Lord Thun was killed by the spirit of his own brother, and the death was not honorable, and not many people know the details. Al, both as a friend and as a recipient, is to preserve his reputation.

"The priest of the temple testifies to you that the council of nobles has rarely been so efficient in getting you to accept property. How could you not have anything to do with this?"

The Council of Nobles, since it is a Council, can know the efficiency of doing things, even in the case that there are people inside who want to plot these legacies. The most effective thing is to delay the ruling of the noble council, and then the illegal encroachment becomes an established fact. However, no one has come to do it yet, and the council has actually decided?

"You can't find out your background, we even had a warning from the military when we investigated, an unrelated twelve-year-old child just got this huge inheritance so easily?"

The people who investigated Aurett so blatantly were just warnings, and it was already for the sake of them being Al's vassals.

"Then why do you swear allegiance to me?"

"We had to do this, in order to preserve the integrity of the Thun family legacy, even if it tarnished our reputation," Ackerman muttered, a look of sacrifice for honor. Al, who was regarded as a villain, touched his nose boringly.

If the four knights were not as loyal as Al, no one would have been as faithful to the four estates as they were, and there would even be hyenas harassing them, encroaching on them little by little in a long tug-of-war to acquire them with dirty means and trades.

"Oh, Barney," Al said by name, and Ackerman's serious look made him lose his appetite, and he wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

At the mention of Barney's name, Ackerman's face changed color. "How do you know"

Why keep the integrity of the estate, because there are still legitimate heirs, and if it weren't for Thun's donation to the priest of the Temple of Arles, the four knights would have fought over the property in the name of Thun's illegitimate son, Barney. Barney's name appears in Thun's succinct diary.

Four knights of rank 10 are not worth mentioning in the emperor, but at least if they can compromise with those hyenas when it is legal, at least one manor and the huge family heirloom Lord Thun's mansion can be kept.

"These estates already belong to me, and he has no inheritance right to kill me. ”

"No, as long as you prove that you are the murderer, this ownership is illegal, and everything is your plot to seize the family property of the Thun family. Ackerman drew his sword. Since Al had mentioned Barney, their plan to threaten Al with the murder of the nobles was compared to life and death, and the two estates and mansions were defeated.

"Will anyone believe a knight who makes a deal with the devil?" Ackerman is aging too abnormally, and the life span of professionals, especially warrior professionals, has been extended. Al guessed at a glance.

"We are just a few old knights, the truth is too far away from us, and I have to turn to the power of the devil. Albenstock, if you are willing to return the Lord's House, the winery, and the ice cellar to Master Barney, we are willing to give up revenge. ”

"Oh, is it a flash of truth or a devil's prayer?"

"It doesn't matter!Answer me!Albenstock" Ackerman was enraged by Alman's nonchalant attitude, how could these people be so cold-blooded and dark, greedy and cruel!

"The devil told you that I am a murderer?" Al Qiqi took out a bag of gold coins and used a gem as the price of the cross-level spell to chant the widely spread third-level prophecy spell True Knowledge. Summons an evil being and seeks an answer to a question.

Ackerman angrily drew his sword and slashed at Al, who was indeed quite annoying to be oblivious.

A powerful momentum suddenly emanated from Al's shadow, crushing Ackerman in place.

Everyone watched as Al summoned a thick evil black shadow and swallowed the bag containing the gold coins, and a pair of scarlet eyes of a long, oblique monster looked at Al.

"I killed Lord Thun," Al asked curiously

"Yes" The black shadow made a strange sound, like crying and shouting, sharp and piercing.

Al threw out another bag of gold coins, and the shadow opened his mouth to swallow it.

"I Killed Daniel"

"Yes"

"Did I kill more than a hundred people in the Lord's Mansion?" Al threw out another gem worth a hundred gold coins

"Yes"

"Did I defraud Lord Thun of his property?"

"Yes"

"I'm skinny"

"Yes"

Meria, who was engrossed in watching Al perform the magic magic, burst out laughing. Al touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Can you give me my money back?"

The dark shadow grinned, revealing Sensen's white teeth

"Of course not, Lord Albenstock. Money is of little use to the dead, and a shadow guard can't protect you."

The shadow swelled in vain, and out of it came a well-mannered, long-horned devil dressed in a gown like the bard's mouth.

"Can I ask another question?"

"Of course, and for free, you're a rare big customer of mine," the devil saluted him, motioning for him to ask

"You don't want these estates, but me?"

"Oh, I thought you would ask me why I lied to these old fools. ”

"The little ones are too smart to be interesting at all," the Devil sighed, as if sorry that the prank had not succeeded.

The meaning of this sentence is not to say the people behind the devil, but you, including this Mr. Devil, the false Mr. Devil.

The devils are all dispatched, how can it be these manors with three hundred gold coins a month that even Al can't look down on?

Since they have spent so much time for the bloodline of Alorete, it means that they have at least discovered that their bloodline is not ordinary, how can they give it to the devil who also covets it?

"Before the show started, you pulled it to the end, but my script has been planned for a long time" Mr. "Devil" looked at Al dissatisfied, and the terrifying momentum continued to rise, pressing everyone speechless.

"Now, you have two choices, one is to follow me, and the other is that I will take you away. Which one do you think is better? ”

Al couldn't answer, but there was a man who stood up creaking under the terrifying pressure.

"You lied to me! it wasn't Albenstock who killed Lord Thun at all!" Deceived and fooled, the loyal Ackerman roared angrily, finally realizing that they had used their determination to avenge Lord Thun to trick Al into this remote place.

"Oh, you see, Lord Thune's little bit of worthlessness, our clever little devil doesn't even look at it. Mr. "The Devil" looked at Ackerman with admiration, any loyal knight deserves admiration.

"Originally, in my script, you should have died in the glory of your own knighthood. So let's arrange another way for you to take a curtain call. Mr. "Devil" straightened his clothes and cleared his throat.