Come to another world and become a lord

Arya's investigation soon yielded results, which was not surprising. The residents of the outer town of Rickburg were no more than 200 people, and only eight or nine people had moved in within the past year. There must be some spies of Aeron among them. One of them, a man named Crane, was listed as the first suspect by Arya.

"Cran is a helper in the castle. Like most people, he makes a living by doing manual labor. He likes to drink and make friends, and he is very popular." Alia reported to Carl.

"Hmm~" Carl looked at the report in his hand. This helper named Clan seemed to be no different from other people except that he was very popular. Whether it was his clothing, lifestyle, or even the food he ate, it all fit the personality of a helper.

"So what's the suspicion?" he asked.

Alia smiled softly and said:

"I'm treating you."

"Treat?" Carl looked up with some confusion.

"Yes." Alia answered seriously, "His lifestyle, food and clothing are no different from other helpers, except for one thing: he likes to treat everyone. He will buy everyone a drink when he has nothing to do to win their hearts~"

"Hmm~" Karl nodded in understanding. Having been a serf for two years, he knew the hardship of life at the bottom. Everyone was tightening their belts to make ends meet. Treating people to dinner was almost non-existent. If someone was willing to treat everyone to a drink occasionally, they would be considered a kind person. And this man named Kelan not only liked to treat people, but also did it every now and then. He usually invited people who worked in the inner city, such as cooks, helpers, grooms, etc.

"Drinking, making friends, and then inadvertently extracting information from others after drinking. Typical gang style." Alia continued.

"Hmm~" Carl nodded. If this person is indeed Iren's contact in the town, then he must know where Aisha is, and he may even know where Myrna was kidnapped. If this is the case, there is no need to look for Aisha anymore, just get the information from this person.

"Do we want to catch him and question him?" Alia asked from the side.

Catch him and interrogate him? Then use some memory recovery skills. No, it's too rash to do so. After all, he only suspected that the other party was the real one. What if he was wrong? What if the person was just like that in his personality? The real spy was more low-key and covert than Carl thought. If he was arrested now, it would only alert the enemy. He had to confirm the other party's identity.

"Not for now." He replied, "We need to wait for the other party to reveal a flaw. Not only him, but the others also need someone to closely monitor and track them."

Alia nodded in agreement.

Then Karl thought for a moment and said:

"Speaking of which, how is the exploration of the secret passage going?"

"There are almost no clues." Alia said helplessly, "The secret passage we dug was actually more complicated than you imagined. We only took one of the paths before, but there are actually many branching paths in the middle, connecting the nearby underground rivers and natural caves. Once people go in, it's hard to find the trace."

"Hmm~ Let me guess, this design is so that even if the enemy finds the secret passage, it will be difficult to catch up."

"That's right." Alia replied, "Only if the secret passage is designed to be complex enough can we ensure that the escapees are safe enough."

Well, this is in line with King Philip's style. It must be said that their king is indeed an expert in escaping. Carl complained in his heart.

Seeing Carl's dazed look, Alia continued to ask:

"So what's next?"

What's next? Carl's thoughts were pulled back. In order to make the opponent reveal his flaws, he must first be able to move. One thing Carl was sure of was that since Iren was imprisoned, his men were also in a semi-dormant state because they could not get instructions.

"It's time to release Aeron." He said. Initially, he controlled Aeron to prevent the situation from getting worse without any clues. Now that he had a clear goal, there was no need to keep him. What was more important was to make the other party feel that he had no way to deal with him. Through a brief contact, he knew very well that Aeron was a rather arrogant guy, and he was very confident in his abilities.

"I understand~" Alia nodded.

"Oh, right~ the porter named Paul..." For some reason, the sad and lonely look of that man appeared in front of Carl's eyes again. He even wanted to die for his wife, even though he knew that she didn't love him...

"Well, what's wrong?" The girl tilted her head in confusion.

"What should I say~" Carl thought for a while and said, "Tell the outside world that he will be executed for kidnapping his wife."

"Eh?" Alia seemed surprised by Carl's decision. "Is this really necessary?"

"Just tell others that." This was also the man's own wish. He didn't know how Aisha felt when she knew that her man was executed because of her, but in fact he already knew the answer. The woman probably didn't care at all, but he always wanted to look forward to something, but he couldn't even tell what it was.

After thinking for a while, he sighed slowly and said:

"Anyway, let's do this for now~"

"understood."

When Ailen was released, Carl could clearly feel the other party's arrogant expression, as if saying: Look, what can you do to me?

After seeing Carl, he even took the initiative to come up and talk:

"Look, Baron Karl, I've already said that I'm just an irrelevant. Instead of wasting time on me, you should think about how to find the real suspect."

Facing Iren's sarcasm, Carl deliberately showed an unwilling expression:

"Then please assist us in our investigation, Lord Iren~" He almost gritted his teeth when he said this, "There is one more thing I want to remind you, if anything happens to Myrna, you will be the first to die."

Then he saw an even more smug look on Aeron's face:

"So, Baron Karl, I've already said that I'm an innocent man, but why don't you believe me? But you can rest assured that I will do my best in Miss Myrna's case. After all, this is one of my duties as a knight."

When Aeron left, Carl felt like he was about to lift his head to the sky. He looked at his receding back, and then said to Alia beside him:

"Let's find a few people to monitor him~"

"But will this work?" Alia expressed doubts.

Of course it won't work. Without Alia telling him, Carl knew very well that Aeron must have his own secret contact method. In addition to his own knight status and the cover of Earl Morton, he couldn't monitor him all day. Thinking of this, he smiled and said:

"Wouldn't it be suspicious if we didn't keep an eye on him? We have to make him think there's nothing we can do."

Alia nodded in agreement, and then, Rickburg returned to its ordinary silence. Not only did Carl release Aeron, but Morton also released more than 200 refugees who were arrested. According to Morton, he had already completed the interrogation and there were no suspects. But in fact, everyone knew what happened. He wanted to disgust Carl, but he didn't expect that in the end he was the only one disgusted. The Earl was almost collapsed by the days of being with a group of slovenly refugees, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of the prime minister. In the end, he could only find an excuse to release everyone.

Time passed little by little, and the pressure from Prime Minister Aaron was getting greater and greater. Even a shrewd politician like the Prime Minister could not completely control his emotions when his daughter's life or death was uncertain, and he became more and more impatient as time went by. This was actually what Carl was worried about, and it was one of the biggest risks. If Morton and Iren did not take any action and just dragged it out, the longer time went on, the more pressure Aaron would put on him. He himself could not predict what would happen in the end.

On the other hand, the spies' reports on Aeron were always normal, and Aeron seemed to be living a normal life. Of course, this was also within Carl's expectations. The only thing to be thankful for was that whenever Aaron got angry, Morton would also be scolded along with him. He even saw the Earl clench his fists tightly, as if he would hit him if he couldn't control himself. Of course, he didn't do that in the end, after all, the person in front of him was the Prime Minister.

Time continued to pass little by little until the evening of the third day, when Carl was drinking cheap beer in his bedroom, Arya and several guards suddenly broke in. They were so anxious that they didn't even have time to knock on the door.

"There's action!" Alia shouted breathlessly, with obvious excitement on her face, "Remember the guy named Crane among the suspects? He left the city just before the gates were closed at night!"

"Really?" After hearing Alia's report, Carl put down the cup in his hand and stood up.

"Scouts are following him now, leaving marks for us along the way."

After hearing what Alia said, Carl nodded:

"very good!"

Then he grabbed the sword beside the bed and shouted to the guards behind Alia:

"Prepare your horses immediately!"

Then he turned to Alia and continued:

"Call a few Fire Rose sisters, and we'll set off immediately!"

"Yeah!" The latter nodded vigorously. Several people almost ran out of the room and headed straight for the stable.