As night falls, the guests disperse, and in Lockburg, which is gradually quieting down, the exhausted masters still have to face new problems.

The people of the Carlos family gathered in the largest lounge on one side of the long hall, and listened to the Guardian's account of the "accident" that had just happened, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

Frederick, who had just ascended the throne, sat in his chair in a daze, his body still instinctively straight. Fili felt cruel to let a child who had not yet grown up face this, and Moira had planned to send him back to rest early, but the little king's grandfather insisted that he stay.

"A king cannot escape any problems...... And he's twelve. ”

The old marquis insisted on this, and no one could object anymore.

After Guardian finished talking about Leohard's unexpected death, no one spoke in the room. The long, tired silence turned into another weight, weighing on everyone's shoulders.

"So, the murderer is still in Lockburg. Walter Carlos finally spoke, the most pressing threat.

"It's also possible that they have already left. Garter replied frustratedly, "We don't know if it's one of the guests." ”

- And they couldn't have everyone put their hands on Leohard's icy neck.

"But whoever killed Leohard, and for what reason, he laid out the body...... That posture means it's not the end, it's the beginning. Walter said calmly.

Even if it was originally just an unpremeditated accident, it would have fermented countless troubles in the rumors.

“...... Wouldn't that be a good start?" said Frederick suddenly. On his tired face, his eyes burned with command, "Leohhard should have died!" And insulted my father!"

His voice was sharp and loud, as if the words had been suppressed in his heart for too long, and he finally had a chance to burst out.

Moira looked at him in a daze, her eyes wide with astonishment and disappointment.

“...... So you take such a shameful murder as some kind of justice, Your Majesty?" Walter stared straight at Frederick sternly, and showed no mercy in every word, "he did offend you. But he was drunk, and he was stupidly provoked. If you don't even have the strength to forgive such a foolishness, think that the mistakes he has made can only be remedied by death...... Then you may not be able to carry the weight of the crown. ”

Frederick's face turned blue. Quickly flushed, resentment and guilt mingled into a complex expression, which made Fili slightly uneasy—he knew that Frederick might have a momentary rage, but it was not that he could not distinguish between right and wrong. Walter's accusations are not wrong at all. Such a straightforward approach. But it is obviously difficult to be accepted by a child who has just become a king. If this is what Frederick will have to face in the years or more before he can take power, it is difficult to say what kind of king he will eventually become.

The paladin turned to look at another member of the family outside the room—Scott sat there silently, not even changing his posture. Sometimes Filly thinks he's just wandering...... His attention wasn't there at all.

As if sensing his gaze, Scott glanced up at him, and finally spoke: "In any case, your majesty's safety must be guaranteed first-I know that you have strengthened your defenses, but how much do you know about the secret passages in Lockburg?"

"I know a thing or two. Guardian said irritably. "But that's obviously not all?"

Agnes ...... Maybe you know more. Moira hesitated, "She's always haunted in Rockburg. ”

Agnes was the only family member absent...... She was gone halfway through the feast.

"Agnes!" Moira suddenly became uneasy. "She's going to be fine, is she?"

Guardian pursed his lips disdainfully.

"What could she do?" he said, "and I watched him leave with some fellow from the Nann family...... Don't worry, someone is following her. ”

Moira breathed a sigh of relief, but looked even more tired.

"If I remember correctly, Ante has a map in his hand with all the ...... of Lockburg Or at least most of the secret passages, which we had intended to use to infiltrate Lockburg...... Although it was not used later. Scott's tone was very calm, but Filly couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

He remembered the map...... He also remembered that the map was actually given to Ante by Scott. In a sense, Scott probably knows the same thing about Rockburg.

But there's no need to say that right now - no matter how much Moira trusts Scott, the Carlos family won't like this.

"Find that map. Walter nodded to his son, "Get out of the secret passage." ”

Turning to Fili, the old man's tone became much more polite.

"Although it is a reluctant request, I have to trouble you to continue to protect His Majesty. He said, "If you have any requirements, please let me know." ”

"I think you should reward the chef for making that lamb chop tonight. Fili shrugged and replied.

The old marquis laughed heartily.

"I will. He said.

- No one mentioned "Ante's ghost" from beginning to end, but Filly knew that the shadow of nothingness was always floating in everyone's heart.

I had a hunch that I would have lamb chops that I couldn't eat every day, which made Filly's mood slightly better.

Since he could not stay out of the matter, he made up his mind not to ask for any trouble except to protect Frederick's safety - the most hated thing in his life was trouble, not to mention that trouble involving royal power was always the most troublesome trouble.

Sure that there was nothing dangerous in His Majesty's room, he carefully knocked on every wall. Frederick sat quietly on the bed and watched him, and as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped him again, but said nothing for a few moments.

His eyes were glazed and he was in a trance, and he wasn't even looking at Fili.

“...... Do you need me to tell you a bedtime story?" asked Fili helplessly.

"I've seen him. Frederick whispered.

This sentence was clueless, but Fili reacted immediately.

“...... Have you seen your father's ghost?" he asked.

Frederick shook his head, finally looking Filly in the eye.

"That's not a ghost. He replied earnestly, "My father is still alive." ”.

When he saw Nia sitting at the bottom of the steps of the hallway, Scott stopped.

The makeup on Nia's face had not yet been removed, and the corners of her eyes and lips were outlined with white to create an exaggerated smile, which seemed a little strange in the night.

Xiaobai lay beside him, squinting pleasantly, raising his head slightly, gurgling in his throat, still scratching his chin and neck by the thief's deft fingers.

As Scott walked over, Nia smiled brightly at him.

“...... Have fun?" asked Scott, not bothering to bother with how Nia got into the show - he always had his own way.

"Of course!" replied Nia aloud, ostentatiously pulling out a handful of gold coins, rings, and even precious earrings of great value, showing him something: "I make a lot of money!"

"You don't need to make money anymore. Scott smiled wryly, "I can give you whatever you want." ”

"Oh. "But making money makes me happy...... You know, in hell, no one would give me money even if I could make everyone laugh. ”

“...... And what are they going to give you?" asked Scott softly.

Nia rarely takes the initiative to bring up anything in Hell - unless it's to get around something he doesn't want to talk about.

"They kept me alive. Nia said calmly.

Scott's heart ached.

He sat down on the other side of the steps, and Xiaobai leaned over and sniffed it, as if he didn't like the smell of him, and sneezed in disgust, and twisted his head to the side.

"You came back so late, and I stole the good wine they were reluctant to take out, waiting for you to come back and drink with Alan. Propping her chin on, Nia asked, "Is something going on?" or the lovely queen...... The Queen Mother needs your company?"

“...... Someone died. Scott gave him the most disappointing answer, "Leohard, the one who got drunk and said that Frederick didn't deserve to take the throne." ”

"Oh, I hear you. Nia nodded a little ruefully, "I think I should thank him, if he hadn't jumped out of the blue, the guy who didn't know what he was singing might have had to sing for a long time, and someone would have found out prematurely that I wasn't their Eric." ”

“...... So where did Eric go?"

"Probably lying on some woman's bed. Nia shrugged.

"Nia ...... Can you do me a favor?" Scott asked suddenly.

He knew that Niya's "mission" had been accomplished...... At least halfway through. And what Nia wanted, he couldn't give him - to his surprise, Nia didn't seem to make any attempt to steal the crystal from him.

He just seemed to be resigned to his fate, and what he was waiting for was unsettling to Scott.

He had always felt that keeping Nia by his side would keep him safe...... But a "nia with nothing to do" is itself an unpredictable danger.

And he could see that everything was coming to an end...... He wouldn't let his friends get involved in it anyway, but after that, who could protect Nia from being dragged back to hell?

"Of course!"

As he expected, Nia's eyes lit up, "Is there anything you need for my skill?"

"I need you to send me a letter. Scott looked at him and replied softly, "To your 'master' in hell." ”

Nia's smile froze on her face.

(To be continued......)