That bard is such a charmer!

Chapter 150 The Maid's Unexpected Assistance

"You will come with me to see His Highness. He wants to know in detail everything that has happened at Robin School recently."

Inside the carriage, William said to Dorian in a deep voice, "The bards hold a special position in the court and can influence His Majesty and other ministers to a considerable extent. However, as the headmaster of the Robin, that old fox Bernd has always remained neutral."

"Now that he's finally encountered trouble, Your Highness hopes to use this opportunity to bring him to our side—"

Dorian nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.

William then added, "Having finished discussing Your Highness's matter, I'd like to ask something more personal. What were the results of your probing of the Targaryens?"

Before he could finish speaking, William could roughly guess the outcome from Dorian's expression, which showed he'd found ginger in his potato.

Tsk.

Even the robin's teacher couldn't handle Richard? It seems that guy's skills are more solid than he imagined.

As expected, Dorian didn't bring any good news.

The confidence and arrogance that had long clung to his face had mostly disappeared.

Finally, he asked William, "You were also an adventurer. Do you think your adventures greatly helped your path to becoming a mage?"

William frowned. "Is he so strong that it makes you doubt yourself?"

"What? No! I was just asking!"

Dorian shouted sharply, then added in an almost whispered voice, "The appearance of the Styx Guardian is also an opportunity for me. I will capture that evil spirit and prove to my students that the charlatans from the bay are nothing but empty shells. I am the robin's most popular teacher! I—"

"Yes, I believe you."

William said this, but in his heart he no longer had any expectations for Dorian.

Dorian also noticed this from the other's eyes.

The two then remained silent as they made their way to the residence of the second prince, Jonas.

the other side.

Richard and Grace returned to Isabella's house.

Although Richard was unaware of William and Dorian's conversation, Isabella mentioned to him during dinner that Jonas was very interested in the robin's troubles.

She commented, "My brother practically had his intention to take advantage of the situation written all over his face."

Richard blinked and asked, "So, what are you planning to do?"

Isabella tilted her head and smiled: "Don't I already have you?"

Oh, yes.

Although Li Cha has been focused on improving himself these days and hasn't been involved much in Isabella's affairs, since he's now living in Isabella's house, outsiders will naturally still regard him as one of the Fourth Princess's "guests".

Thus, Richard's active help to solve the robin's school's problems is, in a sense, equivalent to Isabella's active help to solve the robin's problems.

Even if Isabella doesn't say anything, the old headmaster of Bernd will definitely remember this favor.

"Therefore, I don't need to do anything extra."

Isabella gracefully ate a piece of steak, then said, "Bernd is subjectively unwilling to get too close to us adult princes and princesses. Richard, you representing me is enough. If I intervene personally, it will only make him resentful."

"Of course, that doesn't mean I can't do anything. If Richard needs any help, just ask."

Richard nodded, but did not ask for any help.

After all, the ghost in the school has existed for so many years, and even the church that serves the Grim Reaper doesn't have a good solution. It's unlikely that Isabella, as a princess, can offer much better help.

Half an hour later, everyone finished their dinner.

Isabella then returned to her private training room in the mansion and stayed inside.

Richard knew that Isabella was undergoing a meditation trial—a unique training method for paladins, in which they strengthened themselves by examining themselves and reflecting on whether they had recently deviated from their faith.

Therefore, he did not disturb them, but instead went into the courtyard, pacing back and forth while thinking about whether he had missed any details.

He recalled the ghost's unusual behavior and the tune it was humming.

The poet’s intuition told him that this was an important clue (in fact, it was the only clue he had).

As he thought about it, he unconsciously hummed along.

"Huh? How come you know the tunes from Rat Street?"

Amélie suddenly appeared in the yard and said this to Richard.

No way, would you thieves die if you walked so loudly?

Wait!

Richard was startled, then his eyes widened immediately, and he asked, "You've heard this tune before?"

Amélie crossed her arms and nodded her little head: "Of course, although some details are a little different, it's basically the same little tune I'm familiar with, after all, I—I grew up in Rat Street."

At the end, Amelie's tone became rather strange.

However, Richard was unaware of this; in fact, he didn't even know what Rat Street was.

So he quickly pressed for more information.

Amélie, getting impatient with the barrage of questions, waved her hand dismissively and replied, "Rat Street is in the capital; it's another name for the slums. If you want to know more about this little tune, I can take you there to find someone knowledgeable to ask."

"That's wonderful, Amélie, you're the best maid I've ever met! By the way, is it too late for tonight—"

With time running out and the task pressing, Richard immediately called over Grace, who was playing with the cat on the roof, and said he wanted to go and find out what was going on that night.

Amelie couldn't persuade the poet otherwise, so she instructed the other maids in the mansion to make sure Isabella wouldn't be disturbed. Then she changed into casual clothes, called a carriage, and took Richard and Grace to the southeast corner of the capital.

On the road.

Richard noticed that the buildings on both sides of the street were becoming increasingly dilapidated and bizarrely shaped, exuding an air of unauthorized construction.

The residents walking among them were all dressed in tattered clothes and looked malnourished, a stark contrast to the luxurious atmosphere of other parts of the capital.

Not to mention the beggars on the roadside, busy catching fleas —

At that moment, Richard suddenly remembered that he had seen this area from the airship.

So this is a slum.

Even Milsna Tiras, which gathers the essence of the entire empire, must have places like this, right?

Richard sighed softly.

Then he remembered that Amelie had just claimed to be from Rat Street, and he couldn't help but have doubts.

Generally speaking, even the servants around royalty are not ordinary people.

For example, Sylvia's two maids were both of noble birth.

So, how did Amélie, a thief from the slums, meet Isabella?

Inside the carriage, Amelie seemed to have guessed Richard's curiosity.

However, she did not directly talk about her past, but asked Richard, "Your Highness must have told you about her ideals, right?"