There was no moonlight tonight, and the arcing crescent moon only lingered in the sky for a little more than an hour before disappearing. But in fact, even today, when the moon was still in the sky, the faint crimson light was not enough to light up the night sky.

At this time, only human beings create things themselves, and those different kinds of lights can solve the problem of lighting.

Parker, the valet guarding the gate of the manor, couldn't help but sneeze.

The Earl's family was not at home today, but the manor was still brightly lit, and the male and female servants who could not follow them out were busy preparing for the return of their masters.

Parker didn't need to be involved in any of these things today, his only task today was to stand guard at the gate of the manor, and tell the other servants to get ready to meet them when he found the manor owner's returning carriage.

When the housekeeper left, he asked them not to be too haphazard, so as not to spoil the good mood of the day, for the dinner to which the Earl had attended to-day was of great importance.

Parker didn't understand the logic between the two, but it didn't matter, he just had to do what the valet boss had arranged.

He looked up at the deserted street and couldn't help but shake his body, he should have put on another coat, he couldn't help but think.

The weather in Fenerport City in October has gradually cooled, and the temperature difference between day and night has gradually begun to increase, and there is no doubt that the manservant's uniform is a little thin for such weather.

But that's good, at least he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood.

He had heard that many artisans this year, especially the guild's former helpers and apprentices, were worried about how they would survive the winter, as they were about to lose their jobs this fall. If you can't find a job to support your family before winter, you can imagine how difficult it will be this winter.

Parker looked up again at the end of the street, which was still empty. He sighed slightly, he didn't know how long the dinner party would last, and he had to stay here and wait. Otherwise, if you miss it, it will be a trivial matter to be punished by Monsieur Earl, and once you lose your job, you will have to worry about this winter, just like the group of craftsmen.

"Are you waiting for their father?" A voice sounded next to him, and Parker couldn't help but tremble in fright.

He subconsciously turned his gaze to the source of the sound, and saw a girl in a black tunic standing in the shadow of the trees, which he recognized as Miss Agnes, who was dressed like that when she went out today.

"Miss?" Parker hurriedly bowed, feeling a little strange in his heart.

When did she come back? Where's the carriage? Why didn't I see it?

A gust of wind blew, and Parker couldn't help but sneeze.

Parker's face flushed, his face was embarrassed, and he was a little apprehensive. He didn't have much contact with this young lady, after all, he was just an ordinary third-class manservant who had just joined the company. He didn't know exactly what kind of person this young lady was, and he was a little worried that his somewhat rude behavior would attract reprimand.

"You can go to the room first, Father and they won't be back for a while." Miss Agnes frowned, and looked a little vacantly into the street outside.

"But, but......" Parker wanted to say that the job that the chief valet had assigned him tonight was to stay here and wait for the arrival of Mr. Earl, but he felt that he should not say so, and for a moment he could only say a complete word.

"Forget it, you come with me." Agnes didn't have any room for words, and turned around and walked inside, and Parker gritted his teeth and followed.

Agnes went upstairs and headed for her little study.

"You keep watch at the door, and don't let anyone in and disturb me until I come out." Agnes commanded casually.

After thinking about it, she added, "If anyone ignores your reminder, tell them that they will do so at their own risk." Do you understand? ”

Parker nodded hurriedly, and Agnes walked into the study with a blank face.

The sense of oppression on this young lady was so strong that Parker couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after Agnes walked in.

I don't know what this young lady is going to do alone.

His position did not give him access to the owners of the manor, and all he knew about them came entirely from the whispers of the somewhat broken maids, who he had only heard of as eccentric, and who did not like the service of many people, and would only allow servants other than her personal maid to help during the tedious grooming before the ball or dinner.

Parker felt that the young lady was indeed a little strange, he did not see at all when the young lady had entered the manor, and the interval between his two heads of his head was not more than a minute, and the young lady came to his side.

Moreover, when he followed this young lady, he also noticed that there were some strange things about this young lady. He found that the young lady ...... He doesn't seem to be wearing shoes, and he has some faint ...... on his body Seems to smell of blood?

Parker was startled, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he only felt that this brightly lit manor suddenly became dark, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, he felt that his body seemed to be getting colder and colder.

He wandered around in place with some trepidation, not daring to enter or leave.

He felt his heart pounding, and his five senses seemed to grow sharper, and he could hear Miss Agnes in the room seem to pull at the square table on one side, and then he couldn't hear anything more.

After a while, the door behind him was opened, and he was startled, and quickly turned away, and then smelled like chamomile hydrosol mixed with nut oil, and Miss Agnes came out with a black notebook.

He looked through the open door and saw that the square table that had been placed on one side of the room had been pulled into the middle of the study, and the vase on it had been moved to the desk, and it was clean and clean, and there was nothing.

"You can leave, and if you still want to go to the gate of the manor, you'd better put on a coat and go out, I don't want anyone to say that the Pagani family treats their servants harshly." He heard Miss Agnes speak.

"Yes, yes, I see, Miss Agnes." Parker nodded hurriedly.

Agnes frowned and walked straight to the other side of the hallway, ignoring Parker.

And Parker, after Agnes left, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, walked downstairs quickly, ran to the servant's room, took a coat, and ran outside the house, feeling much more relieved.