This is the town of Rimbaud, which is less than a hundred miles away from the town of Lancer. Located in the center of the town, the Lord's Mansion is a mansion manor that covers hundreds of acres in size. This is also the residence of the lord of Rimbaud Town, the small lord of Rimbaud.

At this time, the entire lord's palace was unusually quiet. And this unusual silence has lasted for seven full days.

During these seven days, all the servants, servants, and guards in the lord's house were ...... There are as many as two or three hundred people, no matter what they do, they try to be as light and cautious as possible, lest they make the slightest noise. They also maintained a trembling expression on their faces at all times.

But at this time, in the unusually beautiful back garden in the backyard of the Lord's Mansion, a sudden cry of sorrow broke the unusually quiet atmosphere that enveloped the entire Lord's Mansion.

Two guards dragged a man dressed as a servant out of the back garden. The cry of sorrow came from the mouth of the slave who was dragged to the ground by the guards with his arms between his arms:

"Little county lord, I was wrong! I don't dare anymore. Please spare me. …… I was really wrong...... I really don't dare...... Spare me! ”

This hoarse cry was incomparably poignant, and it resounded throughout the entire Lord's Mansion for a while. But none of the guards in the lord's palace who heard the cry of grief reacted much, and the hard-working servants hung their heads lower to hide the deeper fear on their faces.

In the stable on the back porch, a young man dressed as a small servant listened to the mournful cry that had gradually faded away, but could still be faintly heard, and his face couldn't help but show a little fear. He lowered his voice and said to a middle-aged man dressed as a groom who was brushing horses next to him:

"Uncle Gerry, that seems to be the old Gauss in the flower house, right? This is the first time it has been towed? Were they really all sent by the little county lord of Rimbaud to feed the monsters? It's horrible! As he spoke, the body of the young man who looked less than fourteen or fifteen years old couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The middle-aged groom glanced back at the young man, saw his little face full of fear, sighed slightly, turned back and continued his work of brushing the horse, and said softly:

"Seven days ago, the little county lord has been in a bad mood since he came back from outside. In the past few days, all the servants who have angered her have been sent to the beast house outside the town, where there are a few high-level demonic beasts that the little county lord likes to keep, what do you say they will do.

…… The old Gauss guy is also unlucky, the blue fruit sent by Viscount Bora a few days ago is what he is responsible for taking care of, but it has not grown very well, I guess ...... Well, you better leave that alone, and go and wash the little lord's favorite Bird pony again. Fortunately, the little county lord has been in a bad mood these days, and he has never wanted to ride a horse. But try to be prepared, you don't want to be dragged away like old Gauss. ”

When the young man in the stable heard this, he shuddered, and immediately turned around and staggered a little to the innermost room of the stable......

The middle-aged groom glanced back at the young man's back and muttered, "This is the sixteenth time that he has been dragged away in seven days." Who will be the seventeenth? …… The little county lord's temper seems to be very big this time, it's been seven days! Alas......"

The little lord of Rimbaud sat on a brocade couch, a small pavilion in the back garden. Surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, this gorgeous pavilion is filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

At this time, the nine-year-old girl's immature and pretty little face seemed to have a sweet smile full of innocence. But all the slaves around her who were familiar with her were not difficult to find the coldness in her eyes.

The slaves lowered their heads and trembled even more. Because just now, the nine-year-old little county lord had this sweet smile on his face, and ordered the guards to drag the old Gao in the flower room down.

And the fate of old Gauss, in the words of the little county lord: since Gauss can't take care of the blue fruit, then send him to take care of his little Barna. But who here doesn't know that the little Bana in the mouth of this little county lord is a fourth-level demonic beast - the bloodthirsty demon tiger.

Old Gauss was already the sixteenth slave to be sent in the past seven days, and the fifteen slaves he had sent away had never returned. The so-called being sent to take care of those demonic beasts can be imagined......

Looking at the colorful and unusually colorful flowers and plants, the sweet smile on the face of the little county lord Rimbaud became more and more obvious, but the heads of the servants around her drooped lower, and even the few guards who bowed down solemnly in front of her were silent at this time.

"Is Rogge really okay alright? How did he solve his poison? Did you find out the background of that Ali? Is he from the Nicholas Empire after all? …… I gave you seven days, have you all found out? ”

The voice of the little lord of Rimbaud was delicate and a little immature, and it sounded very pleasant, but the guards trembled when they heard it. One of the skinny guards standing at the top bowed deeply, lowered his head and whispered:

"Go back to the little county lord. The poison in Young Master Rogge has indeed been cured, and his body is no longer in serious trouble. According to the eyeliner in Lancer Town, although Young Master Rogge has not been out in the past few days, the guards in the branch of the Lance Chamber of Commerce all said that Young Master Rogge can get out of bed and walk normally.

In addition, that Young Master Ali has been living next door to Young Master Rogge's room for the past few days, and it seems that he has been cultivating his fighting spirit every day, and he has never gone out of the door. He cultivated the Dou Qi of the Light Attribute, and the current Dou Qi level should be Level 3. As for the origin of this Ali......"

Speaking of this, the thin bodyguard couldn't help but pause, and seemed to hesitate a little.

But the gentle cold snort of the little lord of Rimbaud shook his whole body, and he couldn't help but immediately kneel down, and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Please atone for the sins of the little county lord, the Nicholas Empire is too far away from us, and the intelligence clues we know about that young master Ali are too few, and seven days is really not enough. The eyeliner in the family is only placed in the capital of the Nicholas Empire, and it is difficult to find out the origin of this young master Ali in a short period of time.

If you can use the dark line that the kingdom has planted in the Nicholas Empire, it is estimated that you will soon be able to inquire about it. It's just that it requires at least the authorization of Her Royal Highness Princess Erannie. We really don't dare to call the shots. ”

Glancing at the guards who were kneeling on the ground in front of him, the little county lord of Rimbaud snorted slightly, and the little face that had been maintaining a sweet smile finally showed a look of annoyance,

"I can't even find out some news, a bunch of useless things. Looks like we'll have to ask Aunt Ellen for help. Send someone to keep an eye on that shitty Rog, and if he's out of the door, come and report it quickly. …… I don't believe that this timid guy will never show his head. ”

A group of guards who were kneeling on the ground were visibly relieved and were about to retreat. But at this moment, a pleasant birdsong suddenly came from outside the wall of the back garden.

The birdsong is clear and long, and it seems to have a unique rhythm. Hearing this, the little county lord of Rimbaud looked up at the empty space outside the garden, and a little surprise appeared on his little face......

A blue shadow swept down from mid-air outside the garden, then circled around the little lord's head lightly, and finally came to a halt on the outstretched arm of the little lord Rimbaud.

It was a small bird with sky-blue feathers. It has a quail-sized body, but it has a long, sharp and slightly curved eagle's beak, and the crest of a bird on the top of the small head that shimmers with a blue glow makes it look a little natural and noble and proud.

The blue-crowned falcon, a third-level bird monster, is known as the fastest among small bird monsters. It is the best teleportation monster favored by many high-ranking nobles and high-ranking state officials. However, this blue-crowned falcon is not numerous in number and is extremely difficult to catch, so it is also extremely valuable. Even in a large kingdom like the Rand Kingdom, except for the four major families and the direct subordinates of the kingdom, other high-ranking nobles could not possess this kind of blue-crowned falcon.

The blue-crowned falcon is small, agile, and extremely fast, making it extremely difficult to catch, and once it is in the air, ordinary people cannot even see its shadow. It is used to transmit MeSign, which is more secure and secure.

The little county lord of Rimbaud cheered, and while gently stroking the feathers on the back of the blue-crowned falcon with his hand, he instructed a little maid kneeling outside the small pavilion, "Go and fetch the plate of blue jade crystal fruit from my small pharmacy." I'm going to feed Lanlan. ”

The blue-crowned falcon seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the little county lord, and when it heard the name of the blue jade crystal fruit, it immediately raised its head and let out a long and pleasant birdsong full of cheerful meaning again, and lowered its head and gently touched the little county lord's jade-white little arm with its little eagle's beak a few times, as if to express gratitude.

Holding the blue-crowned falcon in his arms lovingly, the little lord removed a small ribbon-like thing from its claw arm. Then, with a slight shake of the little hand, the ribbon, which was originally only as long and thick as a little finger, stretched out in an instant, turning into a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

After carefully reading the message on this piece of paper, the little county lord of Rimbaud couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face:

"Is Aunt Alanie going to do it anyway? Bloody Hand Mercenary Regiment? Isn't that a mercenary group from the Dark Empire? Aunt Elleni really has the means to instruct this kind of large mercenary group in the Dark Empire to do it.

…… Well, that's right, as long as the dark forest lurks through guò, and then create some unexpected conflicts. With the strength of the Bloody Hand Mercenary Group, it would not be difficult to destroy everyone in this Lancer town. Where will Rogge, a timid waste, flee to? At that time, it can also be said that this is just a mercenary conflict between the two countries, and in this chaos, Rogge was accidentally killed, who would suspect me and my aunt.

It's still Aunt Alanie who is the most powerful, and she can actually think of using this method to kill that little fat man. In this way, even if others are a little skeptical, what can they say? ”

Looking at the letter paper in his hand and the blue-crowned falcon in his arms, the smile on the face of the little county lord of Rimbaud became more and more obvious, but there was a trace of smug coldness in those bright and innocent eyes......