"I'm the master here, right?" Ryan's face also sank, "In that case, what else is there to hide from me?" ”

"I'm sorry sir, if you're leaving tomorrow, even knowing this won't help." Agatha's waist bent deeper, but the words still dripped water.

Seeing that the other party was reluctant to say more, Ryan shook his head silently, and then seemed to be a little angry, got up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

The central hall, unlike the dim light when she first entered, Agatha lit all the candlesticks while Ryan and the two were dining, and the whole hall was lit up by the fire with the roaring fire in the fireplace.

Ryan, who had just walked out of the restaurant, suddenly stopped, and followed his gaze to see a lifelike oil painting on the wall of the fireplace.

I don't know if it's due to the location, the color of the oil painting has fallen off a lot, but it is clear that the protagonists in the painting are a man and a woman, and they are both nobles.

The woman was dressed in a gorgeous white gown, and most of her face was obscured by a gauze hat, which made people wonder what kind of beauty would be behind her. Next to her, a gentleman in a tuxedo stood erect, but his face was unrecognizable due to the complete blurring of the color of his head.

The only thing that caught Ryan's attention was the man's left hand gently caressing the emerald wrench of his right index finger.

"This is the previous owner of this manor." Agatha appeared behind Ryan unconsciously, her cloudy eyes also staring at the oil painting on the wall, as if reminiscing, as if regretting.

"Is it the Duke?" Ryan was the first to think of Farcurest, but Agatha didn't seem to hear it, and didn't respond to him at all.

"Where have they gone now?" After a brief pause, Ryan asked in a different direction.

Agatha shook her head silently, her eyes full of sadness: "It's gone." ”

In this way, it can be regarded as answering his last question, but Ryan seemed to realize something, and inexplicably felt a chill down his spine: "What happened?" ”

"It's just a casualty of an ugly conspiracy of the nobility, sir, you won't want to know."

Agatha's words made Ryan frown again, and a feeling of grievance made him very unhappy. But I have to say that the other party really whetted his appetite.

Ryan became more and more curious about the story behind the estate.

"The room has been kept clean and the hot water is ready, sir, you can rest at any time." Agatha saw that Ryan was a little distracted, and hurriedly reminded her.

Ryan was used to this housekeeper, and he didn't bother to bother with it, so he nodded and followed her to his bedroom.

After washing, the smell of blood and dust seemed to be cleaned up, and Ryan felt relieved from the bottom of his heart. Magic tricks can clean up the dust, but they can't bring this kind of comfort.

Sure enough, I am still more suitable for the life of a normal person.

Helplessly pouting, Ryan walked onto the balcony, greeted the evening breeze and the bright moonlight, took out the duke's letter, and just opened it, but he heard a soft song not far away.

There are no lyrics, Tania hums a tune that Ryan has never heard before, like a clear spring in a deep valley, ethereal and relaxed, and like a bright moon in the night, lonely and lonely.

"What kind of tune was that?" Leaning against the door of Tanya's bedroom, I saw her sitting on the balcony with her hands folded, her thin body showing an inexplicable sadness, which made Ryan's voice a little hoarse.

Shocked, Tania turned her head, and to Ryan's surprise, her blindfold still hadn't been taken off: "You, when did you come?" ”

"Just here." The girl's voice was a little choked, making people want to pity inexplicably.

"My mother taught me, and legend has it that this song can open the door to the heavenly realm and mourn the dead, which is better." Tanya's hands clasped around her knees, like a homeless orphan.

Ryan didn't speak, just stood quietly.

After a long silence, under the silent encouragement of the half-elf, Tania's faint voice came out again: "They were all killed by those bad people to protect me......"

Ryan was a little surprised, Tanya was just a child in his heart, and even a little stupid. But now the appearance of grief for others has forced him to overturn this impression.

After the extraordinary encounters in the past two days, Tania was already very tired, and now she finally relaxed, and tiredness gradually hit her heart.

The words in his ears suddenly disappeared, and Ryan turned his head in surprise to see that the elf girl was actually sitting and asleep.

After a moment's hesitation, Ryan sighed softly and approached the girl lightly.

With her long, silky black hair scattered to the ground, uncovered by a mask, Tanya's delicate face was like a work of art, making people look at it without taking their eyes off it. Under the wide pajamas, the body rhythms with the gentle breathing, and always exudes a seductive atmosphere of youth.

It's a pity, that blindfold......

Swallowing silently, Ryan resisted the urge to remove the other's blindfold, crouched down, wrapped one hand around her leg, hugged her back with the other, and gently picked her up from the ground.

The light, soft and boneless body exuded a slightly cold body temperature, which made Ryan can't help but clench his hands, bringing the other party closer to his chest.

Carefully placing the girl under the covers, Ryan took one last look at Tania's defenselessly relaxed expression, shook her head helplessly, and quietly left the room like a ghost.

The next day, Agatha was still pruning the plants in the yard, and Ryan was already up early.

"Master, are you still cooking lunch?" Agatha was smart and didn't ask Ryan directly if he was leaving.

When the latter heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile: "Do it, why don't you do it?" ”

"Yes, I'll go down and prepare." Bending down to Salute Ryan, Agatha was about to leave, but Ryan stopped her.

"By the way, you're the only one in charge of this manor?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, go back and find a few more domestic servants, now there are two more people, you may not be able to take care of it." After a pause, Ryan took a familiar money bag from his waist and handed it to the other party, "The rest will be used to buy some necessities, and life will not be settled." ”

"Everything is up to the master." Without pretension, Agatha caught Ryan's money bag, but the indifference on her face did not change in the slightest.

Watching the housekeeper walk into the room, Ryan's arrogant expression was instantly retracted, and his inexplicable look stayed on her back as she drifted away.

But now that he had something to do, he didn't have time to dwell on Agatha. After all, the latter is a servant left by the duke to himself, and even if there is any wrongdoing, at least it will not be revealed for now.