Benson Walton's POV:
Bertha looked as stiff as I was, and she almost tripped over her left foot and fell when she left. I subconsciously tried to help her, but her servant was one step ahead of me. Bersha didn't say anything and hurriedly apologized to me for her loss of self-control. She then left with her servants.
Only then did I retract my hand that was frozen in mid-air and watch her disappear around the corner. I silently retracted my gaze and continued working.
After that, there was nothing much to say. The journey was calm, and there was no danger. Naturally, there was no need for me to cooperate with anyone.
It was rare to encounter such a peaceful mission.
However, things would not always be smooth sailing. Just when I thought the mission had ended safely, a bolt from the blue came. General Aldrich was poisoned after drinking the special wine from the welfare supplies!
