Succubus' Manor

In the middle of the night, Chi Yan couldn't sleep in bed, so he had to get up and go to the Holy Court with Kleist.

Fortunately, no matter which city, the buildings of the Holy Court are always the most conspicuous besides the castle, and can be used as landmarks.

"So barren?" Chi Yan was carried by Kleist through the tall iron gate, and was taken aback by the scene in front of him. The lawn and flowers near the gate had been built, and the further you went in, the more barren it became. Chi Yan Pushing open the gate of the holy courtyard, the door was not locked, and opened with a slight push. The ground was covered with dust, and there were cobwebs that had not been cleaned up in the corners. There was no oil lamp in the holy courtyard, and there was no light.

Chi Yan even heard the sound of mice gnawing on the wood.

He shivered: "How long has no one lived here?"

What about people?

If the people in the holy courtyard are sent away, this matter will definitely become a big mess, and Aliye has not spread any news so far...

Chi Yan: "Could they all be dead?"

Kleist took a step forward and reached out to Chi Yan: "Go upstairs and have a look."

When they walked up the steps, the wooden planks creaked. Chi Yan took a deep breath, and he held Kleist's hand tightly.

Before time travel, he was not afraid of ghosts, but after time travel, Chi Yan started to be afraid.

After all, he was a staunch atheist before time travelling, and after time travelling, he has even seen demons with wings, so it doesn't seem too strange for ghosts to appear.

"Don't be afraid." Kleist took Chi Yan into his arms, and walked up with him half in his arms.

The doors of some rooms were open, and the doors of some rooms were closed. Those closed doors were pushed open by Kleist one by one, and there was no one in them.

There are four floors in the holy courtyard, and they have seen these four floors in less than half an hour.

However, there was still no sign of any person, not even traces of people's activities.

No one has lived here for at least half a year.

"If they were all killed, then the civilians outside wouldn't be able to feel it." Chi Yan couldn't figure it out, "And when there is no one here, no civilians will come in to have a look?"

Kleist: "Arrest two civilians tomorrow and ask?"

Chi Yan shook his head: "Wait a minute, I'll talk about it after I meet Bodwin tomorrow."

"Just right, I also want to deal with his personal servant."

"When the guards entered the castle, they said they were going to report to Lord Kerry." Chi Yan stroked his chin. "This Kerry should be Baldwin's personal servant."

"What is his origin?" Chi Yan said, "The root must be Kerry."

Kleist raised his eyebrows and asked, "Should I go and catch him now?"

Chi Yan shook his head: "I'm not worried about anything else, I'm worried not only about Bodwin, but in fact Kerry is just a puppet, and he can't startle the snake, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After returning to the hotel, Chi Yan couldn't sleep, and leaned against Kleist's arms to continue discussing the past two days, but at this time he was no longer interested in what happened to Aliye, but instead entangled his fingers Looking at the end of Kleist's hair, he said: "If it's too troublesome, just shoot Aliya down, but I just knocked Oatley down for more than half a year, and if I beat Aliyer again, the Holy Court just wants to turn a blind eye and close it." Not even one eye."

The Holy Court is busy right now, and it's really impossible for them to free up their hands to teach Chi Yan, but if Chi Yan affects the lords in other places, then the Holy Court has no choice but to move if they don't want to move.

Although Chi Yan is also confident now, even if the Holy Court sends someone to come, he can't shake his foundation.

But pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it would be better if the pig pretended to be a longer time, especially since Chi Yan hadn't opened up the sulfur mine, and when he opened the sulfur mine, there would be gunpowder, and Chi Yan knew the ratio.

It may fail many times, but it will never fail to work out.

With gunpowder, whether it is to deter the enemy or siege the city, it has great power.

Kleist rubbed Chi Yan's shoulder: "It's the fastest to hit."

Chi Yan knew that Kleist definitely wanted to fight down directly. Aliye didn't have any weapons and equipment, and even the guards were listless and had no fighting ability.

Chi Yan didn't even need to transfer people from Stettin, just half of the soldiers temporarily stationed in Otley could take down Aliye.

Chi Yan suddenly had an idea: "They can make the Holy Court disappear without a sound..."

Chi Yan raised his head and met Kleist's eyes: "Why can't I make them disappear."

You can let the demons do it at night, arrest them all, lock them up first, and then hide the fact that Aliye has changed hands.

Slowly improve Aliye, as for Bai Dewen, he is not a bad person, he can continue to be a puppet.

Chi Yan has no psychological burden. If Bai Dewen is a manipulated commoner, Chi Yan may still sympathize with him.

But Bodwin was not, he was born a nobleman, and he was born to be the master of this land, and he was able to control this land more legitimately than anyone else.

As long as he has a little brain, he will not become a puppet.

Such a man cannot bear the responsibilities of a lord.

Ordinary people make mistakes and may kill a few people, but leaders make mistakes and not a few people die.

There are so many dead civilians, and their wounds are also attributed to Baldwin.

Some people, who seem to have done nothing wrong, did nothing.

But doing nothing is the biggest mistake.

Chi Yan: "That's it, you go back tomorrow morning, and I'll go to the castle alone."

Kleist looked at Chi Yan, obviously disapproving of Chi Yan going alone.

Chi Yan kissed the corner of Kleist's lips: "Don't worry, I'm also a succubus anyway, and they all have to kneel down to me in third gear."

Kleist: "No."

Chi Yan: "...Then I'll wait until you come back?"

Kleist was satisfied with this.

The satisfactory result was that as soon as Chi Yan fell asleep, Kleist left. After all, it took time not only on the road, but also in summoning the demons.

And there are not many demons in Otley, Kleist has to go directly to Stettin.

Stettin was further away from Aliyah.

When Chi Yan woke up, Kleist hadn't come back. Chi Yan felt a little guilty. Kleist seemed to have no life of his own since he was with him. They were always together, but Chi Yan was the lord, and there were many There are few things to be busy with Kleist. Most of the time, Chi Yan does things, and Kleist stays with him silently.

This is probably the wife of the dross, right?

We met at the end of the day.

Chi Yan thought about it for a second, the husband of the mess?

Forget it, that's pretty much what it means.

For breakfast, he still had bread soaked in thick soup, and the boss was very generous today, serving Chi Yan with jam.

Chi Yan asked him curiously, "Is today a good day?"

The boss smiled and said, "This is the jam made from the wild fruits my wife went to the edge of the city to pick before dawn."

"The fruit of the wild fruit can be eaten, and we can also eat more to fill our stomachs, and life will be easier." The boss sat on the side. Although Chi Yan is the only guest now, the boss still dare not leave the hotel. For fear of missing out on business.

Chi Yan asked him: "Will the lord leave the castle and go to the streets before?"

The boss shook his head: "The lord seldom comes out. The last time he came out was when the old lord died."

Chi Yan: "The old lord only has one child, the lord lord?"

The boss nodded this time and said: "The old lord is good at everything, but he has too few children. He originally had a daughter, but died of illness when he was young."

Chi Yan thought for a while: "Your lord's personal servant, do you know?"

Boss: "I know, Lord Kerry, Lord Kerry is a good man."

He sighed, and said very sadly: "Master Kerry used to come out often, and would give food to the poor, but now he doesn't come out very often, and life in the castle may not be easy."

Chi Yan: "Does Master Kerry have a good relationship with the merchants?"

The boss glanced at Chi Yan, and finally realized that something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that Mr. Kerry colluded with the businessman?"

"Impossible!" The boss became excited, "Master Kerry is a truly good man!"

Chi Yan was a little confused by the boss's excited expression, he asked strangely: "What did he help you?"

Boss: "Master Kerry has never helped me, but he has helped many people. Almost everyone in this city has received his favor!"

Chi Yan also stood up, trying to calm the boss down: "Since he hasn't helped you, how do you know he has helped others?"

The boss snorted coldly: "I see, are you trying to harm Master Kerry?"

Chi Yan: "What did I kill him for? I only brought a groom and a friend here, and we didn't have any weapons on us. If I killed him, can I get any benefit?"

Seeing that the boss had calmed down a bit, Chi Yan said softly, "I just think the lord is too pitiful. It would be even more pitiful if he couldn't even trust his closest people."

The boss finally calmed down. He sat back on the chair and said after sighing, "Lord Kerry has always been in the castle. His mother and father are both servants in the castle."

"At that time, he would often run to catch up and distribute the bread to poor children."

"I also watched Lord Kerry grow up." The boss showed a nostalgic expression on his face, "Master Kerry later became the lord's personal servant, and he rarely came out, but he still often entrusted people to give gifts to the poor. For food, there are still so many poor people living in the city because Lord Kerry sent them wheat before, otherwise they would not have been able to persist."

"Although he is a personal servant, how can he solve the things that the lord can't solve?"

There was deep pity in the boss's tone: "I hope that the businessmen will stop bullying the lord after they earn enough money."

Chi Yan suddenly complained: "I don't think the businessman bullied your lord."

The boss turned his head with a silly expression: "What?"

Chi Yan: "I said, the merchant didn't bully your lord. Your lord had food and drink in the castle, and still had time to appreciate paintings."

"It is you who are being bullied by the merchants. It is you civilians who are not protected or cared about, and who will starve to death without food."

"If you have time to sympathize with the lord and his servants, why not sympathize with yourself."