Chapter 760: The Best Way to Do It
After that, the group walked through the forest and came to the outside of Belan Manor without encountering any monsters, not even any animals or insects, if it weren't for the fact that the plants were rooted in the ground and could not move, they even thought that those plants might have escaped before they got closer.
Although Leo had dispelled the aura of the Stone Throne, there were still some remnants of his body, and these aura were undoubtedly like natural enemies to monsters and animals that relied on instinct, and they would flee immediately if they felt it from a distance.
At this moment, Geralt and the others became more and more in awe of Leo's attitude, after all, the mysterious power that Leo showed just now was far beyond their comprehension, and they all subconsciously thought that Leo was a powerful warlock, a powerful warlock beyond common sense, similar to the legendary mystic warlock who could destroy a country by one person.
When they came to the main gate of Beran Manor, there were guards at the door, Leo and the others did not go up, but Dandrion stepped forward alone, talked with the guards for a few words, and then the guards entered the manor, found the housekeeper in charge of the manor, and confirmed Dandrien's identity before allowing Dandrien to come in.
However, the butler obviously did not have a good attitude towards Dandrien, and his already gloomy face became more and more ugly when he saw Dandrion beckoning Geralt and them to enter the manor together.
However, the butler's face changed slightly when he saw Geralt as the witcher clearly, and then when he saw Leo and Sylvia wearing Abyss armor and dragon hunter armor, his face changed even more, as if he was thinking about something.
"Looks like we're going to have something to do. Leo, who was walking behind, noticed the butler's expression, turned his head and whispered to Sylvia beside him.
"What do you think will happen?" Sylvia asked back.
Leo thought for a moment and said, "Count Brita. β
Sylvia nodded slightly, agreeing with Leo's guess.
No matter how disgusted the housekeeper of the manor was with Dandrien, he still treated Dandrion as the most distinguished guest according to the Duchess's instructions, arranged the best room for him, and matched the corresponding servants, as for the others, because they did not have the Duchess's orders, the treatment was naturally much worse, and they were arranged in ordinary rooms.
There was also a small episode in the arrangement of the rooms, the butler was originally going to separate all their rooms and arrange them in different locations, but under Geralt's strong opposition, they were all arranged in several rooms near the maid's room, and according to the butler, only these rooms were connected.
Although no one in the audience believed this kind of nonsense, there was nothing the butler could do.
"There is a problem with this housekeeper. After the butler left, Geralt immediately gathered everyone together and said very seriously.
"He must have some relationship with Count Britta and knows some things about Count Brita. Sylvia saw the butler's behavior very thoroughly, and said, "But he is not one of Count Brita's people, because of the previous relationship, he does not mind helping us, so just now Painted tried to separate us so that Count Britta can act, but after we refused, he did not force it, obviously he should have intended to stay out of it." If my guess is correct, he should have informed Count Britta that it won't be long before we meet Count Britta himself. So saying, she paused, looked at the crowd, and said, "You should think of what conditions you should make, lest the Count of Britta be in a hurry when he arrives." β
Without waiting for the others to speak, Angulan preemptively said indignantly: "What other conditions can be negotiated, kick that guy out, and then tell the duchess about him, and let the duchess punish him?"
Mirwa on the side also nodded approvingly.
The others, however, remained silent on the matter and seemed to be considering Sylvia's words.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you all like this?" Angoorun looked at the others around him blankly, as if he were looking at a stranger.
"Because they're all adults and know that there are some things that can't be decided based on mood alone. Sylvia said in a deep voice, "Although your method is very relieving, do you think your method can solve the problem?"
Angouran tilted his head and retorted: "How can't it? Isn't the Duchess the most powerful in Tausent?
Sylvia touched Angouran's head, she really liked this straightforward girl, so she explained very patiently: "It's good that the duchess is the most powerful person in Tousent, but she doesn't have the right to dispose of an earl at will, let alone her, even if she is the emperor of the Nilvergaard Empire, she must find a suitable reason to dispose of an earl." β
"Do we have a reason?" Angoulan said, pointing to the survivor who was sitting stiffly across from him, "Isn't he the best reason?"
"This argument is untenable. Sylvia looked at the survivor and said, "The murder was definitely not done by Count Brita himself, but by his cronies, right?"
The survivor nodded and whispered, "It's the manor's housekeeper's hand." β
"You see, the Count of Britta only needs to put all the blame on the butler. Sylvia struck AngoulΓͺme and continued to strike, saying, "And even if this matter is done by Count Britta himself, I don't think the duchess will punish Count Britta too much for this matter." β
"Why?" Angoulan had become weak.
Geralt, who was next to him, saw Angoulam's appearance and wanted to open his mouth to tell Sylvia not to say anything, but in the end he didn't speak, so that Angouran could understand the world more clearly, and it might be a good thing for her to grow up quickly.
"Think about it, the butler of the Duchess's holiday estate could have been associated with the Count of Brita, and it is evident that the Count of Britta often came to live here, and had a good relationship with the butler. Sylvia dipped her fingers in a little water, quickly drew a tree on the table, and then wrote Count Britta on the top of one of the branches, and the duchess on the top of the other branch, and said slowly: "In order to maintain their own notice, the great nobles often marry other powerful nobles under their command, and the family inheritance of the duchess has been able to firmly control the Towcente for so long, in addition to the support of the Nilfgard Empire, the support of the internal nobles is also the key, so there must be a blood connection between them." For the Duchess, the dead are just ordinary civilians, and the living Earl is the cornerstone of her notification to Tousent, do you think that as a Duchess who has ruled Touscent for many years, she will tear down a cornerstone under her throne for the death of some civilians, and it is also a murder case with insufficient evidence?"
Angoulan didn't say anything, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mirwa thought that Sylvia was deliberately endangering Angoulam, and he couldn't look past it, so he directly questioned Sylvia, and said, "Since you said that Count Britta will not be affected at all, then what conditions do we have to offer? He doesn't need to pay attention to us at all." β
"Of course we can still negotiate terms, and let's not forget that Count Britta still wants to sell his plantation, and as long as he wants to sell it, he doesn't want rumors about the plantation to be unfavorable outside, so that those of us who know the truth can make conditions to him. Sylvia turned to look at the survivor and said, "Let him go, and give him a sum of money to leave Towcent." Another example is to pay you what should have been paid, and so on. β
Hearing Sylvia's words, the survivor had an emotional look on his face, and it was clear that it was only fitting for him to get out of this crisis.
"Is that all about those who were killed?" Mirwa couldn't help but exclaim.
"Of course it can't be left at that," said Sylvia calmly, "that the Count of Britta may be asked to pay a fee to the family of each deceased as compensation. β
Miwar said with some annoyance: "Is it ...... a sum of compensation?"
"Mivar," Geralt called out to Mivar, then looked at Sylvia and Leo, who had not spoken from beginning to end, and said, "Your Excellency Sylvia is right, giving the deceased's family a sum of compensation is indeed the best way to deal with it now, and the life of the living is more important than the dead." β
Seeing that Geralt also agreed with Sylvia's proposal, Miwar had no place to vent his anger, so he could only snort coldly and sit in his chair in silence.
Geralt then discussed what conditions should be appropriate according to Sylvia's proposal, and the discussion lasted for more than an hour before a first draft was over.
After Sylvia and Leo returned to their room, Sylvia turned to Leo and asked, "Why didn't you just speak?"
"Nothing you want to say?" Leo said flatly.
Sylvia sensed something keenly and asked, "Are you angry?"
"A little. Leo nodded in acknowledgement.
"Angry with me?" Sylvia asked again.
"It's not. Leo shook his head, walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the scenery outside, and said, "There is nothing wrong with your proposal, and it is the best solution, it is good for everyone, but I still don't like this method of treatment." β
"I don't like it either. Sylvia walked up behind Leo, hugged him, and said: "But the nobleman's game of power is such a rule, as long as you are in this game, you must abide by the rules of the game, but ......" As she spoke, she changed her words and said in a cold tone: "However, we are not from this world, we don't need to abide by the rules of the game of this world, and when we find out why we came here and how to leave here, we will use our own rules to solve that annoying guy." β
"Well, let's settle it like that!" Leo said, nodding.
At breakfast the next morning, the housekeeper of the manor came to tell the people that he had informed the duchess that Dandrion had led them to the manor, but the duchess was now busy with the affairs of the knights' assembly, and had no time to live here for the time being, so the butler had entertained them well, and asked them to stay in the manor and not walk around casually recently.
After the butler left, Leo turned to Sylvia and asked, "Do you think the last sentence was added by him himself, or by the duchess?" β
"I think the butler should have added it," Sylvia smiled disdainfully, then turned to Geralt and said, "The Count of Britta should be there in the next two days." β
Geralt said to Sylvia, "Leave this matter to Lord Sylvia, you can handle it! β
"Okay, I'll take care of it. Sylvia accepted the commission without shirk.
Geralt then said to Leo: "Regiel came back last night, and he said that there was some minor trouble in the transaction, and that you need to go there yourself, Your Excellency Leo, and he will be waiting for you at the cemetery outside Sweetwater. β
"Okay, I'll go later. Leo nodded.
Breakfast was over quickly and everyone went their own way.
When Leo changed into his armor and was about to leave to meet Regier, Sylvia said in a deep voice, "Something is wrong with this, you should be careful!"
"I know. Leo said calmly, "I think I need to have a good talk with this Regier." β
With that, he clamped the horse's belly and drove the horse towards the outside of the manor.
Sweetwater is also located at the foot of the Gaogong Mountains, and in the early years, there was a stream of melting snow flowing through the town, because this stream tasted a little sweet, so the people who settled here at that time gave their town the name of Sweetwater Town.
Later, the vineyards upstream of the stream were cut off and diverted in order to ensure water for plantations and grape brewing, thus making Sweetwater unworthy of its name and thus declining.
However, as the faith of the Prophet Rebioda spread in Tousent, the clergy chose to build a shrine and a shrine cemetery here, and the place flourished again, when someone changed the name to Cemetery Village, but the locals found the name unpleasant and changed it back to Sweetwater.
However, this prosperity did not last long, as Pregmon's miracle deception was exposed, the faith of the prophet of Rebioda soon collapsed, and the vast majority of people no longer believed in the prophet of Rebioda, and even spurned the faith of the prophet of Rebioda, and the temple cemetery that was part of the church of Rebioda was naturally affected, no nobles placed the cemetery here, only the poor would sweep the corpse with grass and send it here for hastily burial, and the town of Sweetwater also declined again.
The Rebioda Temple in Sweetwater is very average in size compared to the Rebioda Temples in various parts of Tousent, but the cemetery area is very large, and it can definitely be ranked in the top three, so the untended cemetery has become overgrown with weeds and trees, and some monsters also use it as a habitat.