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'Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~~' Harrick in the house heard the bell ringing, and walked to the door and opened it from the inside.

Frass smiled slightly and said, "This is my brother who asked me to bring you food." As he spoke, he handed the food box in his hand to the other party.

"Oh...... Thank you!" Harrick hesitated. He reached out and took the box of food that Frass had given him.

In his memory, Suker had never been so generous, and asked his sister to bring food to the house.

Harrick thought to himself: He apologized to me for feeling guilty for refusing to help me?

"By the way, he asked me to bring you a sentence," Frass said after a moment's thought. "Don't be busy with work, pay more attention to what you eat. Then the girl turned and left.

Harrick felt inexplicable, Suk was concerned about me, but he had always paid attention to his diet, three meals a day, and would eat on time every day. He knew that.

Pay attention to your diet, pay attention to your diet? Harrick immediately understood what he meant. Then he took his sword and drove away.

The gates of the Count's Mansion were guarded by six city guards and two free knights, and he arranged for twelve city guards and four free knights to patrol the courtyards of the palace.

The Count of Arassis's bedroom was guarded by the Knight of Bolton and two other freelancers, while the leader of the Silver Sword Order secretly guarded the Earl's bedroom.

With such a tight defense, even if the Assassin had great ability, it was impossible to succeed in the assassination. But he only forgot about the seemingly inconsequential, but very important, back kitchen.

If the Assassins managed to infiltrate the Count's kitchen, disguised as a servant or cook, they could invisibly kill Count Aracis with poison.

Harrick hastened his way to the Earl's Palace. He thought to himself: the Count must have been busy with his official duties at this time, and had not yet had time to have dinner.

When he appeared at the Earl's Mansion, he saw from a distance that the light in the study on the second floor was still on, which indicated that the Earl was still busy with business in the study.

"Send men to surround the Earl's mansion, and forbid anyone to enter or leave. Harrick gave orders to the guards guarding the gate.

Then, as he passed the courtyard, he beckoned a group of city guards who were patrolling and led them directly to their seats in the kitchen.

Although the soldiers did not know what was happening, they did not hesitate to obey the sheriff's command.

"Guard the exit and don't let anyone go in or out. With that, Harrick led the remaining two freelancers and six soldiers into the kitchen.

At the moment, the kitchen was busy preparing dinner, which was enjoyed by knights, soldiers, servants, and, of course, the family of Count Araciss.

"Everyone stopped what they were doing and stood still. Harrick's deep voice rang out in the kitchen.

"Master Harrick," Managing Ammon asked. "Do you have any orders, we are preparing the Earl's dinner!"

The old butler who had served in the Earl's Mansion for eighteen years, the Governor of Ammon trusted Count Aracis, and he took care of everything in the Earl's Mansion.

Harrick had a good deal to say about Managing Ammon. But the rest of the people in the kitchen, he had to check them strictly, and he couldn't let go of everyone who was acting suspiciously.

"I suspect that there are assassins in the kitchen now," Harrick said bluntly. "Now I'm going to investigate you one by one, and if anyone dares to resist, they'll be dealt with as assassins. ”

Suddenly, several cooks and maids in the kitchen suddenly became panicked. They all looked at each other cautiously, for fear that the other party would be the assassin and then hold themselves hostage.

"My lord, how could there be an assassin in the kitchen. Ammon said at a loss.

"Have any new faces been helping in the kitchen lately?" asked Harrick.

At the same time, his piercing gaze scanned the kitchen at the frightened cooks, helpers, and maids, trying to find answers in their eyes.

"Nope. ”

"Aren't there any?" said Harrick, grimacingly. "If you think about it, it's about the safety of the Earl. ”

Chief Ammon thought about it seriously. "It's true that the kitchen hasn't hired any helpers," he added, after a moment's hesitation. "The day before yesterday, Orr was ill, and he asked his nephew to replace him for a few days. ”

"Who is Orr, and where is his nephew?" Harrick blurted out as he asked.

"Orr is the fire-making assistant in the kitchen," Managing Ammon's gaze searched the kitchen. "His nephew is there, and that one is ......."

Suddenly, I saw a thin figure break through the window in the kitchen, and the glass shards fell to the ground in an instant. The cooks and maids in the kitchen trembled with fear.

"Sure enough, I got here. With that, Harrick led the city guards behind him to chase him out.

The Assassin broke through the window and fled into the backyard, but Harrick was prepared outside the kitchen to prevent an accident.

The Assassin had just scurried into the backyard and attempted to escape over the wall when he was blocked by dozens of guards.

Harrick also surrounded it from behind with a group of guards, and several archers appeared in the backyard with their bows and arrows in their hands from a high place.

At this time, Count Aracis, who heard the great commotion in the courtyard, also looked down from the window of the study on the second floor. The leader of the Silver Sword Organization was right behind him.

"Harrick, catch it alive. Count Arassis's voice came from overhead.

When Harrick heard the Count's order, he ordered his archers to put away their bows and arrows. "I advise you to be restrained. ”

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't escape. The Assassin replied in a cold tone.

The assassin suddenly had an extra dagger in his hand, and instead of swinging it at the soldier in front of him, he threw it directly at the figure in front of the window on the second floor.

But the sudden surprise attack was not successful, and the dagger he swung out in an instant was blocked by the shield stretched out by the silver sword leader standing behind the earl.

The next moment, the assassin had already been stabbed in the thigh by a city guard with a spear in his hand.

"You're really dedicated. Harrick said sarcastically. Immediately afterward, two soldiers quickly stepped forward and pinned the Assassin to the ground.

The assassin who was stabbed by the spear did not scream in pain, but replied coldly: "It's a little worse than a dog." ”

Harrick resisted the anger burning in his heart and led the soldiers to escort the Assassin to the private dungeon of the Count's mansion.

Rog happened to arrive from the Happy Boar, and he saw two soldiers escorting a thin figure.

Rog stepped forward to look at the unfamiliar pale face, and the only thing he could confirm was the Assassin who had appeared in the Suker tavern that night—the cold, empty gaze.

Sooke didn't lie to him, and the assassin was captured by Harrick.