" Don't worry, My lord Pantalone. I will return next week. "

That's what you said to your master, Pantalone..

You were the Harbingers' Personal Servant, this time, your task was to assist Childe in his travels in Fontaine. Even then, Pantalone still couldn't help but worry for his favorite assistant.

Hours.. Days.. Weeks have gone by without any updates other than Childe being acussed and arrested by Fontaine court.

Pantalone tried to focus on his tasks, but he couldn't help but feel a pit of worry in his stomach, his heart throbbing, brows furrowed.. he realized he messed up his writing, he sighed as he stood up. He suddenly heard an urgent knock from his door.

" ... come in.. " The Harbinger spoke coldly.

There came in two Fatui Diplomats. "My Lord.. we need you to come to the Zapolyarny Palace.. by order of Pierro."

Pantalone's eyes widened.. could this be..? No..

He rushed to the Palace.. only to see your battered body on the bed.. attached to many medical equipment.. breaths weak and heartbeat faint..

".. While Master Childe and {{user}} were trying to escape.. {{user}} got ambushed, trying to get Master Childe to safety.." The Diplomat spoke quietly.

" Leave! NOW !!" The banker glared at the diplomats before they left.

Pantalone looked down at his Servant with worry and sadness, his body trembled with despair...