Dear Broom Knight

Looking at the letter her son sent, Mrs. Yagris had a helpless smile on her face.

Pat curiously leaned in behind her: "What did Lorry write?"

"He sent me a lot of fruit and listed all the fruit trees he planted himself." Mrs. Yagris smiled gently.

"It seems that the big explosion didn't affect him much." Pat patted her chest with relief.

"How could Lorry be afraid of this?" Mrs. Yagris said with a smile, "Even I wouldn't dare to directly face his fireball magic wand.

She would rather listen to the ditties in the taverns.

So, she quickly left the reception room, intending to take a look at the fruit sent by Mar and send those things to the kitchen.

Mrs. Yagris had been a little irritable lately because of the troubles on the left wing, and she planned to have the chef cook some fruit soup.

The care from her son, even if she didn't want to eat anything, Mrs. Yagris would force herself to eat it.

As long as her appetite was open, she could always cram in some more food.

Carrying a huge dimensional bag, Pat, who rushed into the central kitchen's attached warehouse like a whirlwind, suddenly stopped: "Who are you? How did you get in! What are you doing here!"

As the chief maid in charge of the central and right wings, Pat knew everyone who entered her territory like the back of her hand.

So, it was unbelievable to her that a stranger had directly appeared in such an important place as the food warehouse.

Only she and Yagris had the key here!

Pat, who dropped the dimensional bag on the ground, had already slid out her usual rapier.

"Pat… Pat Farrell Gezall." The man standing in the corner of the warehouse slowly opened his mouth, "Long time no see."

"Who… are you?" Pat stammered.

"Why pretend to be stupid? Who else would know your middle name?" The man slowly walked out of the shadows, "After you sent out the news that Baron Gezall was planning to act in advance, you should have known that someone would come looking for you!"

"Why did you come?" Pat said anxiously, "What do you want to do here?

Don't forget, we agreed that no matter what happens, we must avoid Yagris and Lorry!"

"Don't worry about that." The man with black hair neatly tied in front of his chest, wearing a scholar's robe and looking gentle and refined, said with a smile, "Mrs. Yagris has never been our target.

But, Pat, wouldn't you mind if your Yagris became a widow?"

"With a good son, the old man should die in time." Pat replied with a cold face, "Rather than suffering unspeakable grievances in this castle, it's better to go to Baron Gezall's territory and be a free and easy old lady earlier.

In any case, the King of the North will not revoke her title of Countess, which is also a good thing for Lorry."

"A good thing?" The man couldn't help laughing, "Are you sincere?"

Pat glared at him coldly: "I don't need to explain these to you, tell me your intention!"

"Hehe… Of course, I am here to accomplish our greatest goal, to purify this unequal world, and to let the sincere and brave people get the value they deserve." The man smiled gently, "Only those who believe in our Lord can become the masters of this world."

"Who?" Pat asked puzzled, "Is there anyone in this castle worthy of your personal action?

You haven't come out of the priest's court for fifteen years, right?"

"I came to see you just hoping that you wouldn't show any inappropriate expressions because of surprise." The man put away his smile, a trace of gloom flashed across the corner of his eyes, "Count Montes is not an easy person to deal with, he will seize on any slight abnormality.

So… Pat, remember, after today, don't say hello when you meet me.

Of course, except for the moment I ask you for help."

He smiled gently again: "Everything is for the glory of our Lord, and this is also your expectation, right? Pat."

"As long as you remember your promise to me." Pat said noncommittally, "Nothing can override the safety of Yagris."

"Of course, of course~ Only safety." The black-haired man disappeared into the shadows with a chuckle.

Pat was stunned for a while before slowly taking out the fruit basket from the dimensional bag and placing them one by one into the stone cabinet specially used for preservation, which was engraved with runes.

"The key… is not just two?" She asked herself softly, "You changed the lock, right? Where is the spare key kept?"

"A set of magic locks, four keys." Pat said to herself, "One for me, one for Yagris, and two in the cabinet.

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What cabinet?

The secret bookcase in Yagris' study.

Damn…"

She carefully flipped out her long, jewel-encrusted key and carefully inspected it.

The traces of use were obvious, and the key flickered in the light.

Pat put it back in her long skirt pocket and suddenly turned and rushed out.

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"Madam Yagris, this is for you." Mrs. Yagris, who was concentrating on listening to the bard's melodious singing and tapping her hand to the beat, glanced at Pat in surprise.

What the chief maid handed over was a lapis lazuli long key with many abrasions.

"Why is this being taken out to use?" Yagris took the key, puzzled.

This was the magic lock key she used on her study door in her old home.

Although the magic lock made of lapis lazuli was difficult to break, after all, it had gone through too many things… The abrasions on the key and the lock proved everything.

However, although lapis lazuli was the attribute stone of Gezall, their family didn't have the ability to own too much.

Besides, not everyone could find and hire a craftsman who could make lapis lazuli into magic locks.

Although she still used lapis lazuli locks in her small study when she arrived at Montes Castle, in fact, she only had three new ones in her dowry.

Yagris was reluctant to use them all, so she used magic locks made by Count Montes' exclusive craftsman in other important places.

Of course, she provided the materials herself… Four keys for a lock were basically the limit for the craftsman, so she wasn't too worried.

Looking at the confused Countess, Pat replied softly: "There's something wrong with the lock in the kitchen warehouse."