Roland sat in front of his desk in a daze, he did not expect that someone would actually dare to kill his way into the castle, if not for Nightingale's timely discovery, he was afraid that he would have already been killed.
Who was it this time? The third princess, or some other brother and sister? Was there a need to be so anxious, the five years of the Fight for the Throne, now only a few months have passed, Roland impatiently pounded the table, this is simply unreasonable, can't they let me spend the winter peacefully?
Outside the door came the sound of footsteps, Chief Knight Carter Lannis pushed open the door and entered, "Your Royal Highness, the identities of the dead have been identified, seven of the eight corpses were originally members of the patrol team, the identity of one is unknown. The other two are still alive, one was treated by the witch … no, by Miss Pine, but he still hasn't woken up. The other one has been detained in the dungeon and is being closely guarded. "
Patrol team? I knew that this team raised by the former Lord was unreliable, Roland thought while gnashing his teeth, out of ten people, eight had betrayed him, not allowing this group of people to join the militia was really the right choice.
"The one who is locked up, you tell your men to keep a close eye on him, don't let him commit suicide like last time!"
"Last time … like that?"
"Cough, nothing," Roland shook his head, it seemed that after being woken up by Nightingale early in the morning, even his brain was confused, "In short, I want to know everything from his mouth, who is the mastermind, who contacted him, who bought him, I will leave all of these to you to investigate."
"Yes, Your Royal Highness," Carter did not immediately leave, but instead knelt down on one knee, "This time, letting the assassins sneak into the castle was my negligence, I hope Your Royal Highness will punish me."
"Enough, you were not in the castle at the time, this has nothing to do with you."
"So …" Carter hesitated, "Can you tell me, in the end, who was it that stopped this assassination? I saw from the scene, they … "The Knight swallowed his saliva," They seemed to be killed by the same person, and they didn't even have the strength to fight back. "
"You can tell?" Roland asked curiously.
"If they were evenly matched, the scene wouldn't be so clean, and the wounds would be so varied," Carter said in a low voice. "Everyone fell in a small warehouse. Aside from blood and corpses, there was almost no damage to any of the objects placed on the ground. The big boxes that stored the cured meat didn't even have a sword mark on them. In other words, that person did not use any cover and was wandering around in a small empty space. With all due respect, Your Highness, this is simply unbelievable. "
"I see." Roland nodded. He understood what she meant. In theory, no matter how strong a person was, once he was surrounded, he would fall into an extremely disadvantageous situation. In actual combat, it would not be like what was shown in the movies, where it looked like an encirclement, but people would still fall one by one. An attack from a blind spot would be especially fatal. Therefore, in a one-versus-many situation, the correct strategy was to rely on the terrain and environment, allowing oneself to face the enemy head-on.
However, Nightingale was no ordinary person.
"No matter what, go do what you have to do first. This person can't show up for the time being, but when the time is right, I will tell you. "
Although the Chief Knight was loyal and reliable to himself, and also knew that Anna and Nana were witches, Roland still chose to conceal the existence of Nightingale. Because she was different from the other two witches, she did not belong to his side, and the reason she stayed in Border Town was only for Anna. Behind her was the Witch Cooperation Association, and sooner or later, she would leave this place.
Carter left with a disappointed look on his face.
Roland could understand his thoughts. As a swordsman, he constantly practiced and accumulated swordsmanship for hundreds of years, and took it as the truth. But when he saw an incomprehensible scene, he was bound to doubt himself – if swordsmanship could be so exquisite, then what was the point of being so proud of?
"I thought you would call me out," Nightingale appeared. She was still sitting at the corner of the desk, and said with her legs crossed.
"I thought so too. Why don't you just settle down here, and work as my secret guard. You will get a monthly salary of two Golden Dragon, which is twice as much as Anna, do you want to consider it? " Roland began to persuade her, "The house has a garden, two days off a week, and every year you will get paid leave – well, it means that you will get paid while you rest."
To his surprise, this time the other didn't flatly refuse, but instead smiled and said, "I can't abandon my partner."
"Then call them all, after the winter is over, Border Town will have a big construction, and when the time comes, we can accommodate as many people as we want. And … witches can also walk on the streets without discrimination, and no one will think of you as evil. "
"Wait until you achieve this," Nightingale said with a shrug.
Alright, Amway still depended on the product. This kind of thing could only be done slowly. Roland changed the subject, "Has Nana been safely sent back?"
"Uh-huh, she was really scared."
The Prince sighed, he was woken up by Nightingale in the middle of the night, and after seeing the scene, he almost vomited. She briefly explained what had happened, and Roland ordered her to secretly bring Nana out. The little girl, who usually only treated chickens, saw a living person covered in blood, and immediately fainted. In short, after a lot of chaos, she was able to heal the patrol captain with a face full of tears.
In order not to let his family know, Nightingale was also responsible for taking her back.
When everything was finished, it was almost dawn.
"What do you think of this matter? Can you guess which of my good brothers or sisters did it? "
Nightingale shook her head, "They are all patrol members, the only exception is that they didn't carry any evidence related to their identity. If it was a bribe, anyone can do it … but I think, this matter may have nothing to do with your brother and sister."
"Why?"
"Because it was too careless. It was an operation with many people, but there was internal strife in the team. After the failure, they didn't immediately commit suicide, and at least two people were left alive. And at that time, their performance was unprofessional, just like a street thug. This is not like the style of your brother and sister, but more like a layman's plan. I think even if I wasn't there, this assassination had no possibility of success … Don't forget that Anna is sleeping downstairs. "
Nightingale picked up Roland's cup, took a sip without a care, and then said, "Anyway, your Knight has gone to the dungeon to ask for a confession, and I bet he will soon know the truth — compared to your sister's chess piece, that guy is much inferior. He was kneeling and begging me not to kill him."
"The seriously injured patrol captain … I seem to have seen him."
"Really?" Nightingale tilted her head, "I think you should thank him. If he hadn't entangled the other guys, I wouldn't have found out so quickly that there were rats in the basement. Although I don't know why he did it, the enemy of our enemy is our friend, right? "
That's right, Roland thought, but the point is not whether he is a friend or an enemy, but what Nightingale said.
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