"Jean!"

The guard and Matthew were shocked when Little Jean suddenly fainted. Not long after, the servants and guards outside arrived at the scene, and panic ensued between the servants and guards.

The head butler hurriedly parted the lines of guards who surrounded Little Jean and Matthew. He carried the Young Master who had lost his consciousness. He glanced at Matthew and asked.

"What happened?"

Matthew froze for a moment. He didn't know how to address this. Of course, he couldn't say that he had a strange power that could turn everything into a demon-like creature, right?

That would be his end!

"I—I don't know, Sir… Young Master suddenly screamed and fainted…." Matthew lied his way out. He didn't want to get caught, and he was afraid that he might get arrested by the church if they knew about his mysterious demonic power.

The head butler looked around and found nothing wrong until he noticed the moving fairies inside the painting in front of him. He peered suspiciously and then asked, "How about that painting? Did Young Master used his magic on the painting?"

"… yes," Matthew confirmed.

The head butler sighed and carried Little Jean on his arm, "Young Master had used his magic again. We will take him back to the Palace of Eau Saumont. Don't forget to call the Elder Magus to the Palace because we can't have Young Master Jean getting treated by someone else before receiving consent from His Highness Archduke."

The peaceful morning in the florist and art supplies store turned gloomy when Young Master Jean was carried to his carriage. He was guarded by the Head Butler.

The Head Butler was in charge of Young Master Jean. So he split the three carriages into two routes. One carriage had to go and fetch the Elder Magus from the Academy to heal Young Master, while the other two went straight to the Palace of Eau Saumont with Young Master inside to get consent from Archduke Maximillien.

The two carriages spurred their horses and went as quick as possible to the Palace of Eau Saumont.

The Head Butler checked on Young Master Jean. He thought the Young Master's skin would turn ashen, just like what Archduke Maximillien informed.

But strangely, his skin didn't turn ashen.

Somehow, the Head Butler suspected that Young Master Jean didn't faint due to the overuse of magic. But of something else.

'Was it because of that kid?' The Head Butler suspected. He heard Young Master Jean screamed before he fainted. Though he could barely understand what he was screaming about.

He also noticed blood on that kid, Matthew Moulin's shirt. Although amidst the panic, nobody seemed to notice it except him. And he didn't pay attention to it because he was so worried about Young Master.

'I have to tell this to His Highness Archduke. There's something about that Matthew kid that might be dangerous for Young Master Jean. There should be an investigation about him,' the Head Butler thought.

The carriage crossed the bridge and was on its way back to the Palace of Eau Saumont. The Head Butler looked at the river at the right side of the road and noticed a group consisting of around eleven horse riders coming their way.

He frowned. He thought it was just a group of travelers or hunters since this was close to the forest.

But who when they took out their sword, the Head Butler's eyes widened, and he alarmed the other carriage full of guards. He pulled the rope inside the carriage, and the warning bell was heard.

CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!

The soldier from the other carriage got alarmed instantly. They unsheathed their sword and saw the horse rider coming at Young Master Jean's carriage.

"ATTACK!" The crimson-haired leader yelled.

The loud scream of the horse riders startled the guards. But they were highly trained. The Coachman spurred the horse to the right, and inevitably, the carriage rolled over, blocking the road for the horse riders.

The guards already jumped out of the carriage before, ready to fight them.

But there was one horse rider, the crimson-haired leader, who jumped with his horse. The horse jumped over the obstacle and chased over Young Master Jean's carriage.

"Damn it!" The Head Butler cursed. "Faster! He is going after Young Master Jean!" He told the Coachman.

The Coachman spurred the horse as fast as he could, but the horse of that Crimson-haired man could catch up effortlessly.

The Head Butler knew that Young Master Jean's safety was the utmost priority. Thus he used the self-defense method that had been stored inside this carriage. He carried Young Master with one arm and then unlocked storage inside the carriage.

Inside the storage, there were around five magic scrolls. These magic scrolls were usable even for people without magic affinity. All he needed was just to open the scroll and directed it at the enemy.

He picked one scroll and then opened the window.

The crimson-haired man was getting nearer, so he had to do this fast, "Take this!"

The Head Butler opened the scroll. The magic rune immediately activated, shooting hundreds of sharp needles towards the crimson-haired man.

The man chuckled. He dodged the attack by going to the left and swung the sword midair. The sword was set ablaze, and the crimson-haired man caught up with the carriage.

He swung the sword again and yelled, "Sword Snake!"

His sword turned into a fire snake, and it went directly to the Coachman. The fire snake attacked the Coachman and killed it almost instantly by burning him to crisp.

"AAARRGGHH!!"

The painful cry of the Coachman alerted the Head Butler. Soon after, the horse lost control, and the carriage did a zig-zag before it rolled over.

The Head Butler shielded Young Master Jean with his body, but at the expense, he was the one who got bruised badly.

He felt that his rib had been broken once the carriage stopped rolling.

"Ugh…" Head Butler was grimacing in pain. He checked Young Master Jean and was relieved when he saw that Young Master Jean was mostly unharmed.

He was also glad that Young Master still fainted. It would've been unimaginably terrifying stuff if he saw what happened right now.

The crimson-haired man stopped right in front of the carriage. He got off his horse and then walked towards the Head Butler. He crouched and checked whether the old Head Butler was still breathing.

"Huh, old man, you're quite resilient of your own. I was thinking about killing you. But I guess you still have a life to live. I will just take the baby, okay?"

The crimson-haired man tried to take the baby, but the Head Butler still clutched on Little Jean tightly.

"No… please no…" The Head Butler begged with his last strength. Archduke Maximillien already told him that Young Master Jean was part of the duchy. And he was tasked to protect him. This was his duty for the young Archduke.

The crimson-haired man chuckled. He grabbed the Head Butler's wrist and twisted it, "ARRGGHH!"

The Head Butler screamed in agony when he realized that his wrist had been broken.

The crimson-haired man took Little Jean easily and then slipped a note inside the Head Butler's pocket.

"That's a note for your Master. I'll go with this kid, haha."

"No… please don't take Young Master…."