The night quickly dispersed as soon as the sun rose.

Again and again the light came to the earth.

Sika City has not recovered from the atmosphere of the curfew three days ago.

It was the sun overhead, and there weren't too many pedestrians in the whole of Sika City.

In fact, since the fire in the Viscount's Mansion two days ago, and the disappearance of the respected Viscount Sika, the entire Sika City has been plunged into a state of chaos and rumors.

If it weren't for the Viscount's sister to come forward and temporarily manage Sika City, I'm afraid there would be a big chaos.

Many people are glad about this.

But many more people were surprised.

Because, no one thought that the viscount's sister, who lost her husband at an early age, would have such an ability.

I couldn't help but admire this baroness from the bottom of my heart.

After all, even a man would be unable to bring Sika City, which was immediately in chaos, back to order in a short period of time.

The ladies in particular, who were also women, seemed to know the Baroness for the first time, and so that when the Baroness sent out the party for afternoon tea, the ladies began to prepare with great care, and the husbands of the ladies became very careful in trying to bring out the best in themselves.

Compared to their wives and lovers, they know more.

At dawn the next day, when it was confirmed that Viscount Sika was dead, some of the guys in Sika City immediately became restless, and several bandits near Sika Collar were even more nervous.

But, that same night, the guys disappeared one by one.

The bandits who had been contacted also disappeared.

There is no one in life, and no corpse in death.

Then, the next day, there were 'unreasonable' guys who jumped out and disappeared.

The continuous disappearance is enough for even fools to understand what is going on.

As a result, Sika City and Sika Collar became quiet.

The gazes of all those in the know who looked at the baroness became jealous.

This is a femme fatale woman with excellent camouflage.

Even, many people speculated that Viscount Sika's accident was related to the other party.

Just think about it, of course.

No one dared to say it.

After all, no one wants to disappear.

And the baroness, who was scrupled by many people in Sika City, was not complacent or calm at this time, and she paced restlessly in the Viscount's mansion.

This room was hers and had not changed since she got married.

She stayed here when she returned from visiting relatives.

After arriving here from her manor this time, she returned here again.

Thinking of the changes that had taken place in just a few days, the baroness, who usually lived in seclusion, couldn't help frowning.

The son is missing.

My brother died.

She is the only one left in the direct line of the entire Sika family.

After confirming this fact, she immediately wanted to take refuge in Etaninburg.

She would never go to see her relatives with bad intentions.

Because, that would only bring her an accident.

even simply 'worried' his son and brother and died depressed.

She knew too well what those relatives wanted.

So, when the collaborator approached the door, she immediately agreed.

She, she has no choice, doesn't she?

Compared with a group of relatives who are like wolves, she believes more in a messenger of the gods, especially the other party has a gentle temperament, elegant behavior, and handsome appearance.

And a series of events that happened after that proved that her choice was not wrong.

The collaborator swept away the bastards.

She began to take over Sika City unharmed.

However, it's not a one-and-done one.

At the very least, she needs to get through today's afternoon tea party.

But she didn't have much faith.

She seldom behaved in plain sight, and she was not used to doing so, otherwise she would not have lived in seclusion in the manor.

She is more accustomed to reading.

When she was a girl, she used to take her dog on a leash and read in her room, and this habit did not change after she got married, and in fact, her husband was also very fond of reading.

The greatest pleasure of the two of them is reading together.

However, her son did not inherit the reading habits of the two.

On the contrary, his love for swords is more than books.

She and her husband did not object to this.

She believes that her son deserves to have his own choice.

Her husband, on the other hand, believes that boys should learn to protect themselves and their families – and they do the same, following a brown bear attack on a must-attend wild hunt.

The Baroness's gaze wandered.

She thought of her husband again.

The messenger was much like her husband.

This is true not only in terms of appearance, but also in terms of temperament.

Moreover, the other party also promised to find Carl's whereabouts by himself.

Hopefully that kid is okay!

The Baroness prayed in a low voice.

The god of prayer is not the god of war, but the ......

'Mist'!

Before coming into contact with that oracle, unlike her brother, she didn't have any firm beliefs, most of them just read casually, if there was a god of 'books', she didn't mind believing in it, as long as the other party could provide more books.

At this moment, the 'fog' of faith is one of the contents of the transaction.

While it may seem blasphemous to do so, it's really just a transaction.

She believes in the Mist, and the Mist provides her protection.

Believing in a god doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to do than to leave your homeland and go to Etancienburg, especially since the god is not as evil as the legend suggests.

Then believe in it, believe in it, it doesn't cost money anyway.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door, at this time.

The baroness, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the door without thinking.

The superior demon stood outside the door with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, Baroness Nord."

The superior demon bows and salutes.

Nord is the surname of her husband's family, and after she got married, Erin. Sika becomes Irene. Nord.

And after the unexpected death of Baron Nord, Erin. Nord inherited the title and the domain of her husband's family - because, Viscount Sika had no heirs, and her son was destined to inherit everything from the viscount.

"Good afternoon, Simon."

The Baroness greeted.

Even if the heart is anxious, at this time, the baroness's etiquette is flawless, there is no lifting of the skirt corners, which is peculiar to unmarried girls, and those who have been married or widowed will be seen as frivolous in doing so, and they choose a more conservative smile, without bending the knees, with a straight body, hands on the lower abdomen, and a smiling chin.

If you bend your knees, you are facing the superior.

As a baroness, and the fact that she was about to inherit the Sika realm, the whole of Hokuriku was probably the same as that Etandine VI could afford such a ceremony.

The rest?

A small number are horizontal.

Most of them had to bow to the baroness.

"Are you nervous?"

After the superior demon closed the door, his tone became relaxed, as if he was chatting with a friend.

This is what it has discovered in recent days, and as long as it maintains this status as a friend of the other party, most of the time, the baroness will let her guard down and become friendly.

Of course, don't be deceived.

The other party is far smarter than most people think.

The other party, who has read tens of thousands of books, has knowledge that ordinary people do not have.

Most of the time it's not practiced, but it's still amazing.

At the very least, it can't sit there for more than a dozen hours flipping through a book.

Its boss had a similar interest, but it was only because of the power in the book, which was far less pure than the baroness in front of him.

"Hmm."

"It's been a long time since I've faced a situation like this."

"In fact, I have never faced such a situation except when I was married."

Faced with a friendly Simon, the Baroness did not hide.

"Just think of them like pumpkins."

"Pumpkins that don't matter."

The superior demon laughed.

"However, pumpkins have no ill will."

The Baroness smiled wryly.

People are always so unconfident in the field they are not good at.

The Baroness is no exception.

If it was reading comprehension and memorization, she was sure to win over everyone.

"Trust me, they won't be malicious either."

The superior evil spirit assured.

This is not a perfunctory or comforting word, but it is true.

This is the task given to it by its boss, and it certainly won't let it fail.

A bunch of people with ghosts but no power.

It's the best at dealing with guys like that.

Because, when it pressed these guys to the ground and rubbed them, these guys couldn't resist at all.

"Hmm."

Looking at the gentle 'Simon', the Baroness nodded slightly.

"Do you want to see Carl?"

Suddenly, the superior evil spirit said.

"You found him?"

The Baroness asked in surprise.

"Found it."

"He's not in great shape, though."

"He suffered the curse of the 'Sleeping Deer', and although the 'Sleeping Deer' was killed by our Lord, the power of the curse has not disappeared, and it has even become more difficult to do."

"Carl and the power of the curse are fused into one!"

"To put it simply, if my lord forcibly dispelled the curse, Karl would also die."

The superior demon explained.

For the Bone Knight who has had several faces, it still has a considerable impression.

You know, it's not just any person who is qualified to let it block the gun.

"Can I meet him?"

The Baroness asked.

"Of course."

"But you need to be mentally prepared."

The superior evil spirit kindly reminded him.

It knows exactly what kind of person the baroness is in front of him.

In fact, it's seen too many people like this around their bosses.

As long as you maintain a basic standard of living, with electricity, internet, mobile phones and computers, you can spend your life in any room.

It belongs to the extremely harmless category.

This is also the biggest reason why your boss chooses the other party.

Because, don't worry about the other party's bad, extra thoughts.

"Good!"

The baroness hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Then, dressed in black armor and wearing a helmet, Karl walked in, followed by Sergei and Hoff, two young men who had just become the head of the city guard and the head of the Viscount's mansion.

"Your Excellency."

After the two young men saluted, they stood guard on both sides of the gate like door gods.

Carl, on the other hand, stood in the doorway and hesitated.

Of course he saw his mother.

Before coming, the two young people also explained a lot.

But......

When he actually stood in front of his mother, Carl was still timid.

After all, he had already become an evil one.

"Carl?!"

The Baroness was slightly stunned before confirming that this was indeed her son.

The son who was born when she was fifteen years old, who was naughty and mischievous since she was a child, who secretly ran to join the patrol at the age of sixteen, never listened to her, and thought he was alone.

Taking two steps forward, the Baroness raised her hand to touch Karl's visor.

She didn't lift her son's visor.

Because, she felt her son tremble again.

That's fear, fear.

Afraid that she would see him at the moment.

Afraid that he would lose her.

"Don't worry."

"I'm your mother, I know what you think, I won't force you, and besides, the curse is not impossible to lift."

The Baroness whispered.

Carl wanted to tell his mother that his state had nothing to do with the curse, but he couldn't speak, let alone lose the ability to speak.

Eventually, Carl could only nod.

For more than an hour, the baroness kept her mouth peeling and recounting what had happened to her.

Carl listened silently.

The superior demon left the room for a while.

It wasn't until the maid came to inform that the afternoon tea party was about to begin, that the superior evil spirit knocked on the door again.

"Baroness Nord, the afternoon tea will begin soon."

The superior evil spirit reminded.

"I'm ready."

The baroness opened the door and walked out, and then, standing in front of the superior demon, looked at the superior demon with a slightly pleading look, and said, "Simon, can you accompany me?" You don't have to walk side by side, you just have to watch me from the corner. ”

"Of course."

Just in case, the upper evil spirits need to be invisible.

Now with the invitation of the Baroness, it really couldn't be better.

"Great!"

The baroness walked forward with her cheerful, dressed in gowns, accompanied by the maid.

Sergei and Hoff bowed to the divine envoy and quickly followed.

Karl stood still, staring at the superior evil spirit, and the soul fire was beating quite complicatedly.

"What's wrong?"

The superior demon asked very dryly.

"You said that you saved me because you saw my pain, and you were willing to bear my pain."

In the form of an undead, Carl communicates with the superior spirits.

"Yes, my brother."

"I never mind carrying your pain."

"Before, now, and in the future."

The superior demon smiled softly again.

"Then take care of my mother for me."

"I don't want her to be in pain again."

"In exchange, I will pray to the 'fog' day and night."

Karl replied.

"Call me Lord."

The superior evil spirit reminded.

"I will pray to my Lord day and night, for you and my mother."

With that, Carl turned around and walked to the venue of the afternoon tea party.

Of course, he couldn't participate openly.

However, he doesn't mind guarding his mother in the shadows.

If anyone dares to jump out without interest, he doesn't mind pulling the other party to the cemetery to talk about his heart, and see if the color of the heart is red or black.

"For me and your mother?"

The superior evil spirit always thinks this sentence is strange, but he can't say what is strange.

Then, it was immediately happy to find that it had found a powerful helper for the boss.

More importantly, with this tea party, the entire Sika Collar will become the backyard of its own Boss, providing a steady stream of manpower for its Boss and alleviating the biggest deficiency of its Boss.

At the same time, it began to subconsciously formulate plans for the expansion of the 'Mist' Church.

How can a Sika collar match his boss?

Border Morsa.

Etaninburg, the center of the Hokuriku.

Even the entire Hokuriku should have a 'fog'.

Only in this way can you be worthy of your own boss.

I'm the boss's most powerful follower!

The superior evil spirit walked towards the scene of the tea party.

If you promise others, you naturally have to keep your promises.

It is not a spirit that does not believe in its word.

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