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The entire estate was immersed in a sad atmosphere.

Brad sat on the rocking chair with a gloomy face, bent his fingers and gently tapped the tabletop. In front of him, there were two letters with completely different contents. One was from Marian's letter, which was to hope that his father would pay attention to safety, and vaguely mentioned that some dangers were approaching. The other was from the Academy Council, who solemnly and painfully informed him that Marian was assassinated, and the vague mention of this matter might be related to some people in the Federation, which was exactly what Brad wanted to see.

"Dong...Dong..."

He pounded the table rhythmically until Ms. William stepped out of the shadow and asked.

“How is the situation with the Academy Council?”

"The Lord of Heaven is as usual, and there is no special performance, so I can't find out too much information."

"That dead fox...hum!"

Brad snorted coldly.

"But that's fine. The more these guys hide, the more likely it is to be true. Marien is obviously dead..."

"Do you regret it? Lord Brad?"

Ms. William raised her head and tried to see a slight emotional fluctuation on the cold and frosty man's face, but she found nothing. Could it be that this man planned the death of his daughter and was unwilling to be moved by her last moment? You know, that was his biological daughter! But nothing was discovered. Ms. William quickly lowered her head again. She felt an irresistible fear from the bottom of her heart--If this man could show a slight fluctuation of expression, at least she could feel at ease. After all, that means that the man in front of her was still a human. But now, Ms. William no longer knows what kind of existence the man sitting on the chair, the Minister of Imperial Magic Affairs.

"Look at this letter."

A sarcastic smile flashed across Brad's mouth and shook the letter in his hand at Ms. William.

"Maryan, my good daughter also wrote to remind me that I hope I can pay attention to safety... What a good boy, don't you think so?"

Ms. William did not speak, and she dared not speak. Even as the most central part of the plan, she not only felt a little regretful for Marian. Although she was a little arrogant, from Ms. William's standpoint, she was a very potential magician, and a good daughter who admired and admired her father very much. As a teacher in the academy, she knew very early that in addition to learning magic knowledge, Marian had read early and late and read the political and historical records of the previous generations, both in order to inherit her father's position in the future and hope to do better than her father.

But she didn't know that her father was a complete demon. "Do you know? Ms. William."

Brad murmured in a low voice, and spoke in a faint tone mixed with a mocking tone.

"Since she was fourteen years old, I have been wondering whether to violate this bitch and let her understand that blood was as dirty as her mother in her body. But I finally held back. This was not my revenge. Simply venting it, nor could it satisfy my anger. I must destroy this country and destroy the academy. Until all this burns in the fire! I can calm my anger and resentment... The same is true for you, as a tribe member who survived the atrocities of the empire. You should be burning with the same atrocities as me in your heart."

"Of course, my landlord."

Ms. William did not dare to raise her head, but continued to stare at the shadows under her feet. She replied with certainty.

“My hope is just like you, to see this country burning and collapse.”

Brad nodded with satisfaction, obviously approving of Ms. William's answer. Then he stood up, tore Marian's letter to pieces, and threw it into the fireplace next to him without looking...

"So, I'll go to the academy now."

Although Brad's voice was still heavy, there was a hint of unobvious excitement mixed with.

"I want to question the Lord of Heaven as a grief father! What are they doing! Brad strode out of the study. Ms. William looked at it and was swallowed by the fire, leaving only fragments of the charred ashes. He sighed slightly, and then melted into the shadows.

The mellow and delicious black tea smelled so refreshingly, but the person in front of him obviously did not feel like tasting it. Marien sat there with a calm face. If it weren't for Yiming's injury, she would have started to complain long ago.

"Don't you ask for my opinion?"

She asked with a resentment, while Yi Ming shook his head without regret.

"So what can I do if I tell you? Miss, do you say no, and I won't do it?"

"you………………"

Marien's face turned slightly red. Yi Ming's words just now obviously had a double meaning, or she involuntarily thought of aspects that should not be considered. This made Marien a little panicked, but she was so angry that she didn't know what to say. "Then at least I can write a letter to explain the situation to my father! So that he would not be worried! In this situation, if my father thinks I am really dead, then he..."

"Before deceiving the enemy, you must first deceive your own people."

Yiming stretched out a finger and shook it, stopping Marien's rebuttal.

"And don't forget that since the enemy can even buy those around your father, your letter will only cause us more trouble. Do you really think that the letter was not seen by anyone when it came to your father's hands?"

“……………… So, what do you want?”

"It's very simple. Those who want you to die will definitely gain some benefits from your death. Since they want you to die so much, then you will die for them. By that time, these guys who have been hiding behind the scenes will take the initiative to jump out. At that time, everything will be much easier. And now, we can also let the unlucky prince be a scapegoat. Anyway, he has enough crimes, so he doesn't care about one more."

Yi Ming spread his hands and showed a relaxed smile.

"And, this matter has been approved by the college director. Don't worry, as long as you pretend you are dead, then leave the rest to us."

(So ​​we hope that from today on Miss Marian will not leave this room for the time being. The affairs of the castle were left to Miss Elinoa to handle. Now that the prince and his party have been eliminated, the patrol has no special meaning. Miss Elinoa also has time to handle these affairs, please rest with peace of mind.)

"But, in this way, the operation of the entire town will be…..."

"I know what you want to say."

Yiming shook his head and interrupted Marien.

"But that's better. If the castle's operation is as normal as ever after losing its backbone, it's easy for some people to see the problem. Don't worry, with Meyer and I, Bell Roga... I should be able to help a little, even if it's chaotic, it won't be much worse."

"That would be great if that's the case."

Although her face eased a lot, Marian's tone was still very unhappy. She reached out and pushed the candle on the table. The dim light flashed slightly in the dark room.

"But, can't I stay in the basement all the time?"

"Of course, if someone else sees the dead Miss Marian appear, then things will be troublesome."

(Please be patient for a few days, Miss Marian.)

Mealie also comforted softly, and Marian could only nod and accept her fate helplessly. But the next moment, her face turned red under the candlelight.

"So, will Yiming be with me?"

"Let Meyalie accompany you."

Yiming gave the solution without thinking, and he did not see Marien's look of disappointment in that moment.

"Isn't it better for two girls to be together? And I was injured..."

"So I said... it's better for me to take care of you. Anyway, I can't do anything now... And there are many magics in the elf magic that can relieve pain and improve healing!" Marian whispered, then aimed at the bandage on Yiming's right hand. At this moment, Mealie suddenly raised her head, listened intently for a moment, and then nodded slightly to the two of them.

(I'll come if I go.)

Then, Mealie left the basement and came to the hall with relaxed and elegant steps. She saw the old dwarf standing at the door at a glance. When Mealie saw Mealie, the old dwarf also hummed and walked over.

"Hey, human girl! I've prepared what you want!!"

The old dwarf said angrily, then pushed the wooden box beside him over. He watched Mealie take out the strange-shaped thing from it, muttering.

"Can this kind of thing be used for combat? I'll make a hammer for you, which is better than this broken thing!"

Mayalie gently stroked the strange "weapon" and then smiled and shook her head.
Chapter completed!