already found out that the blonde's name was Linton back when he was staying in the palace. But he still didn't know details about this person. For Zion, every character had a different background that often separated them individually. He would never believe that a two-faced person like Prince Linton wouldn't have any secrets. And Zion was willing to stalk that person all day long in this brothel to find that secret.

The human, who was suddenly getting interrogated, glanced up with a blank look in his eyes. His attire was messy. It could be said that this servant looked more like a beggar than a regular servant. Even his hair seemed as if he hadn't washed it for a long time. That man was in a daze for a few seconds before he parted his chapped lips. "Yes….he did."

"What did he do?"

The human servant didn't understand why the senior officer asked this question, but he didn't say a single word of complaint. He opened his mouth and said, "He just entered the same room as always."

It looked like Prince Linton even had a room that was always booked for him. Zion nodded and sent the servant off. The man bowed and walked off with the bucket in his hand. For a while, he felt sympathetic for that servant. This person was a human, and he was treated so badly that Zion could see zero emotions in his eyes. He even had dark circles.

Zion pursed his lips and decided to focus on the task at hand. After that, he would just contact this servant and take him under his wing.

And just like that, the next day arrived. Zion slept in the servant's quarters where almost all the senior servants were sleeping. After getting ready for the next day, he finally managed to see the person he was looking for: Prince Linton.

The blond man didn't recognize Zion. Of course, a sane person wouldn't even suspect that this senior servant was a detective aristocrat in the past. The difference between the bodily configurations of the aristocrats and the ordinary servants was totally different. So they wouldn't even think of comparing the two people. That was why Zion was relaxed after changing his identity. He believed no one could identify him.

The prince first went inside the staff room, where he nodded at the brothel manager before making himself comfortable in the room. A human servant served a cup of tea as the prince sat down with a straight back. He carefully sipped the tea without looking at the manager.

Zion sneakily entered the room and hid behind the door, quietly watching the scene from the shadows.

"Your highness, what brings you here today?" The manager glanced at the prince with glistening eyes as he rubbed his palms. He seemed like he was waiting for Linton's arrival.

Prince Linton showed a bored expression on his face and squinted his eyes. "Why are you asking?"

The manager grinned and said, "If you are here for a special purpose, I'll send you off to your room." It almost looked like this manager was the happiest person alive who couldn't wait to earn more money from the prince.

Linton snorted and leaned back on the wall while staring outside the window. At this time, spring had just arrived, which resulted in colorful flowers blooming on the trees. The prince glanced at those flowers indifferently as his voice echoed. "Blooming flowers are going to fall soon. I have to be ready for that day."

The manager tilted his head, hearing those words. Blooming flowers? Why would those flowers fall? It was strange hearing about such a thing in spring.

But Zion understood these words. From what he heard, he could tell that something was about to happen in this kingdom that would wreak havoc. His brows wrinkled at that.

He didn't get time to dwell on it before he saw the prince getting up on his feet and smiled at the aristocrat manager. "Don't worry about the room. Fetch Lisa for me."

The manager's smile dimmed a little, but he forced himself to keep a pleasant expression. After that, he nodded and walked away.

Room? Zion frowned. Perhaps Linton had been coming here to meet someone in a special room while giving more money to the manager. This was why the manager's face was full of happiness when he saw the prince entering the brothel and why his expressions became sad when Linton refused to enter the 'room.'

Zion didn't go after the manager and instead kept glancing at the prince whose corners of lips turned down as the latter stared at the door in displeasure. Then Linton said to himself. "Now that I have made this decision, I hope to save a few flowers from falling off the tree."

Save a few flowers?

Zion's brows furrowed after hearing those words. This prince seemed to be hiding many things in his heart. That was the reason why he suspected this person in the first place. But now, when Prince Linton started saying those words, he realized that there might be a deeper meaning behind it.

It almost seemed as if the prince was being forced to side with the murderers to save someone. But who? And what was the reason behind this action?

Zion didn't know, but he knew that he would uncover the truth behind this incident. For now, he would keep following this prince. Even though this person's words might seem like he was saving someone, Zion still suspected Linton. After all, he didn't know the reason behind those words.

But just what was Linton trying to do now?

He followed the prince in the shadows. When he saw Linton entering a room with a beautiful woman in his arms, his eyes squinted as he followed the two of them.

Zion sneaked inside the room and hid behind a folding screen as he crouched. He glanced at the prince from the hole.