Path of The Dragonborn

This is impossible.

Count Hertha, almost suffocating, dizzy, barely refreshed, and didn't faint because of the anger.

"Why... it's impossible. It's impossible..." he said almost in a panic, and then suddenly began to struggle, making a lot of movement. When the visitor saw this, he kicked him mercilessly in the abdomen—instantly, the pain spread throughout his body, causing him to stop his movements.

Count Hertha, who had never been treated like this before, had always been considered pampered, but was forced to tears by the sudden pain.

"Looking at your reaction, what's on this is really true, right?" The man slowly closed the piece of paper. "If you think about it for yourself, do you want to continue to be stubborn and not tell the truth-or do you plan to let me kill you altogether, and then publish these things? You should be clear that some of the details above cannot be forged. The nobles in the Bariahat area will confirm the accuracy of the above information after various means of investigation, and I am also very confident that after killing you, I can forge a fake scene of your own suicide in fear of crime—— At that time, your life, your cherished family industry and reputation will all be destroyed. Everyone will know that you are a pervert with nasty desires in your heart-why, do you want to try? "

Count Hertha couldn't help but imagine the scene that the person had said--it is true that on that piece of paper, what he read was not only the relevant information about his trip to the "paradise" at the time, but also some information he could never deny. Key information. As for how it was leaked, this is no longer known-the only thing he knows is that the threat of the person in front of him is very likely to come true.

Now, is there any other way and way out?

"Looking at you, it seems that there is a deep and complicated background in it... and I actually know that you are not the only person involved in this matter in this city." That person's words made Count Hertha dark. Surprised-he originally thought that the person who came was a daring friend of the Count of Amancia, but what the boy in front of him said was definitely not saying anything other than the obvious meaning.

"Um... in order to check your sincerity, just take a test here. Let me ask you, if you look like you just now, you should know who I am referring to, right?"

"...Could it be...A...Aman...Um..."

"What's the matter? The only thing... is that the Earl of Amancia is right. Moreover, he and you seem to be the same few days..." The words of the visitor surprised the Earl of Hertha-indeed, it was Oman at the time. The Earl of West Asia suddenly returned mysteriously after a few days of disappearance. After that, he abetted himself, saying that it was an impromptu performance such as "Celebrating your promotion", which made himself contaminated with that sinful place.

"...Apart from him?" His thoughts were interrupted by the words of the visitor. It seems that the answer of the Earl of Amancia still cannot satisfy him.

"Is there anyone else?" Count Hertha asked instinctively. The latter did not answer, but seemed to be lost in thought.

"Don't he know...? The three of them are not in the same group? Well, this is a little troublesome." Heliga observed carefully for a while, and indeed-the surprise and doubt on Count Hertha's face were not disguised. He really didn't know that there was a third person involved in this matter. The Viscount Lightning, who had a poor reputation among the local nobles, seemed to be the most hidden among the three.

However, it is better to find a chance to investigate these matters. Heliga thought this way. The performance of Count Hertha just now clearly showed that there is a subtle connection between these three people. Based on the fact that the Earl of Amancia himself was in a high position among the noble circles of the public capital, it would be very difficult to deal with if he really wanted to start, so he did not want to expose his existence too early.

"I... what am I going to do?" Count Hertha's voice was inaudible. He didn't know if he was asking Heliga or talking to himself.

He just found something similar to a personal diary in the bedside table. As mentioned above, Earl Hertha has a very regular life. Basically, he stays at home and occasionally goes out. The scope of activities is limited to the surrounding areas of the capital. area. He almost never travels far away. Even if it is because of his work relationship, he will set up the schedule and related articles of association with the housekeeper early, and notify the people in the public capital circle in time, in case they have business discussions but cannot find himself. Therefore, if such a person is taken away directly by himself, it must be very strange in the eyes of other nobles.

In addition, even though he had already heard of it from Juss, after careful inspection, Heliga still found it very strange. In Count Hertha's room, there were hardly any luxury accessories he had originally imagined, but it could only be described as a comfortable room. There is no high-end incense and spice that nobles love very much, or high-end porcelain from the East, and no furniture produced by any famous manufacturer, and it seems that Earl Hertha has no obscure hobbies such as taking drugs. At least Heliga found no trace, which made his haggard appearance even more suspicious.

It's not a side effect of taking drugs. Is it because the heart is suffering for a long time? Heliga's heart had such an idea somehow.

Therefore, he decided to test it out-to see how Count Hertha reacted before deciding what to do. Unexpectedly, this idea does not seem to be completely groundless.

Because of this, after careful consideration, he decided to take a little risk. Although the result has been determined, these three people are the relevant culprits, but the specific details are not clear to him. He hopes to be able to better investigate clearly, so as to find more worthwhile things from them.

"Um... I think it's better." Heliga thought for a while and said, "Although I really want to take you away privately and ask for serious questions... But in this way, your disappearance is bound to cause local nobles. Our vigilance. So, I think it’s better not to be too risky. However, I want you to wait at the place I designated in the Lunarria Natural Park from 7 to 9 pm every Friday night-when I will ask you more details."

"I...understood." For a moment, Earl Hertha seemed to have some courage to ask questions-such as the true identity of the visitor and what he wanted. But in the end, he still didn't say anything.

"Remember...Don't tell anyone, including your most trusted personal butler. If he asks, you can just find an excuse to stop it. Of course, if you think the Earl of Omansia can keep you, you can also try Inform him and see if he will help you." After speaking, Heliga's figure disappeared out of thin air in front of Count Hertha; I don't know when, the handcuffs on her wrist were also opened.

The cold wind blew, leaving only Earl Hertha, entangled, contradictory and painful, all alone.