The door to the dungeon was closed.

The westerly sun shines on it with a characteristic metallic sheen.

Cold, yet firm.

Arthur walked straight to the hall of the oak manor, while Maltz chased after him, until he walked more than ten meters away, and the sheriff of the Shire district confirmed that it was safe, and then he seemed to be unable to hold Arthur anymore.

"You should leave it to me!"

"Albers is a detective, but he is young and inexperienced!"

Maltz said loudly, the unwillingness on his face was like substance.

"I trust him!"

"I can see the potential in him –

He needs to be sharpened!

As long as he sharpens enough, he will become a real 'detective'! ”

With that, Arthur walked back down the hall.

This time Maltz did not catch up.

The Shire sheriff looked at Arthur's back, his face full of loneliness.

There were people around who saw the scene.

The people of the manor who were summoned were very curious when they saw this scene.

Arthur noticed the curious gaze and remained nonchalant - even in the back of his heart, he knew that this was what he wanted.

Acting in full set!

He needed to convince Albers that he needed him.

Of course, it was more about the person Albers had come to Nanlos to meet, or the person to whom he would receive the letter—the one who could make the Count of Nanlos face it.

As for the fear that something will happen to Albers?

Arthur believed that the other party would be absolutely fine under normal conditions.

Because, the person who the other party wants to see or receive the letter is the person who makes the Count of Nanlos face it squarely, how can it be so easy to have an accident?

In Arthur's speculation, Albers had enough to protect himself.

But it only works when you are conscious.

If you get drunk or something, this thing will be useless.

And under normal sleep, this thing will also work.

What could it be? ’

Arthur was a little curious, but also a little envious.

I don't know when he will be able to have something like self-defense.

Thinking in his heart, Arthur's mind unconsciously appeared with Malinda's appearance.

Subconsciously frowning, Arthur threw the appearance of this lady out of his mind.

This collaborator is not as pure as Maltz.

He needs to be on his guard all the time.

After all, a pure person like him doesn't know when he was deceived.

With a heartfelt sigh, Arthur carried the psychic box and carried Ms. 'Anna' to the hall where the servants had been gathered.

"Have you all arrived?"

"It's all here, including Hunter Captain Albert and the four guards who just took duty."

Vic, the old butler, gestured to Arthur.

I saw that the middle-aged man with a longbow on his back that I had seen before was standing there helplessly at the moment.

It was obvious that the other party, who was the chief hunter and the chief swordsman, already knew the old lord's true will.

But it is precisely because of knowing that the other party does not know what to do.

You must know that in the morning, when facing Fontel, he was rude.

"Vontel will take care of everything."

Arthur said softly.

"Well, Master Fontel is very smart and simple - I will help the young master quickly adapt to his current role."

The old butler replied in a low voice.

Rustic is not a derogatory term anywhere, but in aristocratic circles, it needs to be treated with discretion, if you don't want to be fooled, or if you are swallowed to the point that there are no bones left, then in the face of 'rustic', you must be careful and careful.

"I believe you can do your best."

"Now?"

Arthur asked.

"Over to you!"

The old butler immediately stepped aside and gave up the stage to Arthur.

Immediately, all eyes of one hundred and thirty-two people fell on Arthur.

was watched by so many people, but Arthur was calm.

Nervous?

No, you don't.

Think of them like pumpkins.

Arthur, who had such thoughts, opened very bluntly.

"My name is Arthur. Credos is a psychic medium.

And I am here at the invitation of Master Vontel, and at the same time, I have received permission from His Excellency the Lord - we are going to conduct a test!

Test your loyalty to Your Excellency! ”

Arthur's words left the servants and guards in the manor a little confused.

Master Vontel?

They recognized Ramit and Young Master Geert even more.

Of course, Vontel is also a young master.

As for the permission of His Excellency the Lord?

Isn't the master dead?

The body was in the basement below the hall

How would it be allowed.

Doubts appeared in the hearts of these servants and guards, but as servants and guards of the Doyle family, they did not turn their heads to each other, but just looked at Arthur.

Immediately after that, everyone's pupils began to dilate.

I saw—

Ms. 'Anna', who was in Arthur's arms, jumped off.

And, just like that, we walked towards the basement where the old lord's body was kept.

"This, this ......"

"What is this?"

Even the servants of the nobles, the people under the steps couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene.

It's not that they don't know the mystery.

As a servant of the aristocracy, he naturally knows more or less.

But though they know the mystery, they have never been so close to it.

Coupled with Ms. 'Anna''s dignity, which makes people feel terrible when they see it, the effect is really extraordinary.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Arthur kept smiling.

"As I said, I am a medium, and Ms. 'Anna' is my assistant - she will be in front of the coffin of the old lord and tell you whether you are faithful or not, and rest assured, no one will be there but ......

Ms. 'Anna' is here! ”

As soon as Arthur's words fell, two people in the crowd fell to their knees.

"Tabor?! Alice?! ”

The people around exclaimed.

The old butler's face was even more ugly.

Because, Alice is one of the cooks of Oak Manor.

It is possible to come into direct contact with food.

Even though he had checked the food and water sources just now, he still felt scared, and without hesitation, the butler waved his hand to Albert.

Immediately, the strong middle-aged man smashed Tabor, who was a lumberjack, with one punch, and then knocked the cook Alice unconscious with one punch, and the two of them walked towards the dungeon.

As he passed by Vontel, the sturdy middle-aged man saluted respectfully.

"Young Master!"

"Hmm!"

Vontel nodded, but all eyes were on Arthur.

Or Ms. 'Anna' to be exact!

His eyes were full of curiosity.

For young rich people who are looking for novelty and excitement, there is nothing more appealing than Ms. 'Anna'.

If it weren't for the inopportune times, he would have rushed up to ask where Ms. 'Anna' came from.

The next moment, though, the young man shook his head.

'No! ’

'It's not gentlemanly enough!' ’

The young man, who was thinking about how to approach Ms. Anna, frowned slightly.

Arthur didn't pay attention to this, and didn't take advantage of the time he had just made to enter the basement, just standing on the steps of the basement.

Due to the angle, the crowd at the bottom of the stairs could only see Arthur's upper body.

As for the Psychic Box?

I can't see it anymore.

"Now, let's get started!"

Arthur, who caught the two moles, did not stop.

These two moles, just because of fear, were scared out.

What if something slips through the net?

He can't guarantee that.

So, he still has a back hand.

Standing in place, Arthur showed a habitual smile, he raised his hand and said indifferently-

"Please!"

(End of chapter)