Before dawn, Ramrem was gone. Because of the maid's insistence, Swain didn't send her, but just helped her leave the mansion without being discovered.

The servants in the mansion knew nothing about last night's events, and perhaps they could faintly hear some of the movements of last night, but they had no way of knowing when the master had returned or the butler's inexplicable disappearance. However, the servants who worked in the big families of the imperial capital were still very wise to know the need for silence, so for Swain's sudden appearance this morning, the servants did not dare to ask more than surprise, especially after they learned about the butler's sudden resignation and farewell.

After a casual breakfast, Sven had to take care of some of the legacy.

After Yang was thrown by Swain in an unmanned guest room, Swain didn't pay attention to him all night, not even a quilt. The poor boy had been in a coma all night in the cool night, but fortunately his body was at least stronger than that of Count Hecate, and he had only suffered a flesh wound, and even the suffering that Swain had finally forced only deepened Young's suffering, and did not cause any real damage to his body.

Swain didn't want the captive to die like this, but it wasn't going to make him much better. A bucket of cold water was poured directly on Yang's body, and Yang had only a thin black deacon suit, which made his already low body temperature even lower.

The cold and the pain on his body made Yang can't help but shrink his body as soon as he woke up, and after a night in a coma, Yang who just woke up couldn't continue to maintain his backbone like last night, showing weakness at his age. However, this subconscious action also made him uncomfortable, he already had a lot of small wounds on his body, especially when Sven pressed his face against the wall, his face was also scratched a lot of small wounds, and the bucket of cold water just now wet these wounds, and his subconscious action pulled these wounds again.

He hadn't been treated, and he couldn't let Yang rest well in just half a night, and now Yang is still very weak, and his physical strength is even worse than last night. After a night of freezing, he now felt that his forehead was hot, and the magic was even worse, obviously the dark green magic ball that Swin had a great corrosive effect on the magic power.

"Now I'll give you one more chance to answer my question. Swain grossly lifted Yang's collar, ignoring Yang's frailty, "Tell me, your name." ”

Yang had no ability to resist at all after being lifted up by Sven, he only felt that he had a terrible headache now, although he was lifted in mid-air, his sense of direction was confused, no different from lying on the bed just now. Now Yang's body and mind are tired, not only is his magic and physical condition very bad, but yesterday's magic ball almost destroyed his stubbornness.

“...... Jan Noe Darres. Yang still didn't choose to keep his mouth shut, his physical condition no longer supported him to be a man, not to mention that there was no point in keeping such a secret. He came out to attack Swain behind the back of Count Hecate and Artemia, and Thirteen would not vouch for him for his private actions, let alone go against Swain, at most this matter would be regarded as revenge for Count Hecate's injury, and it would not be resolved after some mutual compromises.

"Very well, then, what is your purpose. For Yang, who suffered all night and was finally able to clearly realize his situation, Sven did not make any more heavy moves. He threw Yang back into his relatively soft bed, which would still make Yang's injured body more painful, but it was better than being thrown on the floor.

Yang can't tell the truth about this question, although he and Swain had a verbal argument on this issue yesterday, but that is not the real purpose, of course, he will not say that purpose now. "Because you hurt Count Hecate. This excuse is the simplest and most plausible.

"You're from Lesson 13?" Swain turned his back and closed the curtains.

"That's right. Young looked at Swain's back, not sure if he believed his words.

"I've already met Manfred Schneider, and it's not surprising that Count Heckat met me that day. But since Mr. Schneider has said that this is the end of the matter, and he can admit on behalf of your director that it was a misunderstanding, why would you come?"

Yang was silent for a moment, he knew that Swain was testing himself to see if he was a person from Lesson 13, because Manfred hadn't said anything like that, and he wouldn't say anything like that. But the question before Yang now is how to expose Swain's lies.

Swain turned to look at the boy, and if he was from Lesson Thirteen, then he could explain why he knew his moves so well. Swain was sure that every hand of Yang last night had been directed at him after studying himself, and that no one in the Emperor knew about the magic he used, except for Count Hecate. So Swain had to make sure if he was from the Thirteenth Lesson, and if not, then there was a good chance that there were other magicians present that night at Metternich's house.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang finally decided to refute Swain according to the truth, after all, only by confirming the identity of Lesson Thirteen now can he better protect himself. Young had no doubts about Sven's determination to kill people, he knew too much about Sven, especially the magic Swain used, which was something that every magician had to keep secret.

"Manfred didn't say that, you are still a figure to be closely watched by our Thirteenth Lesson, and we have not forgiven you for hurting the director, Count Hecate. ”

"I met Mr. Schneider yesterday, you came in the evening, and you know what Manfred and I had to say. Sven's unmoving gaze revealed a slight chill, "You are familiar with Mr. Schneider, and it seems that your attack has something to do with that gentleman, am I right?"

Because he already had a fever, Yang's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He knew he had fallen into Jericho's trap, but his head was too dizzy to think through every detail, and now it took him a lot of physical strength just to speak.

"However, it at least shows that I am indeed a member of the Thirteenth Class, even if I am a subordinate of Manfred. This time I lost, but if you wanted to kill me like that, Lesson Thirteen wouldn't take this incident as a misunderstanding again. ”

Yang Qiang endured the nausea caused by dizziness, and tried his best to occupy some advantages in the conversation with Swain, and Lesson 13 was his biggest reliance.

"You said your name is Jan No. Dallez?" Swain didn't care about Young's threat, but instead turned to the original question.

Young's current state was not good enough for him to think about the meaning behind Swain's question, and he only responded hastily and with a bit of pain: "That's right, do you think I'm using a fake name?"

"There's not much difference between a fake name and a real name for you, isn't it?" Swain still looked like a wall of copper that couldn't be inserted or splashed with water, and that appearance and expression were not affected in the slightest, "But it's strange that you report a nobleman's surname and say that you are a subordinate of Manfred, and a nobleman lives under a commoner, isn't it?"

"I say 'even,' and besides, it's not surprising that Manfred is my senior. Yang tried his best to act like an ordinary employee of the Thirteenth Lesson, even if Swin went to the file of the Thirteenth Lesson to check his name, it would be the same result, and because of fever and discomfort, he did lose his original sharpness, but like an ordinary teenager who just relied on impulse.

However, Yang was too sharp last night and made too much of an impression on Sven, so Yang's current appearance can't completely fool Sven.

Swain put his hand on Yang's forehead, and Young, who had no power to resist, let Sven fiddle with it. Fortunately, instead of giving him another torment like last night, Sven cast a faint healing spell that slightly relieved Yang's pain. However, after all, it was only a small healing magic, and Yang was just a little better, and the symptoms of fever on time still existed. Although Yang was already a little confused, he still couldn't help but curse Sven in his stomach: Why only put a half-baked micro-effect magic, is this person really not able to summon high-level magic other than magic and flickering?

Swain naturally didn't know what Yang was thinking of him, and after he relieved Yang's pain a little, he put forward his own conditions: "Tell me the identity of that Manfred Schneider and his position and rank in the thirteenth class, and I won't let you suffer as much as you do now." ”

"You can kill me too, so I won't be as miserable as I am now, can you?" Yang Chong Swin let out a difficult smile, indeed a bit of mockery. Yang in this state can beg Swain for mercy, but if it is at the cost of the intelligence of the thirteenth lesson, then the price is too heavy, it is something more important than his life.

"Of course I won't kill you, although times have changed, and I can't ask the Hecate family for your ransom, but you are still my captive, a worthy captive. Sven was not provoked by Yang's taunts, even if he was provoked by Yang last night, it was not because of Yang's provocation.

Yang snorted coldly and closed his eyes to recuperate, even though his body was still shaking, it was clear that he didn't intend to answer Swain's question. Although he had been cooperating with Swain's questions before, those were just inconsequential questions, although he did not approve of the Hecate family, but he was full of burning ambition for Lesson 13, and his strong will still chose to stick to the bottom line.

"If you really don't want to answer this question, then forget it and let me change the question. To Young's surprise, Swain didn't use violent means to force him, "Manfred Schneider's age, this question shouldn't be worth keeping it a secret, if he's just an ordinary employee of the Thirteenth Division." ”

Yang, who was originally going to deal with Sven with an indifferent attitude, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were shocked, and his expression couldn't help but freeze. After a while, a feeble wry smile appeared on his stiff face. "You are indeed the same person as Manfred, and even if your magic perception is weak, you can still smell the blood on Manfred's body. ”

"I don't like your assessment. Swain's attitude remained the same.

"Then be whatever you want. Although Yang was frightened by Swain's message, he still wouldn't answer Swain's question. Yang rolled over in pain, closed his eyes, and looked like he was going to continue to rest.

"Looks like you're not going to answer, but it doesn't matter, I've got an answer. Sven pulled out a quilt from the cupboard and threw it at Yang. Of course, he didn't suddenly change his attitude towards the boy who wanted to kill him yesterday, and several demons stayed on the bed with the quilt to prevent the captive from escaping.

Although Yang was very concerned about Swain's words, he hesitated for a moment and still did not move. Now any problems he has with Swain will put him even more at a disadvantage.

When the door slammed shut, Yang's tense nerves could finally relax, and his tired body soon fell into a deep sleep again.

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In the intricate underbelly of Govélenburg, Manfred is conducting his own research in his laboratory. There was no light in the room, but in complete darkness, Manfred could still see every vein of his experiment.

The biology professor is truly passionate about his research, and his passion for research goes far beyond his job.

But accidents are always so annoying, and while Manfred is happily going through his experiments, his underground kingdom is an uninvited guest.

Artemis almost never came to Manfred's quarters, the tunnels were dark and complex, and she didn't like to come here since she was a child, even though it was a great place to explore. But now she had to come to Manfred, who was still in bed, and who had to come in person.

Helpless, Manfred could only sigh, he walked out of the room, and took the initiative to find Artmis, if he did not take the initiative to appear, in this tunnel, this Miss Heckat, the future owner of Govélenburg, would probably be lost.

"What's the matter, Artmis?"

Artemis was not at all surprised that Manfred had appeared out of nowhere. She looked anxious, and asked quickly, "Manfred, have you seen Yang?" He didn't come back last night, I asked my father, Yang didn't have any tasks last night. ”

"Do you mean Young?" Manfred looked rightly surprised, of course he had seen it, "Of course I haven't, he wasn't in the castle yesterday when I came back from Astrad I's school, and I've been here ever since." ”

Attmis furrowed her brows, she didn't hide her brother's worries at all. "Really, where will he go, he's never gone all night without saying hello before. Did he tell you anything before, he won't have an accident, right?"

Manfred shook his head. "You're a little worried, Yang's strength should be clear, no one can easily arrest him, even if there is any accident, he will also ask us for help, isn't it?

Artemis sighed, Manfred's words also made sense, Yang has never been very close to his sister, and it is normal not to tell him anything. "Well, I'll listen to you, but if he doesn't have any news today, I'll have to trouble you to find him tomorrow. ”

"Of course. ”

Nodding tiredly, Artemis still had a heavy burden in the days when Count Hecate was injured, after all, there were many things for her to deal with on behalf of the Hecate family and the Thirteen Lessons, such as the Emperor was going to formally summon Swin No. Jericht tomorrow, and she was invited. However, although she dutifully runs for the family, she actually longs for the carefree days before.

She saw Manfred's bloodstained white gloves and asked curiously, "Are you experimenting again?"

"Ah, that's right. Manfred noticed Atmis' gaze and raised his hand, "An interesting experiment. You know the family illness of the Duke of Norforthmons. ”

Artemis nodded, it was a well-known anecdote among the aristocracy, and even if she didn't mingle much in social circles, she had heard the story.

The Duke of Norformons is also a distant branch of the Giang family, dating all the way back to Edney Wayne I. Edney Wayne I married the Duchess of Norformons in the eastern part of the Essene Kingdom for his eldest son, Midletus, however, the Duchess died in childbirth when she gave birth to their first child, Princess Mary, the eldest granddaughter of Edney Wayne I, who inherited the position of Duchess of Norformons with the support of the Gioon family at birth, and was regent by her father Midletus, during which time the Duchy of Norformons had almost become a vassal of the United Kingdom of Deherbas and Esini. However, since Midletus is the eldest son and first heir of Edney Wayne I, the Principality of Norformons is completely dependent on Princess Mary's blood with her mother, in order to ensure the control of the Principality by the Dawn family, Edney Wayne I arranged for his youngest son Kaslo to be engaged to Princess Mary, so that the Principality of Norwillmons can still be controlled by the Duelum after the eldest son Midletus loses his regency.

Edney Wayne I's strategy earned him another duchy for the Gions, but it was not so pleasant for his successor, Midlets II. As the youngest son of the previous king, the little prince Kaslo already had the right to claim the title of Middlelets II, not to mention marrying his eldest daughter Princess Mary, who was both a younger brother and a son-in-law for Middlelets II, and his reputation was even higher. Although it was an uncle marrying a niece, this was not uncommon in that era, and even now there are such cases of consanguineous marriages, and after such a dual identity coincidence, Kaslow is definitely a great challenger to the stability of Middlelets II's position.

Fortunately, Middlelets II remembered his deceased wife, and he was quite fond of his daughter, and the Duchy of Norformons was indeed weak compared to the United Kingdom, and Middlelets II only adopted a gentle approach to his younger brother and son-in-law, and continued to marry this branch without suppression. After several generations of marriages, although the royal family is the most orthodox bloodline of the Giang family, the Duke of Norformons line has gradually become the purest line, and the perennial marriages of the same family make the lineage of Norformons almost invisible.

However, the pure bloodline does not seem to bring nobility and luck to the Duke of Norforthmons, and after several generations of close marriages, the descendants of this branch are not prosperous, and even several dukes have died short-lived, and most of the heirs of this family are also in poor health, and once fell into the crisis of extinction. By the time Astrad I established the empire, the family had already found itself in the early days of its founding, and their rightful heir was a little girl. Astrad I chose the youngest son of a Rosa family as a son-in-law for the Duchess of Norfolmons, and the family recovered slightly.

For the marriage of Astrad I, many people thought that it was to avoid the pureblood of the Normons line from threatening the royal family, but it accidentally saved the family.

Artemis raised an eyebrow. "In other words, you're working on a family genetic disease?"

"That's right. Manfred smiled intoxicatedly, and of course this smile was a little hairy in Atmis's eyes, "I already feel that a great new discovery will be born in my hands!"