What exactly went wrong......

Lynn kept pondering that using his status as a nobleman as a stepping stone to meet Lauder through trade was the fastest and safest way he could think of, but he didn't expect that the first step would hit a wall.

This made Lynn a little embarrassed, and he even wondered if Lauder had received some bad news, so he deliberately hid.

If that's the case, then it's troublesome, and it's not easy to find someone who has the heart to hide.

Lynn was thinking about it when the dense crowd of people in the harbor suddenly became extremely chaotic, and in a burst of screams, a well-decorated carriage drove through the narrow road and galloped towards it.

Which nobleman is so arrogant?

Lynn frowned and was about to pull away, but the carriage stopped right in front of him.

After a while, a well-dressed, tall and thin middle-aged man stepped out of the car and bowed very much.

"I've finally found you, Master Lot, please go back with me as soon as possible, Lord Pedrol has something very important to look for you!"

In the face of the sudden invitation, Lynn almost didn't react, but fortunately, he recalled Lot's diary, and quickly judged that the person in front of him was the housekeeper in Pedrore's mansion, and then a drop of cold sweat appeared on Lynn's forehead.

He just wanted to borrow this identity temporarily, as a stepping stone to enter Harbor Town and meet the cripple Lauder, but he didn't expect that now the main owner would come to the door.

And much faster than he had anticipated!

To go or not to go?

Countless possibilities flashed through Lynn's mind, and after a pause or two, under the respectful and determined gaze of the butler, Lynn nodded, lifted the curtain and sat in the carriage.

Pap Ta Pa Ta ......

The stalled carriage slowly moved along the muddy road of the docks, and the body kept shaking, making Lynn sitting on it a little uncomfortable.

"You'd better take care of it before you enter the mansion, you'll be upset if you see it!" The curtain was lifted again, and the tall and thin butler glanced at Lynn's hands and reminded him.

Lynn lowered her head, only to realize that her hands were stained with a lot of yellow-black powder, which should have been accidentally stuck to when he helped Halfling Bill carry the bucket before.

Wait a minute...... Lynn suddenly raised her hand and looked down to sniff it.

This smell seems to be ......

Brimstone?

……

Pedrore's mansion is located in the northwest of Seaport Town, on the busiest street, with a dark black iron gate that stands majestically, and as the carriage slowly pulls through the gate, Lynn quickly notices what lies beneath the surface.

Dense weeds sprouted through the cracks in the tiles, and the flowers planted on both sides of the road were half withered due to lack of care.

But it's normal to think about it, it's been a long time since Pedrol House hired a gardener who specializes in pruning flowers.

After a brief wash, Lynn was led by the servants to the vestibule of the mansion, where Baron Pedrol was already sitting at the table covered with a crimson tablecloth.

Also sitting at the table was a brown-haired girl of about sixteen or seventeen years of age, staring at him with an indescribable gaze, presumably the sister Ivina, whom Lott had mentioned......

Lynn silently observed, and sat down in the only empty seat, with a plate of hot steak and three or two unknown leaves on the table in front of her, it was obvious that this was her dinner today.

Compared to nibbling black bread with water, it is already extremely hearty!

"Where have you been? My son, I wanted to look for you last night, but you weren't there. After Baron Pedrol sat down in Lynn, he asked with a dissatisfied expression, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the tall and thin butler who entered the door together.

"I found the young master in the docks of the port." The butler replied without squinting.

Baron Pedrore's face immediately became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice. "I should have warned you, Lot, it's okay to relax properly, but never spend the night in that kind of inferior place and hang out with filthy prostitutes!"

Lynn was speechless, you think I went to prostitution, right?

What makes him even more uncomfortable is that he can't refute it, he can't say that your son didn't come back last night, he committed suicide by jumping into the sea, right?

Lynn anticipated Lotter's reaction, and finally lowered her head and said nothing.

"I don't want a next time!" Baron Pedrore's tone was very stern, and after a pause, he continued.

"Also, you're going to have to keep an eye on me for the next few days, Harbor Town hasn't been peaceful lately."

"I heard that Bishop Ansulk brought a large number of men to the town of your a few days ago to capture the devil's followers, but the result was a heavy loss, only a dozen of the 100 elite guards came back alive, and not only that, but even Bishop Amsulk was also severely damaged......"

"Are these wizards really that powerful?" Ivina looked away from Lynn's body and asked in shock.

You must know that the entire Secas Empire, although ruled by kings and lords, is really in control of everything by the Holy See!

Or rather, the messenger of the great Lord of the Stars and the goddess of creation [Ella] in the mortal world.

And an archbishop like Ansulk is undoubtedly the spokesman of God in Nordland, and such an unimaginable big man on weekdays was defeated in the process of rounding up wizards, such a contrast made Ivina a little difficult to accept for a while.

"These wizards have been corrupted by the devil and have witchcraft that ordinary people can't imagine, and they are not so easy to deal with." Speaking of this, Baron Pedrol couldn't help but shudder.

He had met Bishop Ansik a year ago, and he seemed to be about the same age as him, or even younger, but when he met again tonight, he saw an old man in his twilight of eighty or ninety, and he couldn't imagine what kind of witchcraft could make a powerful bishop look like this.

What Baron Pedrol didn't even imagine was that the other protagonist of his story was sitting quietly beside him, cutting the steak slowly and orderly with a knife and fork......

Lynn was also somewhat surprised by the information that Amsik was still alive, he had thought that in that case, the bishop would only have three fates.

Either he was poisoned, stoned, or sacrificed himself to complete that divine descent.

Or did the so-called [Ella] projection save him again?

However, it is clear that the save is not complete, otherwise Pedrol would not have said that the other side has been hit hard......

(PS: On the first day of the new book recommendation, ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for monthly passes, and ask for follow-up!! ）