Orlambert was drunk.

After the captain of the Cavaliers who had not felt the movement in the tavern for a long time, he was deeply uneasy and immediately sent someone to sneak in and spy, and then found Orlando who was drunk on the bar snoring.

No one dares to disturb Orlambert easily because they are worried about the consequences of waking Orlambert. Drunk people have never been reasonable, especially when the other party is in an extremely bad state, any subtle behavior may touch the other party's sensitive nerves.

In desperation, Captain Knight had to send someone to guard Orlambert and quietly wait for the other party to wake up.

Meanwhile, another place in Querofi.

When Bessaro, who had just finished handling the official duties, was about to rest, a sudden person disturbed his peace.

"Genna! Why do you have time to visit me?"

Holding the hot tea made by his subordinates, Bosaro chose a comfortable sitting position and leaned on the chair and looked at the visitor on the sofa and said with a smile.

He was not unfamiliar with the people in front of him, Gner, a commissar under Viscount Morrown.

Although his position was slight, as a person who often accompanied Viscount Morrown to listen, no one dared to underestimate this relationship. Not everyone is qualified to be a messenger of Viscount Morrown. All those who become messengers are the most trusted subordinates of Viscount Morrown.

They may have some lack of ability, but their loyalty to Viscount Morrowen is unquestionable, which can make up for all their shortcomings.

Gner is more than thirty years old this year, and he has been loyal to Viscount Morrowen for fourteen years. It can be said that half of his youth has been dedicated to Lord Viscount. How many fourteen years does he have in his life? Are these fourteen years worth your efforts? People have different opinions, and only those involved can understand such a problem.

"You know I will never visit you for no reason!"

Gner's personality is a bit old-fashioned, and the clues can be seen just by his upright appearance.

He spoke very rudely. Unfamiliar people often think that he is not humane. In fact, his words and deeds have always been like this. Bessaro, who has been familiar with him for many years, has long been used to it.

"Of course I know this." Berzaro sighed. This guy was still so boring. "Tell me, what important order did Lord Viscount bring to me?"

"Master Viscount ordered you to take people to Songlan Manor immediately to take care of Olambert's future life. Without the permission of Master Viscount, you must not go in and out." Gner said expressionlessly.

"What?" The teacup that Besaro was holding shook, and some golden tea poured on the corner of his clothes. His shocked face was full of disbelief. "This is house arrest! Lord Viscount actually wants to put Olambert in house arrest! Gner, what happened? Although Orlambert is naughty, Lord Viscount will not put Olambert in house arrest for no reason!"

"Your intelligence channels are still as slow as ever."

Gner shook his head, and then briefly told the story of what happened in front of Via Castle.

When he heard Olambert call on Viscount Morrown's name to insult him, Besaroton felt dizzy and dark. It can be seen that Orlambert's stupid behavior had already stimulated Besaro to choke speechlessly!

Holding his lowered forehead, Besaro was silent for a long time, and it was over. He knew that nothing could be saved.

Why was Viscount Morrown handed over to him rather than others? Because Viscount Morrown knew his feelings for Orlambert and knew that he would definitely complete this task well.

"Where is Orlambert now?" Baisaro's voice was very bitter, and his face seemed to have grown a lot earlier in an instant.

"He is now drinking to relieve his sorrows in a tavern, and he is expected to return to Songlan Manor in the evening." Gner said in a low voice.

"Yeah?"

Berzaro did not continue to talk. He could already imagine Olambert's mood at this moment. The child rarely drank, and even the young nobleman rarely touched alcohol at banquets. Because Pandelia once told him that she hated men who drank alcohol. Just because of this, Olambert would drink alcohol unless he drank under specific circumstances, the rest followed Pandelia's preference for drinking tea.

This shows how severe the rumor of Viscount Morrown's marriage with Pandillia was hit by him.

"I need to know the specific place where Orlambert drinks now!" Besaro took a deep breath and said to Gner. "I believe you will not stop me from going to take care of him."

"Before leaving, Lord Viscount asked me to tell you that as long as the task is completed smoothly, you can arrange and decide the process at will." Gner said.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Viscount." Berzaro smiled bitterly and sighed, "I'll bother you this time."

"No, this is my duty." Gner said dullly.

"Let's go, I can't stay for a moment now."

As he said that, Besaro stood up and reached out to take the gray coat from the clothes rack next to him and walked straight out of the door, while Gner followed closely until he left the guard station. He was still following Besaro.

"Gna, is this also the arrangement of Lord Viscount?"

Looking back at Gner who was following closely, Bessaro's face became more bitter.

"Yes! Lord Viscount told me that Besaro, you are a trustworthy person in any aspect. Only when facing Orlando will you reveal your flaws. He let me stay by your side is just a simple warning." Ger said in a puzzled voice.

"Master Viscount really knows me. Is he worried about my emotional trouble? Haha..." Besaro shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I don't know how many times he sighed, but after hearing about Orlambert from Gner, his mood was always at the bottom.

As for Viscount Moroen's intention to send Gna to come, he also understood that one was to convey orders, and the other was to alert him to his actions. There was no question of surveillance or distrust. Objectively speaking, this was actually a kind of alternative concern for Viscount Moroen.

Viscount Moroen was worried that Besaro would make a mistake. Over the years, the relationship between Viscount and him was no longer as simple as that of superiors and subordinates. In their spare time, they treated each other more like old friends.

Viscount knew his weakness, and he did not want this weakness to become an obstacle to Bessaro's future, or even a barrier that affected each other's relationship.

Maybe laugh.

Viscount and Orambert are the real father and son, but now it seems that Orambert and Bessaro are like real father and son.
Chapter completed!