When the head of the auction house hurried to the street with a few guards, he realized that the events had developed exactly the opposite of what he had imagined.

Lying on the street were seven or eight men dressed as local thugs of Portugalette, their bodies curled up like sun-dried shrimps, and their mouths were moaning in pain.

The young girl, who had just subdued the gangsters, stood quietly beside her, and when she saw the person in charge of the auction hall coming, she covertly put the black metal short stick in her hand into her sleeve.

At this time, the person in charge of the auction house roughly restored everything that had happened in the previous few minutes in his mind.

For some reason, the young girl who received the warning did not choose to hide her identity and quietly left the scene through the side door.

She appeared in the sight of Joseph Conrad's eagle dogs.

The gangsters who had been lying in ambush around and wanted to knock on the sack of stuffy sticks swarmed up after a brief moment of surprise.

For these local scoundrels in Portugalette, it made no difference whether the kidnapper was a high-ranking aristocratic lady or a commoner, and the generous commission from the employer of the business was enough for them to avoid the limelight for a long time after the business was done.

However, they clearly underestimated the adventurer's skills......

"Miss, I'm sorry to frighten you."

The guards tied up the fallen thugs and prepared to take them to the security agencies of Portugalette City, while the head of the auction house apologized to the young girl in a very low manner.

"They are commanded."

The person in charge of the auction hall could even think of who these local thugs had found with his toes, and the young girl was no exception.

"The ...... There are titles of nobility. The person in charge of the auction hall said euphemistically, "Even if evidence of the fact that he instructed these gangsters can be found afterwards, the court will probably not do anything substantive, after all, you have not been harmed......

"Oh." The young girl didn't show any surprise at this, "Then let them go." ”

"Huh?"

I thought that the young girl in front of me would at least teach these gangsters a hard lesson, but the person in charge of the auction hall didn't believe his ears.

"Let them all go." The girl shrugged, "They're not masterminds anyway. ”

The head of the auction house, who made sure that there was nothing wrong with his ears, motioned to his men to loosen the ropes that bound the gangsters, and after a sharp warning, the limping fellows fled in embarrassment.

"The second half of the Autumn Auction will continue shortly after, and these manpower can be temporarily seconded to protect your personal safety if you need it......"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still have something to do."

She clenched the small rag in the palm of her right hand.

The thugs, who were secretly glad for the rest of their lives, stopped after escaping more than a street away and began to complain to each other.

"Lao Tzu said that the gold coins in the hands of the noble lord are so easy to take? If it weren't for the mercy of that Lord today, we don't know how much we would have suffered. ”

"Can you blame me? At the beginning, when you saw the gold coins, you were not all like flies seeing. ”

"It's really bad luck to get home today...... No, I have to find some compensation from the noble lord. ”

"Yes, brothers, this beating can't be ...... in vain"

The gangsters, who soon reached a consensus, supported each other and limped to the place agreed with the noble lord in advance, in a long-abandoned courtyard.

"What about people?" The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper who had been waiting here for a long time asked a little unhappily when he saw the miserable situation of the gangsters.

"Who?" The thug in the lead rolled his eyes.

"Where is the woman who offended our family?" The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper had a gloomy face, "Don't you want the rest of the money?" ”

"***, are you embarrassed to say? Where is there a pampered aristocratic lady who can single-handedly overturn all of our brothers? ”

The gangsters who came out of anger retorted unceremoniously: "Don't leave me alone, a few brothers believe in your evil, and they are beaten for no reason, and don't think about the gold coins that were said before......"

The middle-aged housekeeper changed his color after learning that several gangsters had returned in vain, and when he turned around to find another way to remedy it, he was pulled by the former by his sleeve:

"Hey, Mr. Butler, the rest of the money hasn't been paid yet, so why don't you want to leave?"

Pushing, shoving, and arguing emanated from the remote abandoned compound.

And just a wall away, the girl who let the rag in her hand float to the ground quietly listened to the movement coming from the courtyard, stretched out her right hand and patted the head of the oversized hamster next to her.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what baron you are, Lord Viscount, Lord Earl, search, let's take as much as we want, it's a big deal, we won't stay in Portugalette."

The leader of the gangsters, who instructed several companions to push the middle-aged housekeeper to the ground, was about to search his body, but for no reason he felt a chill down his spine.

And at the main entrance of this abandoned courtyard, the young girl rubbing the ring on her index finger sneered at the corner of her mouth.

Half a street away from the abandoned courtyard, two carriages have been parked there for some time.

The street that belongs to Portugalette's old town is no longer as prosperous as it was decades ago, surrounded by dilapidated buildings inhabited by the city's poor at the bottom of the city, and it is rare for them to have two carriages parked here at once, so many people poke their heads out of the empty windows to see the surprise.

It's just that the windows of the carriage are tightly covered, and no matter how much people outside stretch their necks, they can't see the situation inside.

In the carriage in front, Joseph Conrad, who was already waiting impatiently, counted the time with the paws of his feet with a blank face.

When the beat reached the 500th beat, he stopped.

"Let's go." He decisively gave orders to the servants who drove the carriage.

The wheels whirled, and the carriage drove around the corner.

The young nobleman knew that his middle-aged butler had always been a capable and reliable person, and that he had not brought anyone back for so long, most of the time something unexpected had happened.

This time the incident happened suddenly, and even the people who did it were only temporarily hired a few local gangsters in Portugalette, and Joseph Conrad, who knew a few pounds and taels of these guys, did not have much hope earlier.

It's a pity that the middle-aged butler who has been loyal to himself since he was a teenager.

Now if you want to hire such a reliable subordinate, it is not something that can be solved simply with gold.

The young nobleman, who was clouded with some gloom in his heart, began to think about his next move.

If it weren't for the fact that someone inside a famous auction house accepted a bribe and confessed that the young girl who had somehow disagreed with her, she was only invited to the VIP table because she provided a somewhat remarkable lot for the auction house, and she was just an adventurer with mediocre strength and luck.

After learning the inside story, the young nobleman who was originally jealous of the other party's identity and background, and did not want to grudge more, where could he still swallow the anger he suffered in the auction hall, so he had the idea of bribing the gangsters and planning to ambush the girl after the auction was over, and then put on a sack and take it away.

But since those thugs are so unhelpful, it will probably take some ......

Suddenly, without warning, the carriage jolted violently, almost knocking Joseph Conrad onto the floor of the carriage.

"What the hell, how do you drive a car!"

The young nobleman who supported his body felt a dull pain in his knees, but after the reprimand, he did not hear the expected panicked accusation.

Are you bold enough to take your employer's words as a deaf ear? An arrogant anger swelled in his heart.

"Something like a dog." The exasperated young nobleman lifted the curtain of his car, leaned out of the window, and tried to knock the reckless groom on the head with his cane, "Have you forgotten who gave you this job?" Damn it—"