The barbecue cooked by the innkeeper was indeed delicious, and the sauce that Roman II described as his grandfather's recipe was indeed unique to the town of Tyre.

But Tabor had no appetite at all, and he stared at the roasted yellow-orange-orange beef and wept silently. At the same time, memories from a few days ago began to slowly encroach on his brain...

It was one night, and Tarber rode alone from his manor house at Fort Iruk to his private villa in Kara, a suburb of the imperial capital.

Tarber asks his sister Janice if she sent someone to kill her.

Kara was slightly stunned and then said bluntly: "Yes, I made it happen, we are even, my dear brother!"

When Tabor heard this, his anger suddenly spread to his whole body like a volcanic eruption, and he subconsciously wanted to take out the dagger he was carrying, but he was pressed to the ground by the two servants beside Kara.

"That's Janice, you can do it. ”

The cold wooden floor rubbed against the left side of Tabor's face, and he struggled and roared with all his might.

Kara looked down at Tabor with a blank face, "Think of your brother-in-law, my dear brother. ”

Tabor's pupils dilated instantly when he heard this, and he wanted to struggle to stand up, but the hands of the two seemingly ordinary servants were unusually strong. Tabor shouted: "I did not know that he would die, and that the goddess could testify, and Sir André told me that my brother-in-law would receive a large sum of money, enough for him to live as a nobleman for the rest of his life." ”

Kara turned a deaf ear and took a rope from the locker in her room and threw it on the ground, motioning for the servants to tie Taber up.

"What do you want to do?" Tabour's face changed dramatically, "You want to kill me too?" Fear flashed across his face, and then he shouted, "Yes, come, come..."

Kara looked coldly, and when the servant tied up Tabor, she waved back at the servant, "You go down first." ”

The two servants looked at each other and slowly retreated towards the door.

Tabor glanced at the servant who had left the room quickly, lay on the ground and looked at his sister and said coldly, "What?

"Bang!"

Kara didn't speak, kicking Tabor in the abdomen with the sole of her thick rubber band, and then stomped on the little finger of Tabour's left hand with the sole of her foot.

"Ahh

The heart-piercing pain made Tabor scream, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body. "You... You—" His voice trembled, trying to say something, but the pain caused his brain to short-circuit for a while, preventing him from uttering a complete sentence.

"Smack!"

Kara slapped him, then grabbed Tabor's hair and pulled it in front of him, and whispered, "Listen, you idiot! I quietly put some money next to an almond tree in the southeast of the manor, take it, and leave the imperial capital, never come back, and never go to the manor in Fort Eluk..."

"What do you mean? I..."

"Smack!"

Another slap slap left Tabor's next words unspoken.

"Shut up and listen to me. Kara lowered her voice with a hint of panic in her expression, "Marquis Fett is finished, the people I arranged to assassinate Marquis Fett by his side told me that a group of people calling themselves 'Tower of Dawn' are purging people associated with Marquis Fett, I can't go, but you can..."

Kara didn't know how to explain, "Anyway, you don't want to come back... Also, don't go to Sir Andrew, Janice died at his hands, what are they planning in Tyre..."

"What did you say?"

Tarber was confused, but he did hear the names of Janice and Sir André very clearly, and he looked at his sister in a daze, wanting to say something, but the back of his head hurt, and then he lost consciousness...

When Tarber woke up again, it was two hours later.

The location was next to the apricot tree that Kara had mentioned.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and it was still very dark, and the dazed Tabor looked at the fire in the distance, because it was the direction of his sister's villa.

He hurriedly climbed up the treetops and looked in the direction of the fire, and the sight made Tabor shudder, only to see that the entire villa and the nearby courtyard were burning, and the smoke billowing from the sky-high flame carriers swallowed everything it covered.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves brought Tabor from his distraction.

He fixed his eyes on a few clusters of wobbling torches moving slowly.

His face changed suddenly, fear spread in his heart, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

Because, as you can see from the direction in which the torches are moving, these people are coming towards him.

What to do?

Tabor's tense limbs went limp, and he nearly fell from the treetops to the ground, and he thought of his sister's words.

Extinguish?

These two words popped up in the back of Tabor's heart.

But I don't know anything!

What to do?

Tabor shouted again in his heart.

"Smack!"

He slapped his cheek hard.

The pain made him sober up, but fear still hung over him.

"Whew!"

Tarber took a deep breath and forced himself not to look at the fast-moving torches.

He began to look around, and in the faint moonlight, a river more than ten meters away was rippling with a little microwave, and the reeds on the bank were gently swaying under the moonlight.

Just as Tarble was about to slide down the treetops, the moving team began to change direction.

Tarber was stunned, resisted the urge to run away, and stayed quietly above the treetops.

The fire is getting closer...

The procession passed by a path more than 10 meters away from the apricot trees and headed towards the nearby river.

Hiding in the shade of a dark tree, Tabor saw through the faint light of the torches that one of the acquaintances in the party was Sir Andrew, who had single-handedly brought it all about.

On his horse, a bloodstained figure pointed in one direction with trembling arms.

Riverside...

Sir André threw down the bloodied figure, and then questioned loudly, and the other man replied resignedly, prostrate on the wet shore.

Immediately, a group of people rode across the river on horseback and went to the opposite bank to search.

A few minutes later... The crowd, who had been patrolling to no avail, angrily stabbed the bloodied figure to death, and then quickly left.

Taber watched as he gripped a twig with his teeth, the bitter taste of the bark and the salty taste of tears swirling in his mouth.

......

"Knock! knock!"

A knock on the door woke Tabor from his memories, and he stared at the already cold food, silently wiping away his tears.

"Who?" asked Tarber as he regained his composure.

"It's me, Roman II. The innkeeper's gruff voice rang out.

The innkeeper brought his wife to clean up the dishes on Tabor's table, because the clever boss had already seen that Taber was rich and he needed a tip.

The door opened, Roman II walked in with a bow, he looked at the food that had not been touched much, and his heart was happy, and he thought: If this young master calls for food again, can he let his wife bake this one again and sell it again?

Taber didn't care about the innkeeper's small calculations, he sat on the only sofa in the room in a daze and looked at the busy two. When the couple left, he went to the window and looked out sideways.

The streets outside were bustling with pedestrians, whole teams of patrol guards.

Tabor subconsciously touched the short sword on his waist again.

He didn't know why he had returned to Tyre, it was his knee-jerk behavior, and he used the identity that his sister had prepared for him in advance to successfully pass the guards' interrogation.

In this familiar town, Tabor's mind is full of Janice's appearance. At the thought of his lover, a hint of anger immediately appeared on Tabour's face, and he thought of the figure in the darkness, Sir Andrew.

His sister Carla had told him that Janice had been sent to death by Sir Andrew.

Suddenly, a plan forms in Tabor's mind. He once again slammed the short sword at his waist, and then walked out the door quickly.

He's going to turn himself in to those guards!

Because, before entering the town, he heard that the guard was pursuing Janice's case.

He knew that if he identified Sir André, he would be summoned by the guards.

And then...

He touched the dagger at his waist again.