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Part 8 The Road to Immortality Chapter 46 "The Dignity of the Nobles"

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    Late at night, in the luxurious bedroom of the manor's main house.

    Shirley's father paced back and forth with a pale face, complaining to Shirley's mother: "It was all your good idea! You said that by agreeing to the marriage contract, the lowly boy started to contact the aristocratic circle, which destroyed his confidence and made him  He took the initiative to leave Shirley, but what happened? He held on tighter!"

    "Who knew he was so shameless!" Shirley's mother said gloomily.

    Shirley's father snorted: "You have seen too little of the world and don't understand human nature at all. This kind of poor boy just wants to become a noble through marriage. The more we show him, the more full of desire he becomes. How could he leave voluntarily?"  ?¡±

    "You know it all! You know everything! Then you still agree with my idea and agree to the engagement?" Shirley's mother yelled sharply, "Tell me, what can you do? Shirley is like being bewitched.  He controls my mind and refuses to listen to my advice! He even threatens me with my life!

    Shirley¡¯s father¡¯s expression turned grim and he said, ¡°Of course I have a way.¡±

    Shirley¡¯s mother was stunned for a moment: ¡°You have a way? What way? Why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier?¡±

    A series of questions revealed her panic, anxiety and resentment.

    "I found someone to observe this kid. He is very interested in herbalism and pharmaceutical preparation. He often goes to the swamp to look for strange herbs." Shirley's father had a cold face and raised his right hand. "After a while,  Find a mercenary to follow him to the swamp, and then, click"

    He made a gesture of squeezing his throat.

    "What? You want to kill him? Aren't you afraid that Shirley will hate us all her life? Aren't you afraid that she will commit suicide? She often threatens us with her life!" Shirley's mother asked in a voice.

    Shirley's father smiled sinisterly: "How could she doubt us? We are good parents who have been softened by her and agreed to the engagement. If we wanted to kill him, how could we agree to the engagement?"

    "You" Shirley's mother suddenly realized, "Is that why you agreed to the engagement?"

    "Well, otherwise how could I give in?" Shirley's father nodded, "At today's banquet, those young people who like Shirley seemed very dissatisfied with the poor boy. Shirley should regard them as suspicious.  object. Jealousy has always been one of the chief factors in crime."

    "Very good, I don't want to see that poor boy again!" Shirley's mother smiled with satisfaction, "My dear, you are so smart. I have to keep an eye on Shirley when you plan to take action."

    Shirley's father shook his head: "Don't worry, I said it. Jealousy has always been one of the main factors in crime. Those boys are all from noble backgrounds. They have always been bold and do anything to common people, so first observe  For a while, maybe they can help us complete our goal? Then we don't have to take risks to find adventurers ourselves. Haha, this is the purpose for which I agreed to this banquet."

    "You are always right." Shirley's mother smiled and nodded.

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    ??In a guest room in the main house of the manor.

    The three aristocratic children who had been the most provocative at the previous banquet quietly gathered together.

    "Andrew, my anger is uncontrollable." One of the aristocratic children with naturally curly hair said angrily.

    The tall, fat young nobleman named Andrew said with a gloomy face: "Me too! Yes, I like Shirley very much, but not to the point where I would go crazy if I don't get her, so if she marries another nobleman.  I will only be sad and sad, and will not do anything drastic, but, but, she actually wants to marry a commoner boy, a boy who has no hope of inspiring blood! This is an insult to my personality and an insult to the dignity of the nobility.  How am I going to face other people at banquets in the future? 'Yo. Andrew, you can't even compare to a civilian boy?'"

    "Yes, I can't wait to kill him now!" Another young man with amber eyes waved his fist heavily.

    The natural-curled noble who spoke first nodded vigorously: "I'm the same as you, but now that poor boy is Shirley's fiance. If we do anything, I'm afraid it will disturb Baron Brunzel and his wife. They have a family nearby.  Broad influence."

    He looked very frustrated. Brenzel was Shirley's last name.

    The room suddenly became quiet and fell into an unspeakable silence.

    Suddenly, Andrew snorted coldly: "This kind of thing doesn't require our intervention at all."

    "Huh?" The other two people looked at him doubtfully.

    Andrew smiled and said: "I know a night watchman. As long as he accuses the poor boy of being a magic apprentice."

    "He is a magic apprentice?" the young noble with amber eyes asked in shock.

    "Whether it was the case before or not, it will definitely be the case in the future." An ?Lu said viciously.

    oh!  The other two nobles were no strangers to this trick, and they immediately understood what Andrew really meant.

    "But what if Baron Brunzel goes to rescue him?" The natural volume noble asked a question.

    Andrew chuckled and said: "Since the church occupied Alto, the magicians have been hiding more secretly. Many night watchmen have not killed evil people for a long time. It is said that the upper levels of the Inquisition are a little dissatisfied with this and are afraid that the bottom night watchmen will lose their value, so  , as long as there are clues about the magician, these Night Watchmen will definitely not let go. As long as they can get the 'evidence' before Baron Brenzel rescues people and let the poor boy confess on his own, will the Baron still dare to fight against the Inquisition and the Church?"

    "If there is no 'evidence', then let the baron be unable to withstand the torture and 'die' before he saves the person. Anyway, he is just a civilian, and no one will really pursue it." The young noble with amber eyes supplemented and improved the plan.

    The noble with naturally curly hair said worriedly: "But if this happens, will the night watchers get used to 'making magicians', and will it get into our heads?"

    "Idiots, we are nobles!" Andrew cursed, "Okay, let's get some 'Kintale' together so that we can easily convince the night watchman I know."

    While the three of them were actively discussing, there was a maid standing outside the door. She was holding a tea tray in her right hand and her left hand was frozen in the air, maintaining the posture before knocking on the door.

    Her face was pale, her ears swayed slightly, and she could hear the sounds inside clearly.

    She is a human with a special bloodline. Although she did not inspire her bloodline to become a knight, she has been a bit special since she was a child and has excellent hearing. Therefore, she was sent by the Brunzels to serve guest rooms.

    Holding her breath, the maid quietly turned around and left the door step by step.  After she passed the corner, she quickened her pace and headed towards the master bedroom.

    "Very good, you did a good job, I will handle this matter, don't tell the lady, lest she worry." Baron Brenzel said with an "angry" look on his face.

    Hey.  This plan is really great. As long as tonight and tomorrow day pass, no matter what I do, I can't save Vicente's life. Shirley, don't blame me.  There was nothing Dad could do He rehearsed in his mind how to comfort Shirley. Well, when Vicente was caught, he would bury the maid in the garden.

    Don¡¯t leave any loopholes in your work.

    Early the next morning, the maid who had had a nightmare woke up early and served breakfast to the guests, only to find that Andrew and other young nobles had left at some point.

    "Have they started taking action?" the maid thought a little worriedly.  Miss Shirley is gentle and kind, and has a good attitude towards her servants. She never beats, scolds or tortures her. If her fianc¨¦ dies, she will be very sad. I wonder if the Baron can stop him in time?

    In her worry, she unknowingly walked to Shirley's bedroom and heard a soft female voice humming a cheerful and happy melody inside.

    "Miss is very happy" She subconsciously thought about whether to tell her about it.  Ask her to inform Mr. Victor to hide for a while and wait until the Baron resolves this matter before returning?

    In her impression, Andrew¡¯s family was much more prominent than the Baron, so she was a little worried that Baron Brunzel would not be able to stop it in time.

    She was lingering at the door, still undecided. On one side was the young lady who was very good to her, and on the other was the order from the Baron.

    Sudden.  The door to the room opened, and Shirley looked at her in astonishment, not understanding why she appeared in front of his door.

    After the atmosphere solidified for a moment, Shirley said softly: "Nisi. What happened? What can I do for you?" She thought Nisi was here to ask for help.

    Nisi shivered all over, and made up her mind in the soft voice of concern. She quickly looked around and whispered: "Go into the room and talk."

    The door closed, and Shirley listened to Nisi tell the story exactly.

    Her face suddenly turned pale, and her heart was flooded with worry. If it was just a false accusation, she believed that she would have no problem begging her father to come forward, but, but, there were several corpses hidden in Vicente's basement.  Several corpses that he decomposed!

    If he is discovered by the night watchman, who else but himself will believe that he is not a magician?

    "My parents were not very satisfied with Vicente. Under normal circumstances, it would be possible to save him. In this case, they would never vouch for Vicente."

    No, Vicente must be notified and asked to destroy those corpses or throw them back into the swamp!  Shirley paced back and forth anxiously and decided to rush to Vicente's house.

    It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t want faster servants or guards?I went on my behalf, but how could I tell others about the corpse!

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    In the new cemetery.

    Oliver and another buryer were left here by the bald evil man George. Because the "gravekeeper" had just been buried in the cemetery today, the city hall and the church could not find a replacement for a while, so they asked George to help guard it for two days.  , once there are signs of the appearance of undead creatures, immediately light fireworks so that the night watchers can come.

    George would not stay in this eerie cemetery by himself, so he left Oliver behind: This damn boy dares to seduce my daughter, I have to let him understand that I am the manipulator of his fate!

    ¡°If he wasn¡¯t worried about Oliver escaping, he wouldn¡¯t even want to arrange for another buryer.

    During this period of time, Oliver was tortured and suffered unprecedented pain. The arrogance and pride gradually disappeared from his young face, replaced by an expression of numbness and tolerance, and his heart gradually became mature.

    "Only love is the only candlelight in this miserable world" He sighed in a low voice. Although George's daughter was not beautiful and not his type, she warmed his desperate heart.

    Looking at his companions who seemed to want to fight with others at any time, Oliver decided to go out for a walk.

    "If you dare to escape, I will capture you and bury you alive!" The other buryer threatened him fiercely.

    Oliver¡¯s mood was bad again. During this time, he was beaten a lot.  After leaving the "Gravekeeper" hut, he walked slowly in the cemetery. The strong corpse odor could no longer affect him in any way.

    "The silver moon is so beautiful, but I am so miserable" Oliver raised his head and looked at the bright silver moon. His emotions suddenly surged and he was inspired to write poems. But when he was about to write a sonnet,  The ground suddenly became empty under his feet, and he screamed, "Ah!"

    ????????????????????????????????????????? Crash, a cemetery collapsed, countless bones and carrion were exposed, and the laziness of the people who buried the corpses created patches of unstable ground.
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