Chapter 316: The Mist of Shevrin (10)

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Fitney was stunned. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

She didn't understand what kind of mood she was feeling at this point, except that in Upton's words, she thought that she had finally suffered so-called retribution for her use of others—she didn't think much about it, and fainted only because she hadn't eaten breakfast and was overthinking.

Ingrid was more excited than she thought.

The excitement was too high, but her words ......

"Kindness......" Fitney frowned slightly.

She didn't like the word very much, it was a compliment, but in the eyes of the nobles, it was weakness, and in those days of Starlight, kindness...... Hayris, Wendy, Greid, and even others, who can be called kind people, none of them had a satisfying ending.

Fitney doesn't want to be like that, and doesn't think he is.

"Lornay is the most special person I've ever met—I never thought anyone could make me happier than you. Ingrid retracted his gaze and looked at his hands, "It's amazing that you're not doing anything for yourself—everyone should be lucky to have met you." ”

When Fitney heard her words, he suddenly remembered the conversation he had had with Dick yesterday.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to ask, in your opinion, are these things the responsibility of being a lord?"

When she heard this question, she didn't think it was a problem at the time. But she forgot that sometimes her thoughts were not only the same as those of the people here, and sometimes, she couldn't tell whether her thoughts were based on her life over the past decade or so, or on those days before.

"Yes," she said subconsciously—and suddenly, she felt that Dick had some thoughts, "that these things are always to be done if they are a favor." Do you think that's weird?"

"It's not strange, I just think it's lucky to meet Miss. Dick paused.

That's all there is to the conversation.

Fitney didn't pay attention to Dick's mood when he said that—she was thinking about other possibilities, and it was easy to ignore what was going on around her.

Fortunate...... ?

Fitney's expression became a little confused.

"You don't need to be bothered, just think that Mr. Dick didn't do these things because of the assumptions you say. Ingrid said hurriedly—she couldn't help but take Phytnay's cold hand with both hands and make eye contact with her, "At least I believe not." ”

"So......" Fitnair finally exhaled when he saw Ingrid's serious expression, "Leave your words at that...... That's right. ”

She couldn't test Ingrid's hypothesis, and conversely, she couldn't be sure if what she said was right.

"Ah, that's not going to work!" said Ingrid at once, "No, let's have a game, I must be right!"

"Then you have to let Dick come back first. Fitney said.

"Anyway, I said it...... Do you really have a solution?" Ingred suddenly realized something—she had little faith in rescuing Dick at first, and was only trying to enlighten Fitney.

But in Fettney's words, it was clear that she would save Dick.

"Yes. Fitney lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed, putting on the coat that hung from the back of her chair and combing her hair briefly.

"What way?" Ingrid wondered.

These curiosity is also due to his brother Aubrey, who can be said to have a desperate look except for telling himself that "Fertenay has become the Count of Shevrin and has gone to the territory of Shevrin".

She knew the cause of the incident - if Dick could be rescued, chances would it be that Lawler could be rescued too.

"What do you think?" asked Fitney rhetorically.

"I think it's only a ransom payment, but it's unprecedentedly high, and the robbers are going too far—are you going to sell some Tasha Polri stuff?" said Ingrid, following Fitney out the door.

Fitney paused, four years ago, Tasyaporri did still have a lot of collectibles, but if she remembered correctly, they had been shipped elsewhere in the past few years.

That's an option that doesn't need to be considered.

"No ransom is required. Fitney said.

"Ahh

Fitney sighed softly, "Do you remember how much the ransom was?"

"About fifty thousand gold coins......" Ingrid thought for a moment.

"Even the kidnapping of a king will not take this amount. Fitney said.

"But there is no end to the greed of the robbers of Shevrin. ”

"When the robbers consider the amount of the ransom when asking for a ransom, they also need to consider how valuable the person being kidnapped is, and if the amount set is too high, it makes no sense for them to kidnap the person. Fitney shook his head, "It's not just the Dai Shu family, even the king, you have to think carefully when you take out this money." ”

Ingrid suddenly understood something: "Don't they know how much money the Dai Shu family has...... Ah, are they coming up with an amount that Miss Carterana can't afford to pay!"

Fitnair nodded.

"Why?" Ingrid's question was normal.

"Robbers...... First of all, the adventurers...... Mercenary. "They may have made a pact with someone to kidnap Mr. Lawler, and although the ransom is their purpose, they do not intend to receive it from their families." ”

Ingrid's face became more and more pale and ugly.

Fitney's words are not difficult to understand.

Some people want to do something with this.

"It's easy to get in touch with the robbers, they're everywhere, aren't they, and it's easy to make a deal with them - make a farce for them and give them some money. This was something that Fitney had known for a long time - but unfortunately she hadn't had time to do anything more.

This is the reason why she thinks this incident is her own mistake.

If she had spoken out about those things earlier, perhaps Dick wouldn't have had to make any senseless sacrifices.

"So...... Who could it be?" Ingrid couldn't help but ask.

"Raul Dasch, a friend of Tashapol's former butler, Mr. Roned, was almost the administrator of Shevrin when there was no lord in the Shevrin realm. Fitney's eyes grew colder and colder, "As a liaison, Mr. Lawler doesn't have enough superficial status, but this identity is still coveted enough for people in Shevrin territory. Also, alas, Mr. Lawler has no son, and it sounds inappropriate for his daughter to inherit that status, I suppose...... The key is who his daughter marries. ”