Chapter 142: A cloudy shadow spreads ahead

Korente hurriedly stood up and grabbed the rope in front of him: "What I said is true!" I don't know why my father had colluded with the people of the Duchy of Ansendir - but the family was handsomely compensated for it, a piece of land that was good for the family at the time! That's proof! ”

"Your words make me wonder, Mr. Corent, not only do you not know what your father can gain from the people of the Duchy of Ansendire, but you also speak of the land - do the people of the Duchy of Ansendir still own land in the Kingdom of Luther?"

"Oh...... This...... I...... I did say all I knew! When I went into the study, my father was still telling him, 'He'll take care of everything!'" Feeling that his hope was running out again, Korente anxiously proved his word. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, when did this happen, after your family was charged?"

"That's right, that's right."

"And what tone did your father say at that time?"

"A very weak tone—it's true."

Eureka was silent, she stared at Korent, who didn't know why she thought the woman's eyes made him hairy, and after a long silence, Eureka turned and disappeared from sight.

"Oh, am I free?" Corente shouted.

Eureka ignored him - it made her sick to talk to that kind of person. She turned and walked over to a "teenager" beside the robber holding the rope - with short white blonde hair and dressed like one of those civilian teenagers on the street.

"Do you already know what you want to know? I'm sure he really didn't know anything. Eureka said to her, "Are you from the Hazen family?" ”

"Thank you very much, I already know what I want to know." Fitney said softly, "But I'm not from the Hazen family. ”

"Actually, I can't understand anything from his words - he probably was knocked unconscious when he saw them, and he couldn't figure out the cause and effect."

A strange smile appeared on Fitney's face: "No, friend, he actually said two very important things. ”

Eureka greeted the robber with the rope in hand, and led Fitnair out of the cave—the messenger of House Brielon had indeed arrived, and was very concerned about Krent's condition—but Eureka did not intend to let him go easily, for the nobleman's movements had been told to her.

"I'm curious." Eureka said.

"A person with an accent from the Duchy of Ansendir can indeed be a person from the Duchy of Ansendire. And the one who owns the land of the Lutheran Kingdom must be the one of the Lutheran Kingdom. ”

"I sometimes don't understand what you scholars say."

"The Brieland were the scapegoats, but they found the real traitors before they were fully charged with that crime, and promised them that the land for compensation, though it was carved out of the Hayson family's domain, may have been arranged by their allies in the kingdom of Luther, otherwise how could they be well compensated."

"I kind of understand that there is a more powerful family at the head of this Brieland family, and it may well be the result of the defeat of the Battle of Chavrin - the aristocracy is really interesting, holding the king's land, enjoying a carefree life, and then committing treason."

Fitnay didn't refute some of Eurica's incorrect statements, and only a shallow smile appeared on his face. They were walking in the cave, a camp of bandits centered on Tritan, a camp of bandits that Fettnay knew - this was just one of many of their camps, but the designs were no simpler than the intricate construction of aristocratic buildings, and with Fettnay's memory, she could not remember the route completely.

Until a new cave is reached through a complex cave passage.

The cave was larger than the others, and there was an old map on the wall that was a map of the area, with detailed marks of traps and easy places to attack or defend - it seemed to be called a "military map".

In front of the map stood a man, who seemed to be taller than Wicker, and the lines of his face seemed to have been cut out of a knife, which kept his expression on his face rigid and serious.

"You can arrange for someone from the Brilans to pick him up, Tritan." Seeing him, Eureka said.

Tritan nodded.

"I want to go to the festival in Airy Village today, and you want to come with me." Eureka walked up to him, took the key that hung next to the map, and reached out to Tritan, who shook her hand back as she wished, and then she took the key and disappeared the other way.

When Eulika left, Fitney felt a dull pressure—a pressure that, unlike the pressure of the nobility that had been piled up by status and habits, was pure, built over many years.

Maybe it's due to the number of people he kills.

But Fitney was unmoved, or unwilling to submit to the pressure.

"What do you want from Eureka?" Tritan was in charge of taking Fitney to the exit—he had brought it up himself, and Eureka hadn't asked her why—and Fitney had already guessed what he would say.

"I can't get anything out of someone who is deliberately protected." Fitney never worried about being questioned about her.

She could see that Tritan's protection of Eureka would not allow anyone else to try to get anything out of her.

"She said she had one request she needed to grant to you, and now that she had repaid it, you would each owe each other - see you next time, and I want you to come to me with your price." Tritan's tone was as hard as stone as his appearance.

The two never spoke again.

Fitney calmly walked with Tritan to the exit—there were bandits wandering around, who seemed to be well-disciplined and well-trained, but this was only in the eyes of unrelated people, in the eyes of enemies or friends, and there might be another scene here.

"You are a very dangerous person. Please don't go near this place again. Tritan stood by the exit, watching Fitney leave, and suddenly, Fitney heard this man with a voice and posture more like a soldier speaking behind her.

This is the same evaluation as Eurica.

Fitnair sighed, she had indeed thought that after all, not everyone could know a robber and not be hostile to her in the first place.

However, the perceptive Tritan thinks he sees Fatney's cleverness and warns her.