Shirley was so shocked that she almost screamed. Then, looking around in a panic, she hurried forward and grabbed Vicente's hand.
Vicente was at a loss for what to do. He had no idea why she reacted like that.
Shirley tried to lower her voice and suppress her fear. "Vicente, run! The night watchers found the body in your basement."
"What?" The bad news hit Vicente like a shooting star. It was so sudden that he could not believe it at all, even though it was from Shirley, who he loved and trusted the most. "That's impossible! How could the night watchers know that there's a body in the basement? Why would they investigate me?"
If the night watchers could investigate every household thoroughly, there would be no sorcerers or night watchers in this world, because they would all be exhausted.
Seeing that Vicente was too emotional to take effective action, Shirley had to tell him the whole story. However, she tried to simplify it into one sentence. "Andrew felt humiliated and asked the night watchers to investigate you. They planned to kill you in the interrogation room. My maid happened to hear their plan."
"That explains a lot … I'm not a sorcerer. I don't want to be a sorcerer … Why did they force me to …" Vicente was so angry and panicked that he almost collapsed.
Shirley did not want to waste Vicente's time of hiding, so she made it short. "Don't worry. I'll ask my father to vouch for you. As long as you accept the examination, the Lord will know that you're not a sorcerer. However, you need to hide in the swamp for a few days so that my father has time to communicate with the other nobles and the Church."
Her clear words and calm behavior gradually calmed Vicente down. "Okay, I'll listen to you, Shirley."
At this moment, he could only place his hope on Baron Brenzell. It was not the first time that a noble vouched for a suspected sorcerer. Of course, it was necessary to accept the examination to make sure that the person was not a sorcerer.
"I don't have time to prepare clothes and food for you. You have to be more careful in the next few days. If Dad's operation goes smoothly, I will ask the guards to carve the marks on the trees at the edge of the swamp, the marks that we agreed on." Their relationship had been strongly opposed by the baron and his wife. For a while, they could not even write letters to each other. So, they gradually agreed on some simple marks to tell each other about themselves. Now, those marks could be put to use again.
Suddenly, Vicente's expression tensed up. "I seem to have seen a few shadows swaying outside your manor?"
He had a pair of cat-like pupils, and his eyesight was much better than that of ordinary people. At this moment, they were hiding in the garden, surrounded by many plants. It would be difficult for people outside to discover them.
"The Night Watchers are here …" Shirley whispered to herself. As Vicente's fiancée, she had no doubt that the Night Watchers would come to investigate, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.
Vicente became very nervous. Although there were many plants in the garden, as long as one walked in, it would not be difficult to easily see the two of them!
Hiding in the other houses of the manor? But the night watchers would definitely search the rooms one by one!
Running in circles and sneaking out?
When he was panicking, Shirley suddenly raised her head. "Vicente, you hide here first. I'll pretend to go to the west side of the swamp to find you and distract the Night Watchers. Five minutes later, you go to the east side of the swamp through the side gate of the manor."
"But … But … You'll be in danger …" In the eyes of ordinary people, the Night Watchers were as horrible as sorcerers, demons and devils.
Shirley shook her head firmly. "It's fine. I'm a noble. I'll be questioned at most. Vicente, hide now!"
… …
Outside the manor, the captain of the Night Watchers, Crazy Hound, ordered his team members, "You spread out and guard the different directions of the manor in case Vicente, the evil sorcerer, escapes. Tamer and I will go in and search."
Under such circumstances, the Night Watchers codenamed 'Tamer' were much more useful than the others. The 'magic creatures' that he had tamed could be put to good use.
"Captain, all the intelligence points to the swamp. We're only here to investigate the swamp area where Vicente often stays. We don't have to go through so much trouble, do we?" A team member felt that it was too time-consuming. There was no need to search and block the manor for now. The right way was to interrogate Vicente as soon as possible and then go to the swamp, in case someone secretly tipped off Vicente and let him hide in the depths of the swamp. Considering the environment there, unless all the Night Watchers in the duchy were mobilized, there was little hope for them to catch Vicente.
Although Crazy Hound had the word "crazy" in his nickname, he was very serious at this moment. "No matter what, you can't break the rules of the night watchers. You have to block the manor before you enter. Are you sure that Vicente is the only sorcerer here? Are you sure that his fiancée is not bewitched and corrupted? Are you sure that Baron Brenzell is not secretly keeping sorcerers? "
The series of questions made that team member so ashamed that he could not raise his head. He could only keep apologizing. If the captain really went crazy, he would have to suffer.
No wonder the captain would lead the whole team to hunt down a young sorcerer. He was worried that the nobles were involved in this.
"According to our previous investigation, Vicente and Miss Brenzell are very close. As long as we keep an eye on her, maybe we don't need to go deep into the swamp," added Tamer.
At this time, Crazy Hound's nose twitched and he suddenly gave the order, "Hide yourselves!"
The team members obeyed his order unconditionally and scattered into the fields, woods, and streams outside the manor to hide.
Half a minute later, a figure quietly walked out of the gate of the manor. She was wearing a maid's clothes and a black gauze hat. The hazy black gauze hung down and covered her face.
She looked around and made sure that no one was around. Then she quickly but hurriedly walked towards the swamp.
"It's Shirley. She can't hide from my nose," said Crazy Hound to Tamer with a hideous smile.
Tamer smiled gloomily and said, "She must be going to the swamp to inform Vicente. She wouldn't dare to leave such a thing to the maids and the guards."
Ordinary people who had no connections would only choose to side with the Saint Truth!
"You're right. It seems that this mission will be completed easily." Crazy Hound's smile was extremely cruel. The reward from the inquisition and the reward from Andrew were really a double harvest! If … If he could make a big deal out of this and get more people involved, the credit would be even greater!
Seeing that Shirley was about to disappear at the end of the road, Crazy Hound blew a strange whistle and asked the team members to gather again.
"Let's follow her. Tamer, stay here to monitor the manor in case something unexpected happens to Baron Brenzell," ordered Crazy Hound.
"Yes, captain," said Tamer humbly. He had a lot of treasures. Although he could not monitor the whole manor, it was not a problem for him to keep an eye on the gate and Baron Brenzell.
To prevent Vicente from getting help from his teacher, Crazy Hound set off with the entire team except for the Beast Tamer. He followed Shirley through the green fields and sparse woods, and gradually, they reached the swamp that was filled with black fog.
Suddenly, Crazy Hound's eyes widened, because he saw Shirley turning back leisurely. She did not even reach the edge of the swamp.
"What secret method did she use to contact Vicente?"
"No! We've been fooled! "
Mad Hound, who was burning with rage, knew that it was too late to go back. He jumped out of his hiding place with his team members and surrounded Shirley.
"Who are you? What do you want? "Shirley shouted harshly, like a noble lady who encountered a commoner at a banquet.
Crazy Hound's face was gloomy. He touched his nose and asked, "Miss Shirley, where is Vicente?"
"I don't know. How can I know? He went missing after he came to the swamp today. "Shirley tried to calm herself down.
"Then why are you here?" Crazy Hound felt that he was losing control of his anger.
Shirley said coldly, "I'm here to find him. But after I saw the swamp, I realized that it was not a place for a noble lady like me to play. So, I decided to go back and let him die in there!"
"If you insist, I'll have to take you back to the inquisition." Crazy Hound's eyes were bloodshot.
"How dare you! I'm a noble! "Shirley shouted.
Crazy Hound sneered, "So what? As long as it's related to sorcerers, a noble will be burned at the stake. Tie her up. I'll let her know that the inquisition is not as beautiful as it seems! "
"You lunatics! My father will protest to the Church. You'll be punished!" Shirley screamed in disbelief.
"Let him do it!" Crazy Hound did not back down.
… …
"What? The night watchers took Shirley to the inquisition? "Baron Brenzell asked in shock and anger.
After confirming the information, he flew into a rage. "Those lunatics! Do they still respect the nobles? Do they still abide by the laws of the duchy? I'm going to the church! I'm going to find the viscount! "
He rushed out in anger.
Half a day later, he came back with a look of disbelief. Faced with his wife's continuous questioning, he said in frustration, "How can this be? The Church doesn't care about the nobles' opinions at all. They even … They even threatened me, saying that if I did something wrong, they would arrest me too."
"Are the people of the Church crazy? Aren't they afraid that the nobles of the duchy will resist? "Baroness Brenzell also found it hard to believe.
Baron Brenzell shook his head and said in a daze, "Resist? Will it work? Can we defeat the Church? "
… …
In the interrogation room of the inquisition, a woman's scream was echoing all the time.
"Still haven't confessed Vicente's whereabouts?" Crazy Hound asked the interrogator.
The interrogator said with a gloomy face, "No. She's tougher than anyone I've ever seen. Her body has completely collapsed, but she still refuses to confess."
"Then we'll use divine spells together," Crazy Hound said ferociously.
The interrogator looked at him in shock. "She'll die. She's a noble."
"It doesn't matter. She's just a noble." The attitude of the Church today made Crazy Hound bolder. He decided to make a great contribution. After all, the Lord would approve of the marriage between the nobles and sorcerers.
The interrogator paused for a moment and then grinned. "It's time to let those nobles know who they are. They're just dogs raised by us."
He strode into the interrogation room. The scream gradually turned into nightmarish screams. In the end, even the screams disappeared.
"She's dead. What a pity. What a beautiful lady." He walked out with excitement and enjoyment.
It was quiet in the interrogation room, as if the girl named Shirley had never been sent in.
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