She Is Not a Witch Chapter 87: Night in the tavern
Inside the castle of Viscount Morrow.
Thick wine red curtains cover the windows, only a little afterglow shines into the room through the gap. A young girl, about 20 years old, curled up on the sofa, her hands folded over her knees, her face buried in shadows.
With a creak, the mahogany door was pushed open, and the castle steward in black dress appeared at the door. He looked at the dark room, frowned slightly, then walked aside and opened the curtains.
With the help of the dark red afterglow of the setting sun, the butler found the candle lamp on the table, lit it, and then looked back at the girl.
"Master Mo Ruo told you to prepare, and you will act in a few days." Compared with the kind face when he was receiving the caravan during the day, the butler's expression at this time was obviously much colder.
"I'll bring you dinner later, remember to finish it, don't starve yourself."
"Hmm..." The girl responded slightly without looking up.
Seeing that she agreed, the housekeeper ignored her and was about to turn around and leave. He came here just to make sure that the girl didn't escape, although she couldn't possibly escape.
Seeing that the butler was about to leave, the girl raised her head and asked weakly.
"After helping Master Mo Ruo to complete the task, will my mother and brother be pardoned?"
After hearing the voice, the butler turned around, looked at the haggard girl and replied, "That's right, Master Mo Ruo doesn't bother to lie to you."
"You should be thankful. If you weren't useful, you would have been executed in public for the crimes committed by your father and brother."
"Whether it is the legion under the royal family or the followers of the Baskar family, they will not tolerate such a crime as your father."
"Trying to overthrow the empire and recreating things like Crancia is a joke in the empire. I hope you will not be as stupid as your father. You must know that every inch of land you step on today is the same as in the past. Those glorious heroes fought with iron and blood, and you are just lucky to be allowed by the descendants of those heroes to live on this land.”
"Betrayers will not end well." He gave the girl a meaningful look, then turned and left.
The door closed again, and the room fell into silence, only the candle flickered slightly and emitted a slight smoke.
Another corner of the castle, Viscount Morrow's study.
The viscount is sitting at the table at the moment, carefully studying the exquisite creation in his hand. Its shape is about the size of a ping pong ball, the whole is holy white, and there are golden lines on it. At this moment, it is filled with magic power, emitting light slightly.
"It's really wonderful, just like the music in the forest." In the eyes of Viscount Moruo, this small sphere is so precious and beautiful.
Boom
After a while, there was a slight knock on the door of the study.
"Enter." Viscount Mo Ruo put away the sphere in his hand.
"Master Mo Ruo." The housekeeper saluted respectfully, and then entered the study.
"How about that girl?" Mo Ruo asked.
"Status is okay, just finished dinner."
"Very good, very good." Mo Ruo said twice in a row, a faint excitement appeared on his face, as if he was thinking of the wonderful scene in the future.
"The day has finally come." He turned to look at the wall behind him, on which hung portraits of the sages of the Moruo family, and an old family crest, which was shaped like interlaced swords and stacked on top of each other.
"Although a lot of bugs have been found near the forest recently, fortunately, the implementation of the plan went smoothly. With the help of Charlene's caravan, the key things were finally transported from there."
"Your Excellency is wise." The butler bowed his head and praised.
"Hehe, I guess those spies didn't expect it, I'll let them put this key little thing in the vegetables and fruits, and send it randomly along the way."
He took out the gadget in his hand again.
After the Roentgen caravan arrived in the afternoon, the piano was temporarily placed in the yard, and the fruits and the like were transported to the warehouse first, and he smashed all the melons and fruits, and finally found this little thing hidden in it.
"With this, you can open the seal in the ruins. It's really time-consuming." He sighed.
"I discovered this place 20 years ago, but I didn't expect that the seal left by the Mercury Dynasty would still be so strong, sealing that sacred object in such a secret place."
"But all of this has passed. Use this little thing to break the seal, and let that special girl open the door. The treasure inside will eventually belong to our Mo Ruo family, hahaha." Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a happy expression smile. For this day, he has endured for nearly 20 years, and now he is finally able to confide freely.
"Your Excellency is wise." The butler looked at Viscount Mo Ruo's mad and laughing back, and lowered his head again.
"However, we still need to be cautious in this operation."
After laughing, the viscount regained his composure and turned around.
"I know that some little bugs have noticed some abnormalities. They may know something, but they certainly don't know everything. So we must achieve our goal before they react. I don't want to make things big. At that time, the people from the Sage Association will be attracted."
"If those white robes come over, the things in the ruins will be nothing to us. These guys have always regarded all the things buried in the ground as their own organization, which is simply unreasonable, heh." Thinking of those strong A member of the Sage Society, the Viscount gritted his teeth a little bit.
As the guardian of the world order, the sage will have a very high priority in dealing with many things. They will maintain those ancient ruins and guarantee that all the items excavated will belong to the sages.
"Okay, bring me my dinner first, and we will be ready to act tonight."
"Yes, my lord." With that said, the housekeeper exited the room again.
The night was getting darker. Although the castle was very deserted, with only sporadic lights, the small town below the mountain was full of lights.
Although the place is not big, perhaps because of its small size, the local residents are more humane. Walking on the streets are basically all acquaintances, and the night in the town is not deserted.
In the largest tavern in the city, a wonderful performance is being staged. A poet in a worn shirt is sitting on the stage and playing the strings.
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"At that time, Miss Messia picked up the sword, and like a nightingale in the forest, she crossed the obstacle lightly, and the beautiful sword track that flashed was like a shooting star in July cutting through the night sky."
"At that moment, what she pierced was not only the eyes of the black bear, but also the hearts of all the men present. Ah, that fluttering dress and vigorous body are just like Ai Qianmei in the ancient legend. Radha, bring us victory ~IndoMTL.com~ Chanting exaggerated words, the impromptu bard is getting more and more excited, he closes his eyes and revels in fantasy, and the audience below is also very enthusiastic.
"Oh, that's really pretty."
"My Goddess."
"Dear Miss Messia."
Lack of entertainment, boring and boring life, it is rare to come across such a wonderful story, these mercenaries and adventurers are all immersed in the poet's singing.
Although there are no skills, and the tune is often lost in the middle, the atmosphere and emotion are felt. That Miss Messia is indeed a strong color that breaks the gray life, and makes everyone sigh with amazement.
Then, a little exaggeration is not a crime.
As for this, the only person who is slightly dissatisfied is Miss Swordsman sitting in a corner of the tavern. At this moment, she propped her hands up, using the empty wooden wine glass to block the curious and admiring sights, smiled helplessly, and nodded one by one, responding to the people who waved to her.