Ryan's Sword

Chapter 14 No.13 The Man Behind the Mu
This night, the manor of the Dewey family was brightly lit.

After all, the Dewey family is a veteran aristocrat with inheritance. Even if their family fortune is in decline, their strength is still much stronger than the general new aristocrats.This manor, which occupies an area the size of a football field, has built more than a dozen buildings, large and small. Among them, Sir Jonson's bedroom is located on the three-story attic behind the main hall.Since the manor is located on a slightly higher terrain, the general outline of Robe Town can be seen there.

month to midday.

Sir Jonson stood in the study on the top floor of the steeple attic with a gloomy face, looking far away in the direction of Robe Town.

Under the night, Robb Town in Sir Jonson's sight is like a giant sleeping on the ground, inexplicably revealing a quiet and peaceful temperament.However, his current state of mind is quite different from this peaceful state of mind.

The moonlight fell on Sir Jonson through the window sill, reflecting his already slightly hideous and thin face even more gloomily.

In addition to Sir Jonson, there was a maid standing behind him in the whole study. This young maid named Tasia held her breath carefully, for fear of making any noise.The whole room was so quiet that Tasia could only hear her own heartbeat, and this state had been maintained for two hours.

Tasia, who is quite favored by the jazz, knows something about the affairs of the master's house. In the past two days, the lord jazz and the young master Valentine have had an important event destroyed, and now it is the most disturbing time.

"Yesterday, when Anna and the others were cleaning the room, they were heard by Master Valentine because of their loud laughter, and they were severely punished!"

Tasia thought silently.

Although Tasia had never been beaten since she entered the Dewey family's estate to work, she had seen her companions being punished more than once.Most of them were whipped on the back by Madam Sir because they did something wrong, or did not do their job well, and their white backs would soon be dripping with blood.Bloody scenes kept reappearing in her nightmares again and again. Because she was afraid of being beaten like this, she never dared to disobey the orders of her master. At the same time, she always kept in mind what she should do, and almost never made a mistake.It was precisely because of this cautiousness and obedience that Sir Jonson soon discovered her and took her to his side, making her his personal maid.

"Tasia."

"Ah... yes, my lord." Sir Jonson's voice came, and Tasia came back to her senses and responded quickly.

"Command me, before Captain Pierre comes back, the night guards will keep an eye on all the movements in the manor." Sir Jonson did not turn his head, still maintaining a posture of looking into the distance, and said in a cold voice, "You go Tell them, don't let me find out that they have any slack, or you will be punished by your mistress tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord."

Tasia agreed.She tiptoed, walked out of the study lightly, and gently closed the door outside the room.Only then did she have time to pat her chest. After taking a few breaths, she trotted downstairs to convey Sir's instructions to the guards.

Being alone in the same room with Lord Jazz who is in a bad mood is a kind of silent torture!Every minute she stayed there made Tasia feel extremely tormented. If she could choose, she really didn't want to breathe that depressing air again.

"This Pierre, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Hearing the footsteps of the maid going away quickly, Sir Jonson couldn't help frowning.He embraced his hands in front of his chest, and the fingers of his left hand unconsciously tapped the exquisite horn coat of arms on the sleeve of his right hand. This was the family emblem designated by the ancestors of the Dewey family, and it was considered well-known in the Ryan Empire at that time. .

However, although the horn coat of arms has been passed down to this day, their family has long been separated from the circle of upper-class nobles.

"This damn black wing!"

Looking into the distance for a long time made Sir Jonson's eyes a little sore, he cursed in a low voice expressionlessly, then snorted coldly, and closed his eyes.

On the other side, in Valentine's bedroom, a disheveled maid was silently packing her clothes by the bed.On the balcony of the bedroom, the shirtless Valentine stared at the gate of the manor, thinking about the same problem as his father.

"Damn Brother Hansen, it's almost midnight, haven't they succeeded yet?"

Valentine frowned and thought so.

Although he vented some inner gloom on the maid just now, he couldn't imagine being in a good mood until he actually saw Hei Yi's head.

The scene of the cousin's departure is etched in Valentine's mind until now.For the first time, the kind of politeness that rejected people thousands of miles away and the plain appearance that never looked back, really hurt Valentine's proud heart for the first time.

In terms of beauty, cousin Yi Lian can only be ranked in the upper middle of the women he has dated with; in terms of talent, although her cousin is studying in a prestigious school in the imperial capital, at best, she is just going to be gilded. She was doomed to be married off in exchange for political connections that would benefit her father.

However, it was just such an ordinary noble girl who could make him and his father fawn on him in every possible way, until in the end they walked away indifferently.

——Because her grandfather was an official in the imperial capital.

Perhaps it was the state of the sage mode that made Valentine suddenly think of many things that he had overlooked in the past.He suddenly realized a truth, if he stayed in Rob Town, he might not be able to get involved in the circle of upper-class nobles for the rest of his life.

imperial capital.

"That's where I should be."

The cold autumn wind blew silently on his body, as if taking away the anger that hadn't dissipated from the bottom of his heart, Valentine thought intently.

"When this matter is over, I will ask my father to let me study in the imperial capital!"

After making up his mind, Valentine recalled the Hansen brothers who hadn't returned to him yet.

"Bill and Huck," he said to himself, frowning, "I'm afraid they'll go to the town's tavern to have a good time after killing Black Wing?" Valentine knows better than anyone that he What kind of bastards are these two guys under him-although most of the dirty things they did came from his own orders.

Based on the information collected by their subordinates, Valentine and Sir Johnson conducted a comprehensive speculative analysis, and soon, they locked Black Wing's true identity on a young guard recruited by the Golden Oak Leaf Firm.

It is reported that this unknown young guard once split a stone pier for tying horses with a single sword. With this level of swordsmanship and a figure that matches the black wing, Dewey and his son immediately determined the target. down.

Almost immediately, Sir Jonson gave an order to his loyal warrior commander, Pierre, and sent him to get rid of the boy who got in the way.Because of Valentine's relationship, the Hansen brothers were also assigned to the warrior commander to carry out this operation together.

However, until midnight, the three of them never sent back any news.

"Lord Pierre, like the giant bear, is a warrior of the iron rank. Together with Bill and Huck, the three of them are going to surround and kill that black wing, so they should be able to capture it!" At this time, Valentine was already blown by the night wind. His chest felt cold, and he felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, "Could it be that..."

"impossible!"

Turning back from the balcony to the bedroom, Valentine's face showed a look of irritability. He was naked from the upper body, and he didn't care about the pale maid, so in front of her, he paced back and forth in the bedroom, while walking quickly. think.

"Lord Pierre stepped into the Iron Rank ten years ago. With his swordsmanship and experience, he must have no problem dealing with the Black Wing of the White Rank. What's more, he has Bill and Huck as his helpers! "Valentin's footsteps slowed down, "It must be those two bastards who took Mr. Pierre to the town's tavern to celebrate. After all, this time my father generously offered fifty golden oak leaves as a reward. gold."

Finally, Valentine convinced himself with reasonable logic, let out a long breath, and stretched his brows.In sight, the well-dressed maid was standing fearfully on the other side of the velvet bed, secretly looking at him anxiously. Valentine waved his hand and said, "Go and rest, I don't need you to serve at night. By the way ..." He walked over as if thinking of something, and whispered in the maid's ear: "Keep your mouth shut, don't let me hear anything about me from anywhere, understand?"

"Yes... I see, young master!"

"Okay, let's go."

After waving away the pretty maid, Valentine felt relieved for some reason.Putting on a home-style casual clothes, he pushed open the door, ready to go out to talk to his father about going to study in the imperial capital.Maybe after a while, the three people who went out to do errands will come back soon, which will save him another trip.

However, Valentine, who is only proficient in martial arts, does not know that even fighters of the same rank have a gap in strength, and the higher the rank, the more obvious this is.Secondly, it is not a good thing to stay at a certain level of strength for too long. For example, Pierre, the invincible warrior commander in his mind, is a good example.His potential has come to an end, and the swordsmanship he practiced is at a roadside stall, and one silver oak leaf can buy "Ryan Civilian Swordsmanship (E)".Not to mention ten years, even if he practiced for another ten years, he would not be able to compare with the giant bear who is extremely talented and also masters the fearless sword technique.In the end, he didn't even understand that the person he sent to besieged was a "player" from another world.

It is precisely because of the above reasons that Valentine completely misjudged the situation.As for the Hansen brothers who he imagined were celebrating wildly in a tavern or a brothel, there was no chance to come back and report to him.

(End of this chapter)