What is the problem
Lynn kept thinking about it. Meeting Lauder through trade was the quickest and safest way he thought of, but he didn't expect to hit the wall at the first step.
This made Lynn more or less embarrassed. He even doubted whether Lauder had received some bad news, so he deliberately hid.
If this is the case, it will be troublesome. It is not easy to find a person who wants to hide.
Lynn was thinking that the dense crowd at the port suddenly became extremely confused. In bursts of screams, a beautifully decorated carriage drove across the narrow road and sped toward this side.
Which noble family is so arrogant?
Lynn frowned and was about to withdraw, but the carriage stopped straight in front of him.
Not long after, a well-dressed, tall and thin middle-aged man stepped out of the car and bowed.
"I finally found you, Master Lott. Please come back with me as soon as possible. Lord Pedroll has something very important to ask you!"
Lin En almost didn't respond to the sudden invitation. Fortunately, after reviewing Lott's diary, he quickly concluded that the man was the housekeeper of Pedroll House before he met. Then a cold sweat appeared on Lin En's forehead.
He just wanted to borrow this identity temporarily as a stepping stone to enter the harbor town and meet the lame Laud, but he didn't expect that now the Lord came to him.
And much faster than he expected!
Go or not?
Countless possibilities flashed through Lynn's mind. After a pause of a second or two, Lynn nodded, opened the curtain and sat in the carriage under the butler's respectful and firm gaze.
Pa Ta Pa Ta
The stagnating carriage slowly moved forward on the muddy road at the dock. The body kept shaking, which made Lynn feel uncomfortable.
"You'd better take care of it before you enter the mansion. If Lord Pedroll sees it, he will be very unhappy!" The curtain was lifted again, and the tall and thin housekeeper looked at Lynn's hands and reminded him.
Lynn lowered his head, and then found that his hands were stained with a lot of yellow and black powder, which should have been accidentally stuck on when helping halfling Bill carry the cargo bucket.
Wait... Lynn suddenly raised his hand, lowered his head and smelled on it.
This smell seems to be
Sulfur?
……
Pedrol's residence is located in the northwest of the seaport town, on the most prosperous street. The dark black iron gate is majestic and towering. When the carriage slowly drove into the gate, Lynn soon noticed what was hidden beneath the surface.
Fine weeds extend from the cracks in the floor tiles, and the flowers planted on both sides of the road have withered in half due to lack of care.
But it's normal to think that Pedrol House has not hired a gardener to cut flowers for a long time.
After a simple wash, Lynn, led by his servant, went to the front hall of the mansion. Baron Pedroll was already sitting at the table with a crimson tablecloth and waiting.
Also sitting at the table was a girl with brown hair, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who was staring at him with an indescribable gaze, probably his sister Evena, as Lott mentioned
Lynn watched silently and sat down in the only empty seat. There was a plate of hot steak and three or two unknown leaves on the table in front of him. Obviously, this was his dinner today.
Compared with eating black bread with water, it is very rich!
"Where have you been? My son, I wanted to find you last night, but you were not in the mansion." Baron Pedroll asked after Lynn sat down. His eyes could not help looking at the tall and thin housekeeper who came in together.
"I found the young master in the dock of the port." The housekeeper replied without looking askance.
Baron Pedroll's face immediately darkened and said in a deep voice. "I should have reminded you, Lott, that it's OK to relax properly, but you should never spend the night in such a lowly place and mix with dirty prostitutes!"
Lynn is speechless. Do you think I went to whore with you?
What made him even more sad was that it was not easy for him to contradict. He could not say that your son did not come back last night. Did he commit suicide by jumping into the sea?
Lynn anticipated Lott's reaction, and finally bowed his head and said nothing.
"I don't want it to happen again!" Baron Pedroll's tone was very severe. After a pause, he continued to say.
"In addition, you should pay attention to me in the next few days. The harbor town is not peaceful recently."
"I heard that Bishop Anthik took a large number of people to Ur Town a few days ago to catch the followers of the devil, which resulted in heavy losses. Only ten of the 100 elite guards came back alive. Not only that, but Bishop Anthik was also severely injured..."
"Are these wizards really so powerful?" Ivina looked away from Lynn and asked in amazement.
You should know that although the whole Sekas Empire is ruled by kings and lords, it is the Holy See that really controls everything!
In other words, it is the messenger of the great star master and creation goddess [Ella] in the mortal world.
However, archbishops like Anthik are undoubtedly the spokesmen of God in the Nordland collar, and such unimaginable big men should be defeated in the process of rounding up wizards. Such contrast makes Ivina hard to accept for a while.
"These wizards have been corrupted by the devil, and they have mastered witchcraft that is unimaginable to ordinary people. They are not so easy to deal with." Baron Pedrol shivered when he said that.
A year ago, he met Bishop Anthik, who seemed to be almost the same age as him, even younger. But when he met again tonight, he saw an elderly man of 80 or 90 years old. He could not imagine what kind of witchcraft could make a powerful bishop look like this.
Baron Pedrol could not imagine that the other protagonist in his words was sitting beside him, slowly and orderly cutting the steak with a knife and fork
Lynn was more or less surprised by the news that Anthik was still alive. He thought that under such circumstances, the bishop had only three ends.
They were either poisoned, stoned, or sacrificed to complete the Divine Surrender.
Or the so-called "Ella" projection saved him.
However, it is obvious that the rescue was not complete enough, otherwise Pedrol would not say that the other party was severely injured
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