"Sally, go to the warehouse and get some medicine. Immediately, Green looked at Renault again and said, "You can rest these days, and come back to work after your injuries are healed." ”

Suddenly, Green noticed the things that Charlotte had placed in the courtyard when she came in, these things were familiar to Green, and they seemed to be the ones that Viscount Brown had given him and that Green had given to the Duke of Norton's emissary.

Normally, these gifts should have been in the hands of the messenger, but now they are back.

Green couldn't help but frown.

The strength of that messenger was very strong, much stronger than the middle-aged knight just now, so it was impossible to encounter any unexpected situation, no one would rob such a powerful knight.

If the gift is lost, it is naturally impossible.

Then there was only one possibility left, that is, the messenger had left the town and threw Green's gift on the side of the road, which happened to be seen by Charlotte passing by, picked it up, and brought it back to the Duke's Castle.

This suddenly made Green feel a little bad.

But Green didn't dig too deep.

Whether it was Green before or now, when Gisty died, there would be no contact between Green and Duke Norton, the same stranger.

"Sally, clean up the garbage in the yard. ”

"Is that what the Duke is talking about?" Sally pointed to the pile of gifts.

"Well, don't do it, throw it away. ”

"Okay. Sally was a little confused, but since it was Green's order, Sally wouldn't refuse.

Green nodded and went back to his room.

......

......

"Uncle Bill, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Beal was reluctant to talk about his loss in front of Green.

However, Charlotte immediately guessed and asked, "Is it Duke Green?"

Bill hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "It was one of his knights, I just injured one of his slaves, and he sent someone to take one of my arms." ”

As he spoke, Bill showed a look of resentment in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Charlotte, after this Duke Green lost power, he still doesn't know how to keep his head up, so aggressive, he rejected you, it's actually a good thing for you." ”

"Such a duke, even with the help of King Andrei, will not go far, not to mention that he is not very popular with King Andrei, maybe when he offends someone, he will die on the spot. ”

"Charlotte, you should either marry the son-in-law of an earl, become a countess, or recruit a knight to inherit Lord Brown's family business. ”

Bill said, not noticing that Charlotte's face had completely turned cold.

"Bill, do you mean yourself by knight?"

"What?" Bill was a little confused, he didn't understand why Charlotte's tone suddenly became cold, and he didn't understand how Charlotte's name for him changed all of a sudden.

Charlotte looked at Bill coldly and said, "What I'm asking is, do you mean yourself by knight?"

"Yes, no, no. Bill instinctively wanted to admit it, but halfway through the conversation, he still chose to deny it.

"Forget it, Bill, do you think I really can't see your little bit of caution, and the reason why I still call you uncle is just because you taught me knightly skills. ”

"I didn't say what you did secretly, it doesn't mean that I don't know, there are not a few maids in the Viscount's Mansion who have something to do with you, right? My father didn't blame you, just because you were more important than them. “

Charlotte said coldly: "But this time you have gone too far, who do you think you are? You have the right to make decisions for me? Do you think that if I listened to you before, you really regarded yourself as the master of the Viscount's Mansion?"

"Bill, Viscount's Mansion, you don't have to go back, let's go, get out of here, never come back, or next time, I don't know if I will order the knights to kill you." ”

Bill's voice sank, and said, "Charlotte, are you serious?" When he said this, Bill was trembling all over, indeed, for so many years in the Viscount's Mansion, Viscount Brown trusted him, and Charlotte respected him.

Inadvertently, Bill was already a little carried away, he regarded himself as second only to Viscount Brown, and once Viscount Brown died, the Viscount's Mansion would be his.

And Charlotte, naturally, is also his.

But now Charlotte has made everything clear, all this is just Bill's fantasy, he is not an indispensable member of the Viscount Mansion at all, and he does not have such an important position at all, he is just a dispensable knight.

That's the real thing.

Everything Bill had envisioned before was nothing more than Bill's wishful thinking, fantasy, the impossible, and when he realized this, Bill's emotions collapsed.

Even if Green had cut off his arm, even if he apologized to his slave, Bill had never been so devastated.

Whatever has been imagined for decades, it is not said that you can recognize it, Bill is addicted to it and can't extricate himself, but now he is awakened by Charlotte's hard and bloody shock.

Bill felt like he was going crazy.

"I don't want to repeat it a second time!"

"Okay, I'll go!" Bill gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, his chest couldn't stop heaving, and he walked away from the Viscount's Mansion in despair, his whole body like a madman.

Upstairs in the Viscount's Mansion, Viscount Brown and the butler were looking at Bill's back, silent.

"Master Brown, are you really just letting Bill go?"

Viscount Brown was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, let him go, although he is a little too extravagant, but after all, he has served in the Viscount Mansion for so many years, spare his life." ”

"Your Excellency is merciful. ”

Viscount Brown paused, and then said, "However, if he still tries to get close to the Viscount's Palace, or also tries to get close to Charlotte, don't hesitate to kill." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Bill was crazy, like a mad dog, and he didn't know what was ahead, and suddenly, a picture flashed in Bill's mind, the picture of him being asked by Green to cut off his arm when he was in the Duke's Castle.

This made Bill suddenly calm down.

An evil thought arose in Bill's mind.

His life has been ruined, and he has no future at all, so he doesn't need to scruple about anything, and in this way, he doesn't need to be afraid of the identity of the son of King Andre.

I am already a person who is worse than death, so why not find a backer?

Bill's resentment towards Green is real, sincere, and hateful.

Whether it is Bill's self-belief that Green humiliates him, or Green's superiority, Bill is full of life-and-death hatred for Green, full of hatred.

If, if he could kill Grimm, Bill would feel like he would be happy.

In that case, let's kill it!

As soon as this thought came to Bill's mind, it was uncontrollable, filling Bill's entire mind like a crazy aquatic weed, and Bill was now controlled by hatred and could not help himself.

Bill turned around and headed towards the Duke's Castle.