Late at night, in the luxurious bedroom of the manor's main house …
Shirley's father paced back and forth gloomily and complained to Shirley's mother, "It's all your fault! You said that you would agree to the marriage and let the humble boy get in touch with the nobles, so that he would leave Shirley voluntarily. What happened? He clung to her even more tightly! "
"I didn't know that he was so shameless!" Shirley's mother said gloomily.
Shirley's father snorted. "You don't understand humanity at all. Such a poor boy only wants to become a noble through marriage. The more we show him, the more eager he will be. How can he leave voluntarily?"
"You know everything! You know everything! Then why did you agree to my idea and the marriage? "Shirley's mother roared." Tell me, what can you do? Shirley's mind seems to be controlled by magic. She won't listen to me! She's even threatening me with her life!
Shirley's father chuckled coldly. "Of course I have a solution."
Shirley's mother was briefly stunned. "You have a solution? What is it? Why didn't you say so earlier? "
The series of questions exposed her panicked, anxious, and resentful heart.
"I've asked someone to observe the boy. He's very interested in herbology and pharmacy. He often goes to the swamp to look for unique herbs." Shirley's father raised his right hand gloomily. "Later, I'll find a mercenary to follow him to the swamp, and then …"
He made a gesture of breaking the boy's throat.
"What? You're going to kill him? Aren't you afraid that Shirley will hate us for the rest of her life? Aren't you afraid that she'll kill herself? She often threatens us with her life! "Shirley's mother exclaimed.
Shirley's father put on a cruel smile. "How can she suspect us? We've been softened by her and agreed to the marriage. How could we have agreed to the marriage if we wanted to kill him? "
"You …" Shirley's mother suddenly realized something. "That's why you agreed to the marriage?"
"Yes. Why else would I have given in?" Shirley's father nodded. "At the party today, the young men who liked Shirley seemed dissatisfied with the poor boy. Shirley must've suspected them. Jealousy has always been one of the main reasons for crimes."
"Very good. I don't want to see that poor boy again!" Shirley's mother smiled in satisfaction. "Honey, you're so smart. When are you going to do it? I have to keep an eye on Shirley."
Shirley's father shook his head and said, "Don't be hasty. Like I said, jealousy has always been one of the main factors in crime. Those kids are all nobles, and they have always been bold to do anything to civilians. So, let's observe them for a while. Maybe they can help us achieve our goal. Then we don't have to take the risk to find the adventurers ourselves. Hehe, that's why I agreed to this banquet. "
"You're always right." Shirley's mother nodded with a smile.
…
In a guest room of the manor's main house.
The three nobles who had been the most provocative during the banquet quietly gathered together.
"Andrew, I can't control my anger." One of the naturally curly haired aristocrats said angrily.
The tall and fat young noble named Andrew said gloomily, "Me too! Yes, I liked Cher a lot, but not to the point where I would go crazy if I couldn't get her. So, if she were to marry another noble, I would only be sad, but I wouldn't do anything extreme. But, she was going to marry a commoner, a commoner who had no hope of awakening his bloodline! This is an insult to my dignity as a noble. How can I face other people at banquets in the future? 'Hey, Andrew, you can't even beat a civilian boy?' "
"Yes, I can't wait to kill him right now!" Another young man who had amber-colored eyes waved his fist heavily.
The naturally curly noble who spoke first nodded hard. "I feel the same as you. However, that poor boy is now Shirley's fiancé. If we do anything, I'm afraid that Baron Brenzell and his wife will be infuriated. They have a lot of influence in this area."
He was rather upset. Brenzell was Shirley's surname.
The room immediately fell into indescribable silence.
Suddenly, Andrew snorted. "We don't have to do that at all."
"Huh?" The other two looked at him in confusion.
Andrew smiled. "I know a night watcher. As long as he accuses the poor boy of being a magic apprentice, everything will be fine."
"He's a magic apprentice?" The amber-eyed young noble asked in shock.
"Whether or not he used to be, he definitely will be in the future." Andrew said viciously.
Oh! The other two nobles were no stranger to such tricks. They immediately understood what Andrew really meant.
"But what if Baron Brenzell goes to rescue him?" The naturally curly noble raised a question.
Andrew chuckled. "Ever since the Church occupied Aalto, those sorcerers have been hiding even more inconspicuously. Many night watchers haven't killed any evildoers for a long time. It's said that the leadership of the Inquisition is a bit dissatisfied, fearing that the night watchers at the bottom level will lose their value. Therefore, as long as there are clues about sorcerers, those night watchers will certainly not let go of them. As long as we get 'evidence' before Baron Brenzell rescues him and make the poor boy confess, will the baron still dare to go against the Inquisition and the Church?"
"If there is no 'evidence', we'll make him 'die' because of the interrogation before the baron rescues him. After all, he's just a civilian. Nobody will really blame him." The amber-eyed young noble added and perfected the plan.
The naturally curly noble said worriedly, "But in such a way, will the night watchers be used to 'manufacturing sorcerers'? Will they find out about us?"
"Idiot, we're nobles!" Andrew cursed. "Alright, let's gather some 'Quintal' so that it'll be easier to persuade the night watcher that I know."
While the three of them were discussing, a maid was standing outside of the door. She was holding a tea tray in her right hand, and her left hand was frozen in the air, maintaining the posture before she knocked on the door.
Her face was pale, and her ears slightly shivered, allowing her to hear everything inside clearly.
She was a human being with a special bloodline. Although she did not activate her bloodline and become a Knight, she had extraordinary hearing since she was a child. Therefore, she was assigned to serve the guest room by the Brenzells.
Holding her breath, the maid quietly turned around and left the door step by step. It was not until she passed the corner that she sped up and went to the master bedroom.
"Very good. You've done a good job. I'll take care of it. Don't tell the lady, in case she's worried." Said Baron Brenzell "indignantly".
Hehe, this is a great plan. After tonight and tomorrow, Vicente's life will be unsalvageable no matter what I do. Shirley, don't blame me. There's nothing I can do … He rehearsed how to comfort Shirley in his heart. Well, after Vicente was caught, he would bury the maid in the garden.
No loopholes could be left behind.
The next morning, the maid, who had a nightmare, woke up early and served breakfast for the guests, only to discover that Andrew and the other young nobles had left at some point.
"Have they started to take action?" The maid was a little worried. Miss Shirley was gentle and kind, and she treated her servants very well. She never beat, scolded, or tortured them. If her fiancé died, she would be very sad. Would the baron be able to stop it in time?
In her worry, she walked to Shirley's bedroom without her knowing. She heard a gentle female voice humming a happy melody inside.
"Miss Viktor is very happy …" She thought to herself. Maybe she should tell Miss Viktor to hide for a while and wait for the baron to solve the problem before coming back.
In her impression, Andrew's family was much more illustrious than the baron's. Therefore, she was worried that the baron could not stop it in time.
She wandered at the door, unable to make up her mind. On one hand, the lady was very nice to her, and on the other hand, the baron's order.
Suddenly, the door was opened. Shirley looked at her in shock, not knowing why she was here.
After the atmosphere froze for a moment, Shirley asked gently, "What happened, Nice? Is there anything I can do for you? "She thought that Nice was here to ask her for help.
Nisse shuddered. She made up her mind in the gentle concern. She quickly looked around and whispered, "Let's talk in the room."
After closing the door, Shirley listened to Nisse tell her the whole story.
Her face suddenly turned pale, and her heart was filled with worry. If it was just a simple false accusation, she believed that there would be no problem if she begged her father to come forward. However, there were several corpses hidden in Vicente's basement, several corpses that he had dissected!
If the night watchers found them, who would believe that he was not a sorcerer except for herself?
Her parents were not very satisfied with Vicente in the first place. Under normal circumstances, it was possible that they would help him, but under such circumstances, they would definitely not vouch for Vicente.
No, she had to inform Vicente and ask him to destroy the bodies or throw them back into the swamp! Shirley paced back and forth anxiously and decided to go to Vicente's house.
It was not that she did not want to ask faster servants or guards to take her place, but there was no way that she would tell anyone about the bodies!
… …
Inside the new cemetery …
Oliver and another burial man were left here by George. Because the gravekeeper had just been buried in the cemetery today, the city hall and the Church could not find a replacement, so they asked George to watch over the cemetery for a couple of days. Once there were signs of the undead creatures, he would immediately light up the fireworks so that the night watchers could come.
George did not want to stay in this gloomy and terrifying cemetery alone, so he left Oliver behind. This damn brat, how dare he seduce my daughter? I have to let him know that I am the one who controls his fate!
If it weren't for the fear that Oliver would run away, he would not have asked the other burial man to stay.
Oliver had suffered more pain than he had ever experienced before. The arrogance on his young face gradually disappeared, replaced by a numb expression. His heart was gradually becoming more mature.
"Only love is the only candlelight in this miserable world …" He said in a low voice. Although George's daughter was not beautiful and was not his type, she had warmed his desperate heart.
Looking at his companions, who seemed to be ready to fight at any time, Oliver decided to take a walk outside.
"If you dare to run away, I'll catch you and bury you alive!" The other burial man threatened him fiercely.
Oliver was in a bad mood again. He had been beaten up a lot recently. After leaving the gravekeeper's cabin, he paced slowly in the cemetery. The strong smell of the dead bodies could not affect him at all.
"The Silver Moon is so beautiful, but I am so miserable …" Oliver raised his head and looked at the bright Silver Moon. His emotions surged, and he was in the mood to write a poem. But just as he was about to write a sonnet, the ground beneath his feet suddenly disappeared, and he screamed, "Ah!"
Pa, hualala, a part of the graveyard directly collapsed, and countless white bones and rotten flesh were exposed. The laziness of the burial men had created an unstable ground.
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