Come to another world and become a lord

It didn't take long for things to be settled. It must be said that Alia's efficiency was very high. Perhaps because she had been with the prime minister for a long time, her talents were not limited to military affairs and fighting. At this time, Carl was sitting in the office, listening to the girl's report:

"You are right. According to the guards, there was indeed a woman leaving the city during that early morning period. She had brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, a straight nose, and a mole at the corner of her mouth."

"They remember it very clearly." The overly detailed details made Carl a little confused.

"It is said that because she is so beautiful, people looked at her a few more times." said Alia.

Well, this immediately made sense, and his doubts were dispelled in an instant.

Then I heard Alia continue:

"Then, there is indeed a woman missing in this town, and even her appearance is basically the same."

"You found out who it was so quickly? This efficiency is faster than I thought~" Carl exclaimed.

Alia smiled awkwardly, then said:

"To be precise, it's because someone reported it to the police."

"Report a crime?"

"It was a porter named Paul who reported to the city guards that his wife Aisha had suddenly disappeared after last night." Alia said.

"Let me guess, this woman named Aisha also happens to have bristle hair, brown eyes, and a mole at the corner of her mouth~" Carl said.

"Yes," Alia replied.

"So what kind of person is this Aisha?" Karl asked.

"According to Paul's description, his wife is beautiful, gentle, virtuous and kind, a fairy on earth."

Carl almost choked when he heard what Alia said. He even felt that Alia was holding back her laughter when she said this:

"Well, that's reasonable."

After all, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, but these words are not of much help.

Then I heard Alia say:

"Several of their neighbors are willing to provide more clues, but they have a request, which is to speak to the Lord in person."

Carl nodded:

"OK, no problem, just let them come over~"

Soon, a group of women wearing ragged aprons rushed into the office led by the guards. As soon as they entered the room, they started to make a scene:

"Hey, this is our new lord~"

"How come his clothes are more tattered than ours~"

"Well... can we not discuss what to wear and just be nice?" For some reason, after seeing them, Carl thought of his past life. Every time he returned to his hometown during the Spring Festival, he would inevitably meet those gossipy ladies. For a moment, he felt a headache.

"Oh~ yeah, yeah, you mean Aisha, right~" After hearing what Carl said, the fattest woman in the group said, "I know this, Paul's wife, she's very beautiful, but she doesn't have any good intentions."

"No good intentions, what do you mean?" Carl asked.

"Think about it, who is Paul? He's just a porter, extremely poor. Although he looks okay, he is not that good-looking. How could he possibly marry such a beautiful wife? Why would someone fall for him? There must be something wrong with him, and he must have ulterior motives~" said another woman.

Then another woman responded:

"That's right, that woman, she came to town for less than a month, and she married Paul. They didn't even meet their parents, didn't hold a wedding, didn't invite guests, just found a priest to witness it, and then they just lived together. We've been neighbors for so many years, but she didn't even have a drink at the wedding, and she didn't even invite them to dinner. It's just outrageous..."

Apart from the nonsense, one point made Carl alert:

"You said she got married within a month of coming to town?"

"Yes, she came not long ago and happened to live in the empty room next to Paul. Then she took the initiative to seduce Paul. Paul was an honest man. He had never even touched a girl's hand or spoken to a girl in his life. Suddenly a woman took the initiative and he was instantly fascinated. She has been in the town for more than half a year~"

"This person is a vixen~" another woman added, and her words were immediately agreed by several others.

After hearing what several people said, Carl and Alia looked at each other knowingly. A beautiful woman who had been in the town for only half a year and then got married to an honest local porter. This was a spy planted here. It was obvious.

Just thinking about it, someone else added:

"Also, during the busy farming season, the castle would always hire some temporary workers. We also have time to do this, so we usually go there to earn some pocket money. Then Aisha went with us. We were doing manual labor, but I don't know why she didn't have to do these and was directly transferred to the inner court to work. I don't know what she did."

"Yes, yes, I know~" someone else said, "That night, we all came back after work, and she was left behind for some reason. I heard that the king took a fancy to her and got together with her! Oh, the most pitiful one was Paul, he was also working at night and had no idea about this."

"And after that, she often went to the castle."

After listening to their words, Karl looked solemn:

"That would explain why she was so familiar with the castle and was even able to sneak in disguised as a maid."

Judging from these people's descriptions, it is even possible that there are more than one spy in the castle. In Carl's opinion, His Majesty the King is indeed very careless, or he actually knows but just doesn't care.

After thinking for a while, he glanced at the group of women again, and then a smile appeared on his face:

"I see, thank you for the clues, it will be of great help."

"Where, where~"

Several women nodded, and then did not leave, but spread out their hands one by one.

This action made Carl frown again in confusion:

"What are you..."

But I heard the fat woman in the lead said with a smile:

"Well, sir, you also said that we gave a lot of help, so we should give you something, right~"

"You want money?" Carl looked at them.

"Yes, yes, it's not much. It's not much." Several women nodded, with an expression of wanting to get a small bargain on their faces.

Indeed, asking for some compensation is reasonable, but Karl really can't afford to pay a dime now. He coughed lightly and then said:

"That's easy. You can go to Morton and get the reward."

"Morton, who is that?" someone asked.

"Hmm~" Karl said thoughtfully, "He is my colleague in investigating the case. The most important thing is that he is a count, a very wealthy count~"

He placed particular emphasis on the word "rich".

"Count? Count is good. Count is richer." After hearing the word "Count", several people's eyes lit up.

"Follow the guard, he will lead you there~"

"Okay, okay, thank you, sir~"

"Thank you, thank you."

After this group of people left the office, Karl rubbed his forehead with his hand with a headache, and then he let out a long sigh.

"Will Morton give the money?" asked Alia.

"Who knows? That's his problem," Carl replied. "Anyway, we know who did it, and if we find this woman, we'll have a breakthrough."

"The question is how to find it~" Alia said thoughtfully.

After hearing her words, Karl looked troubled again:

"Detain her husband first."

Alia replied:

"It won't work. You've heard them say that this husband is just a fool. She uses him to cover up his true identity. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies."

"I know, but there's no other good solution for now," Carl replied.

Alia looked worried again:

"If this fails..."

Before she could finish, Karl interrupted her:

"If this fails, this will be our farewell~"

"So, Aaron will really kill you then?" Alia asked.

"Molton will find a way to kill me," Carl replied.

For a moment, the girl showed a sad expression again, but Carl just smiled lightly and asked again:

"By the way, have you talked to Aaron?"

"It shows that he acted very quickly." Alia replied, "He said it at noon, and he caught Aeron in the afternoon. Morton was furious about this."

Carl smiled again:

"Very good, at least the Prime Minister is still on our side now."

However, his words did not reassure Alia. She said worriedly again:

"It's the same problem with Aylen. He won't say anything. We arrested him this time under great pressure. After all, he is a knight and is not even a suspect."

"Yes~ On the surface, he is not even a suspect, so he is naturally fearless." Carl replied.

"So, what's the point of holding him?" Alia asked.

Carl smiled lightly, then asked:

"Aliya, do you think someone like Morton would directly participate in kidnapping the Prime Minister's daughter?"

"Of course not. Not only that, I will also ensure that I can completely distance myself from the matter when the truth comes out." Alia replied.

"That's right." Carl said, "So, the person who is truly responsible for planning the operation must not be Morton himself, but Iren. Morton will never directly contact the perpetrators, but will only convey all instructions and intentions through Iren."

“So…” Alia’s eyes widened as if she suddenly understood something.

"That's right. Aeron is his mouthpiece for issuing orders. Once Aeron is arrested, all his instructions will no longer be passed down. Whether it's silencing Aisha or harming Myrna, the people below naturally have no right to make the decision and can only wait for orders."

So, from this perspective, arresting Aeron means Myrna is temporarily safe, even if Aeron cannot provide any clues. Karl thought to himself.