Volume 1 The Tale of the Blacksmith Chapter 18 Homicide

In the dark night sky, there was a bright moon, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, adding a touch of chill to the late autumn season.

As soon as Emile and Sain came out of the bathhouse, they were hit by a cold wind, and they couldn't help but sneeze several times.

The new clothes made them look less dirty and smelly commoners, more like nobles, but the emir was not in the least happy.

Because he knows very well that no matter what clothes he wears, his identity has not changed, even if in the eyes of others, they are regarded as guests of honor by the nobles, which is already very enviable, but the inferiority engraved in the bones still cannot be changed.

However, the hardships of life have already made him accustomed to hiding his heart, maybe when he really makes a contribution one day, he can completely get rid of this inferiority complex, and now, he is just a commoner from a mountain village, and he can be favored by the nobles only because the other party has a request for him.

Emir was distracted as he walked, he watched the moonlight fall on the water surface of the pond, a sense of loneliness suddenly surged into his heart, he suddenly remembered, I don't know how my grandmother is doing at home, I haven't received the condolence money, how to make Joey willing to help him take care of his grandmother?

Sain had no such concerns, he wished he would never go back when he came out, but as a friend, he still had to care about the emir.

However, just as he was about to say something comforting, a shrill cry interrupted him, and the two of them were terrified.

It was a woman's scream, coming from outside the woods they were passing through, and because it was so close to them, it was very distinct, and it was definitely not an auditory hallucination.

"What, what's going on?" Sain was frightened by the sudden situation, and his voice trembled a little.

"Let's go, let's take a look." The emir proposed, and he calmed down first.

“…… Yes? There won't be any danger, I don't dare to go. Sain said, taking a half-step back.

"Don't worry, there's some danger in the manor, we're the ones who have killed even monsters." The emir comforted him.

"But, but ......"

Knowing that he couldn't get rid of it, Sain nodded in agreement, then shrank behind the emir and moved in the direction from which the voice came.

After a few minutes, they walked out of the woods, and were confronted by a building about the size of the bathhouse, which should have been a warehouse.

Unexpectedly, several servants had gathered at the door of the warehouse, all of whom were holding lanterns in their hands, illuminating the vicinity of the warehouse.

Seeing that there were so many people, Sain finally stopped being afraid, and ran with the emir.

However, when they approached, the servants seemed nervous, and whispered in their presence.

"What happened?" The emir asked.

"Are you...... Guests coming today, right? ”

A middle-aged woman asked vigilantly, her expression flustered and trembling all over.

She was the only woman among the servants, and it seemed that she had just screamed.

"yes, yes, what the hell is going on?"

“…… It's okay, we've got to go find Miss Lydia, there's a death here. After the woman finished speaking, she ran away.

"What!"

After that, the remaining servants ignored them and ran towards the central building.

However, perhaps there was too much movement, and Lydia quickly rushed over, followed by Daniel, as well as Jolson, the butler, and Margaret, the maid.

Strangely, the maid named Phyllis did not come.

It wasn't until everyone walked into the warehouse, and under the light, that Emir finally understood, because the dead were none other than Phyllis.

The warehouse was full of miscellaneous items, including large pieces of furniture, tables, chairs, benches, and the like, as well as fresh ingredients, and bags of flour piled up as high as a mountain.

The maid Phyllis sat on the ground with her back against the pile of flour, her hands hanging limply at her sides, a short sword stuck in the middle of her chest, and a large amount of blood flowed out, staining her white apron red.

It was clearly murder, perhaps not long after it happened, and the blood on Phyllis's body was still spreading around, and strangely, her expression was serene, and she didn't seem to feel pain.

Emile and Sain were shocked by this, and several of the girls who arrived at the scene were so frightened that they wept.

"Lord Daniel, it looks like the murderer hasn't run far yet." Jolson said after inspecting the scene.

He didn't report to Lydia, but chose Daniel, perhaps because he felt that only men could survive at such times.

However, Daniel didn't say much and threw the topic on his sister, as he had no interest in finding the killer.

"How? Lydia, do you have any clues? ”

Unlike what Joelson thought, Lydia was unexpectedly calm, after all, she had also been on the battlefield and had killed more than a dozen monsters, how could she be frightened by such a thing.

"What is certain is that the murderer has not escaped from the manor yet, Jolson, you quickly send someone to block the gate, and then patrol around the manor, don't let the murderer escape." Lydia immediately ordered.

"That's the best, then I'll go on patrol too."

Daniel nodded, he had no doubt about his sister's decision.

However, he was about to leave when something suddenly occurred to him, and he turned to the emir and them.

"You two are grandpa's new apprentices, in Lower Daniel Frost, Lydia's brother, I'm really sorry, this happened to you on the first day, I hope it didn't affect the mood of the two of you."

“…… Oh alright, can we help? The emir shook his head and asked.

"No," Lydia replied to him, "you two have important matters to do, but you can't delay them until then, so don't worry about leaving them to us." ”

"But ......"

The emir was tempted to say that the matter did affect them, and that they would not be able to do it if it was not resolved immediately.

After all, he's taken care of Lydia too much, so he has to repay her as much as he can.

But he also knew that Lydia was not consulting with them, but giving orders.

"Okay then." The emir had no choice but to compromise.

At this point, the onlookers began to whisper, and from time to time they peeked at Emir and Sain.

Their voices were clear in the quiet of the night, so that the Emir also heard a few words, presumably that the two of them were the most suspicious, because they were commoners, and there had been murders as soon as they came.

Sain obviously heard it, and he suddenly became angry, if it was a reasonable doubt, forget it, but the reason for the suspicion was actually because of their identity as ordinary people, this can't be justified, is it true that the common people must be bad people?

Sain had had enough, and after coming to Blackpool Town, he kept feeling the malice of those people, so he couldn't help but say it out loud.

"Hey, you're endless, do you think I'd like to come to a place like this? Yes, I am a commoner, but if it weren't for your master's request for me, I wouldn't have disdained to deal with you, don't look down on me first, I look down on you snobbery even more, really, I haven't suffered this kind of snobbishness, okay, if you have evidence that we did it, then we are willing to pay for our lives, if there is no evidence, then we can only leave, we can't afford to climb up to you nobles. ”

"Sain! What are you talking about! The emir hastened to stop him.

But it was too late, and all those present heard the complaint, and the servants immediately fell silent, just looking at Lydia.

At this time, Lydia's face was also ugly, she bit her lip, fell silent, and only spoke for a long time.

"Which of you suspects the guest? Say! Her voice was flat, but full of majesty.

"No, we have reasonable suspicions," one of the servants whispered, and was about to explain his conjecture, "Look ......

"Shut up!" Lydia roared.

"I ......"

"Miss Lydia, you can't cover them." The other servant seemed to be unable to take it anymore and stood up and spoke.

"Hehe, you dare to say that I am covering up?" Lydia laughed angrily.

"Alas, forget it, our young lady has a request for those two people, no matter how much you say, it's useless, let's go back." A maid said.

"Tsk, that's enough, you guys," Lydia was about to break down, but she pulled herself together and said, "Anyway, you guys who doubted the guests must apologize." ”

However, the servants did not do so, and did not even take Lydia seriously at all, and left the warehouse directly.

"Okay, if you don't apologize, you guys will fuck me out tomorrow, my family can't afford you."

No matter how much Lydia threatened, they were fearless, and no one came back to apologize.

"Huh."

At this scene, even the emir couldn't help but sneer, thinking that these servants really had backbone, and would rather lose their jobs than give up discrimination against the common people.

He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that they were born into a noble family? And then you feel like you're an aristocrat?

"Miss Lydia, I'm sorry for what I just said, but don't take it to heart." Sain abruptly apologized.

Lydia, however, looked at him with an angry expression.

"I'm supposed to say that, Sain, don't you hate me?"

"Don't think about it." Emir explained.

"Well, maybe because I'm also from a common people's background, that's why they look down on me," Lydia sighed heavily, and continued, "It's true, these servants were originally serving another nobleman, and they were only transferred here because my grandfather was made a nobleman, but I hope you can understand that I have never looked down on you because you are commoners, and I hate this discrimination, but I can't change it, I really ......... I'm sorry for you guys. ”

"Don't say it, I understand," Emile shook his head, comforting her, "Sain actually understands, it's just that we have suffered a lot of grievances these days, and we have resentment, so he can't help but explode." ”

"Really? Thank you for your understanding. Lydia smiled tiredly.

Sain nodded and continued.

"Yes, I know that it is not easy for you Lydia, so you should forget what you said just now, and besides, you should not have any conflicts with those servants, if they are fired, there will definitely be no place to make a living."

"Thank you, Sain." Lydia smiled heartily.

The emir also sighed that he could have such a high level of consciousness.

However, Sain suddenly changed his words and said, "But, Miss Lydia, you see that we have been wronged here, and you should always show it." ”

Emile just wanted to cover his face after hearing this, he didn't expect Sain to be so unkind.

"Of course, I'll make it up to you," Lydia readily agreed, and then added, "but not yet, I'll keep that in mind until I'll have time." ”

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words, you don't have to worry about what happened just now will affect our mood, we are also people who have seen the world, we don't care about this."

But the emir snickered in his heart, what kind of world, didn't he just happen to kill a monster?

Then, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the warehouse.

"Well, Miss Lydia, they're all gone, what are Phyllis going to do?"

“…… Yes! ”

Lydia was startled, but soon realized that it was Margaret's voice.

"Huh? Margaret, why are you still here, not leaving with them? Lydia was surprised.

"Oh, Miss Lydia, what do you say," said Margaret, chuckling, "you are so good to me that I will not leave you even if I die." ”

The Emir could tell what he meant, but he was merely showing Lydia what she wanted, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"That's good," Lydia smiled with relief, probably because she knew Margaret too well to be surprised, "I was right, you're a hundred times better than those guys, don't worry, I won't drive you away." ”

"Thank you." Margaret bowed her head shyly.

When Emir saw such a scene, the unhappiness he had just encountered suddenly disappeared, and it seemed that this manor still had a warm side.

However, he still has to pay attention to the immediate question, what to do with Phyllis's body, and who is the murderer?

Lydia seemed to read his mind and said bluntly.

"Emir, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't even think about interfering."

"But as soon as we came here, there was a murder, and I think the servants were justified in suspecting us," the emir explained, "so we must clear our name, don't we?" ”

"Hey, I'm talking about the emir," Lydia was upset, "I thought you were very sensible just now, why do you want to talk like this nonsense now?" ”

"Don't do that, Lydia, I also think Emir is right, we have to help with this, or we will not be happy." Sain agreed with the words of the emir.

"I don't care, I don't want you to think now, you have to listen to me, don't get involved in this, understand?"

The emir still wanted to persuade, but since she had said that she was dead, there was no room for negotiation.

"Yes, yes, understood."

"Well, that's pretty much it, let's go, I'll take you to dinner," Lydia urged them, and then said to Margaret, "Go and talk to Jolson, and let him help dispose of Phyllis's body, and inform her family by the way." ”

"Yes, I understand." Margaret nodded heavily.

However, Lydia remembered one more thing and continued, "Wait a minute, are you ready to make black tea before?" ”

"Well, it's ready." Margaret nodded solemnly.

"Then help me entertain the guests first, and put the rest aside in advance."

"But, Phyllis, she ......," Margaret glanced at the remains in the warehouse.

"Leave it alone, let's go."

After Lydia finished speaking, she took her hand and left the warehouse.

The Emir and Sain, who followed behind, looked at each other, surprised at Lydia's disregard for the servant's death, which did not seem like the way a knight should behave.