Chapter Forty-Eight: The Story to Be Staged

"What did they tempt you to join?" The reasoning student asked again.

"Help me inherit the barony."

None of the three substitutes immediately asked new questions, and they roughly deduced the origin of the dagger and what might have happened.

But there is another suspicion, this kind of use of evil objects to directly influence and kill the nobles will definitely attract the attention and investigation of the church, which is completely unable to achieve their intended purpose, and the plan they formulated before, controlling the son and indirectly influencing the father is reasonable and feasible.

The reasoning student thought for a while, then he took out the blood-stained dagger that was temporarily isolated by the spiritual wall, and asked, "Have you ever seen this dagger before today?" ”

Arndt looked at it carefully for a moment, but his tone was still hoarse and low.

"Yes, it belongs to a member of that organization."

"Do you know that person?"

"Yes, her name is Lydocia."

Arndt almost couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears, but he tried his best to restrain himself, and his expression looked even more sad.

"She was the one their organization sent to contact me, and if I didn't do what they asked, that organization didn't come back to me."

"So, they've paid you in advance now, and they should come back to you to ask for favors." The substitutes of the sailor's route rushed to speak their minds.

The reasoning student dragged him again, and gestured with his eyes that if he couldn't speak, don't speak.

The punishers asked a few more questions about the Baron and the Aurora Society, and Arndt answered them all truthfully.

The three substitutes then reported the results of the investigation of the case, and the reasoning student focused on the situation of the second son of Baron Casdeil, and said that according to his observations, the second son was not lying, but when he mentioned his father and brother, he showed great grief on the surface, but from the minute details, it was most likely pretended.

"Hmph, nobles, synonymous with coldness and ruthlessness...... Everyone else is dead, and he won't be able to inherit the title. The other substitute sneered and said nonchalantly.

In the end, the substitutes came to the conclusion of the case: Baron Casdeil and his eldest son died of cannibalism under the influence of extraordinary objects. Due to the fact that the source of the extraordinary item is related to the Aurora Society, the second son of Baron Casdeyi may need to be monitored and investigated in the future.

It was claimed that Baron Casdeyi and his eldest son were assassinated by the terrorist organization Aurora Society.

……

Inside a dimly lit room.

Across from Viscount Stafford stood a woman in a plain white robe.

She stood at the window, facing Viscount Stafford on her side, her chin slightly raised, looking out the window.

From the direction of Viscount Stafford can be seen with her delicate side face, small ears, slender white neck, and a bumpy figure that is even more seductive despite her wide robe. The skirt on the side of the robe has a high opening, and the well-proportioned, smooth and delicate white legs loom out.

Viscount Stafford tried his best to control his emotions and asked in a deep voice:

"What do you mean by the deal we talked about before?"

The woman by the window laughed softly at first, and the laughter was like a beautiful song, clear and beautiful.

"We agreed to the deal, and the script has been written, the actors have been arranged, the heroine has arrived in Beckland, and now, with only a suitable male lead, the play can be staged."

The voice seemed to have a magical power, stirring Viscount Steford's mind, and he had to try to calm his churning mind for a while before he continued to speak.

"His Royal Highness Prince Edsax Augustus will be the ...... of the royal family with your sincerity, you may send someone to contact him, in the right way. ”

"Okay, now that the cast is in place, let's start this big show."

At this moment, the woman in the white robe suddenly turned around, faced Viscount Stafford and continued with a smile: "So, when will we get paid?" ”

"After you really see the results."

After a brief silence, Viscount Steford asked again, "Can you tell us about your plans?" ”

"Hehe, it begins with a very old-fashioned love story, a prince falls in love with a commoner woman, and he wants to marry her as a princess at all costs."

The white-robed woman paused, as if she found the story very interesting.

And at the end of the story, the prince discovers that the woman he loves turns out to be a witch, and he is only used to contact him, and the prince regrets his mistake and commits suicide. How's that, not bad, right? ”

"To make the story more interesting, we'll probably bring in other actors, and anyway, when the story is done, no one will pay attention to what you're doing."

"That's what you want, right?"

Viscount Stafford looked away slightly, not looking the woman across from him in the eye.

"How do you make sure the plot will go the way you envisioned?"

The white-robed woman smiled meaningfully.

"We've got a good idea."

Viscount Stafford nodded.

"Well, when the time comes, you can get back what you want."

……

The Punishers' investigation of Baron Nova Casdeil was superficial and did not go deeper, and in the absence of any movement in the Aurora Society, long-term surveillance was not realistic, and they quickly withdrew the power of covert surveillance.

Arndt quickly inherited the title as the new Baron of Casdeil, and then, with the assistance of the butler, took stock of and took over all the family estate.

This includes shares in some land, estates, certain companies, and small banks.

Arndt, who also took over some of his father's personal connections, personal bodyguards and other forces, immediately investigated his father's whereabouts and order arrangements some time ago.

After summarizing all the feedback, he realizes that he may have misunderstood his father, and that Lydocia's disappearance has nothing to do with his father.

The words of the hateful woman who threatened to get rid of her, seduced her son, and made her well-behaved son rebellious and disobedient were just a verbal threat from an angry old aristocratic father.

But Arndt did not regret it, his heart had already fallen into the abyss.

My father didn't send someone to kill Lydocia this time, and according to his stubborn and arrogant character, if he didn't give up on Lydocia and obey his arrangement, he would sooner or later fulfill his declaration.

As for the elder brother, the damned, selfish, arrogant, hypocritical, annoying man like his father, who usurped the family's resources and always presented himself as the excellent heir to the family, as if the barony was already in his pocket. The way he arrogantly accuses his younger brother in front of his father is disgusting.

But he didn't want to let go of the people who actually kidnapped Lydocia.

From the punisher's side-tapping, he preliminarily concluded that the Aurora Society might have taken Lidocia back because she refused to do what they had arranged.

He didn't know where Lydocia was now, but his instincts told her that Lydocia might be dead.

No matter what the situation is, he is full of hatred for the Aurora Society, and he wants to take revenge on the Aurora Society!

Through the various channels that Lydocia told him to obtain potion recipes and extraordinary materials, he decided to become an extraordinary one as soon as possible and gain the power to take revenge on the Aurora Society.

Arndt was in the Crown Cemetery at this time.

The coffins of the father and brother had been requiemed and then buried in the earth. During this process, he always maintained a solemn face and a sad expression.

Friends and relatives of my father or brother came to pay their respects, offering plain white flowers, some just silently staring at the tombstone for a while and leaving, and some people came in groups, and after bending down to put down the flowers, they would sigh a few words with their companions about the deceased.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black suit came to the tombstone, he had gray-blue eyes, high cheekbones, and he was ordinary and featureless.

This is the main shareholder of a small bank, and Baron Casdeyi is the second shareholder.

Like the other mourners, he placed the flower in front of the tomb and let it lie quietly on the ground with the rest of his kind. He bowed again, then prepared to leave.

Just as he turned around, his gaze swept over the young new Baron Casdeil, who was also standing near the tomb.

His expression and figure froze at the same time, and then it was normal, and when he turned to leave, he lowered his head, bent the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and said to himself silently:

"What a perfect soul!"