The valet named Fenton replied respectfully, "Sixty-three years, sir."


    "And your daughter... I heard she''s doing well in Morhen?" Godwin asked.


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    "More or less." Fenton nodded, chuckling. "Word has it that she''s the leader of the Martial Alliance or


    some thingamajig. We''d never understand what the young ones are up to these days."


    Godwin turned toward his valet and old friend with a smile. "Well, Frank''s alive. Does their betrothal still


    count?"


    "Of course, my lord. I''ll send word to my daughter right away and have her depart to Riverton and


    protect Master Frank immediately."


    "Good." Godwin nodded in satisfaction but soon shook his head and sighed. "Danger lurks in every


    corner of Draconia. We can only wait until that silly boyes around!"


    "He''s wise beyond his age. He will eventually understand your plight, sir."


    Both men were still speaking when a uniformed soldier suddenly entered.


    "Sir!" He saluted Godwin.


    "Report." Godwin was suddenly the figure of authority from earlier. His age and exasperation seemingly


    lost in an instant, reced by a quiet might and detachment.


    "Sir, General Rambada of Talman is asking to see you."


    "Rambada?" Godwin chuckled coolly, ncing at Fenton as he growled, "It seems like those brats have


    come to cause trouble again."


    "Hahaha... Spare the rod, spoil the child."


    "Then let''s give them a spanking as per usual!" Godwin slowly rose to his feet, his grim presence as a


    military man overflowing.


    Even the soldier who had just arrived was shaking in his boots and sweating down his spine! -


    Back at Riverton, Frank took a moment to collect himself outside Lane Manor.


    Pushing the troubles with his old man and Mystic Sky Sect out of his mind, he entered Lane Manor.


    Helen leapt into his arms as soon as he saw her, and he held her in turn,forting her endlessly. "It''s


    alright now. I''ve dealt with the Lionhearts."


    He did not forget to nod at Burt and thank him.


    He actually did not n for Burt to help today, and he was actually surprised to see Burt recover so


    quickly while his abilities improved to the next level. The man might even be more gifted than he


    thought!


    "You don''t have to thank me, brother. It''s what I should do," Burt scratched his head awkwardly, only


    speaking up when Frank and Helen were done hugging.


    He was just about to excuse himself when Helen stopped him. "Officer Yorkman, I know this might be


    too much to ask, but could you find out where my mother is?"


    After hearing her request, Burt turned toward Frank.


    Frank might have no love for Gina and Cindy, but he knew blood rtions were not so easily severed.


    If anything, Helen did not ask the favor out of worry but instead, out of obligation as Gina''s daughter.


    In reality, Helen had given up on Gina and Cindy and only had time for either of them now that she


    ensured that Frank was safe.


    It was obvious who was more important in Helen''s heart now.


    "Yeah. I''m counting on you, brother." Frank nodded, knowing that Burt was absolutely reliable when it


    came to finding people—it would be right to trust him.