Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 117

After leaving Pigg's residence, Connors visited several nobles, all of whom were barons like him, with the highest rank being viscount. However, unlike Pigg, they did not make exorbitant demands. Their obstruction of the relocation was merely a ploy to obtain some benefits, which were not excessive, and Connors generously satisfied them.

For him now, this is not even a small profit; the daily turnover of Lily Town is thousands of times greater than this.

The following day, with the active cooperation of many nobles, the relocation of Lake City proceeded smoothly. A large number of commoners, with their families, gathered at the entrance of the Siyue Merchant Guild, forming an endless queue, and boarded the carriages that had been prepared in advance.

In the office, Connors and Barrow stood at the window, looking down at the view below.

"Lord Connors is truly resourceful. I never imagined that you could solve such a long-standing problem so easily," Barrow said with a beaming smile, showering him with compliments.

Although he knew the man was flattering him, Connors was still quite pleased. He now understood what those leaders were thinking when they were flattered; no wonder they liked sweet talkers.

"But Lord Connors, Viscount Pigg's maid was so cold to you before, why was she so nice to you as soon as you arrived, without saying a word?" Barrow asked, puzzled.

"Maybe it's because you're ugly..." Connors laughed. "Maybe it's because you approached them the wrong way, or perhaps you unintentionally offended them."

"I see..." Barrow said thoughtfully.

The night was as dark as ink, dotted with countless stars.

The lakeside city was quiet, and the gentle moonlight, like water shimmering, draped the peaceful city in a serene atmosphere.

The dark corridors of Viscount Piggs' mansion creaked loudly amidst the silence.

A door opened in the corridor, and a head quietly peeked out, furtively looking around. Seeing that no one was there, the head tiptoed out and gently closed the door behind it, its every move revealing its cautiousness.

Intima was in the deep darkness, with only a faint moonlight shining through the window. She stood in the corridor, her heart pounding and her legs feeling weak from nervousness.

She opened her palm, revealing a piece of paper soaked with sweat. It was secretly given to her by the handsome man named Connors during the day. It contained only one sentence: "Help me steal this, and I will reserve a place for you in the territory."

As for what she was going to steal, she knew exactly what it was.

She had hesitated during the day about whether to hand the note to Lord Pig, but the thought of working alongside that handsome man filled Intime with longing. This hesitation and entanglement continued until nightfall, and then she inexplicably went out.

Intima took two deep breaths to encourage herself, and then took a step forward.

Crunch!

The floorboards made a crisp, teeth-grinding sound, which startled her so much that she immediately froze, her heart pounding soaring to 180 beats per minute.

She stood stiffly in the darkness, nervously glancing around, feeling guilty, as if Piglet might jump out at any moment.

A moment later, the darkness remained quiet. Intima swallowed, the rapid breathing relieving her dry mouth.

She tentatively took another step, touched the ground, and then walked forward little by little, as if there were nails in the ground.

Soon, she arrived at Pig's bedroom, where loud snoring could be heard coming from behind the door.

This was the first time in her life that Intima had done something so outrageous. Her legs felt weak, but she had already come this far, and she couldn't give up for the sake of that handsome man.

She slowly reached out, nestled her hand on the doorknob, and gently pushed the door open. As soon as the door opened a crack, an even louder snoring sound instantly filled the room.

The room was bathed in moonlight. Pig was lying sprawled on the bed, shirtless, with an astonishing amount of hair on his chest and a bust size that was fuller than that of an average woman.

Intimei tiptoed into the house and looked around.

Besides a large silk bed in the center of Pige's bedroom, there was a portrait of him framed on the wall in front of the room, below which was a row of mahogany cabinets. To the left of the entrance was a desk with exquisite relief carvings, on which various documents and books were scattered haphazardly.

Thump thump thump thump... My heart is pounding like a drum, as if it's about to jump out of my chest.

Intime breathed a sigh of relief and went to the desk to search for something.

"One hundred thousand gold...

""

A soft, dreamlike murmur suddenly sounded behind her, and Intimei's hair stood on end. Her body seemed to be paused, and she stiffened her neck, mechanically turning her head inch by inch.

Pige was still fast asleep on the bed, seemingly dreaming.

Intime breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was filled with anxiety. She quickened her pace, searching through all the documents on the table, but found nothing. This made her feel increasingly impatient.

She steadied herself and went to the cabinet opposite the bed, but after searching through it, she still couldn't find it.

There were only two places in the room where you could store things, and the contract wasn't found in either place. Intima couldn't help but wonder if she had missed it during her search.

Just then, a gust of wind blew in, lifting the curtains and causing them to flutter in the room. The moonlight, no longer obstructed, rushed into the room, illuminating it.

In her anxiety, Intima glanced around casually, then suddenly her eyes widened, and she quickly turned her head to look at Pig.

Under Pig's pillow, a corner of a piece of paper was peeking out from the edge.

Could he be there? But...

Intima hesitated for a moment, then carefully approached the bed, gently reached out and grabbed the small corner, pulling it outwards.

It didn't move...

She glanced at Pige, who was still fast asleep, and boldly tried to put her hand under the pillow to separate the pillow from the paper.

Carefully pulling it outwards, this time it moved.

Intima looked delighted. She controlled her strength and gradually exposed most of the paper. By the moonlight, Intima could see the contents of the paper. It was the contract that Connors and Pige had signed during the day.

Once most of the contract was exposed, it became much easier to retrieve. After pulling it all out, she quickly stood up, left the room, and quietly closed the door.

As I stepped out the door and crossed the stairwell, I had only taken a few steps when a questioning voice came from behind me: "Intime? Why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

Intima's heart jumped into her throat. She quickly turned around and put the contract behind her back.

At the top of the stairs, a figure walked up – it was Lucia, the head maid of the mansion.

This is a plump and mature woman. She is not considered beautiful, but she is very pleasing to the eye.

Damn it, I didn't notice the head maid wasn't in the room when I came out... Intima said stiffly, "Head Maid Lucia, I... I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

The maids at Pigg's mansion lived together in rooms that resembled a large dormitory.

"Taking a walk?" Lucia suddenly remembered something and smiled knowingly: "You little rascal, you saw that tall and handsome nobleman during the day and your heart fluttered, didn't you?"

Intima blushed, forced a smile, and said shyly, "No way..."

C

The corridor was dimly lit, and Lucia didn't see Intima's subtle movements behind her back.

She walked over and pulled her to sit down on the sofa in the hallway. Intima was anxious but helpless.

"Intimer, you're not young anymore, you're already eighteen. It's true that you're at the age where your heart is starting to flutter. But you shouldn't even think about that man. He's not someone we can get close to," Lucia comforted her, patting her hand.

These words piqued Intima's interest, and she asked curiously, "Who exactly is that gentleman? All I know is that he came from the Four Yue Merchant Guild to negotiate with Lord Pig."

"Do you know Lily Town?" Lucia asked.

Intimeme nodded: "Of course, I estimate that no one in Lake City doesn't know about Lily Town now. It's just a small town, but it's more famous than Lake City."

Lucia nodded: "That man is Connors Jon, the nineteenth son of the Grand Duke of the South and the lord of Lilytown."

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Intime's mouth gaped open in an "O" shape, her eyes wide with surprise: "She, she, she's actually the Duke's son."

The Duke is someone who is far removed from the lower classes. Lake City is also close to the frontier, so very little information reaches here. Even when it does reach here, it is known from top to bottom, with the lower classes knowing less and less.

This has led to a situation where some people don't even know that the Grand Duke of the South is named Jon Snow.

After hearing this, Intima felt only exhilaration, and her determination to follow Connors became even stronger.

Lucia tapped Intima's head affectionately: "So, you'd better stop daydreaming, lest you end up hurting yourself."

She knew better than anyone that young girls in love are the most reckless and impulsive. She herself had experienced these things, only the ending wasn't good.

Intima feigned disappointment, looking out the window with a hesitant expression: "I understand, Head Maid Lucia. I'll stay here a little longer and look at the moon. You go to sleep first."

"Sigh..." Lucia shook her head, understanding that feelings are something that cannot be controlled, and only by letting go can one move on.

She patted Intima's head and said in a tone of concern like that of a daughter, "Then I'll go back to my room first. Don't stay up too late and it will affect your work tomorrow, or Lord Pig will scold you."

"Okay, I understand."

Intimeme nodded heavily and replied obediently.

Watching Lucia's departing figure, a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes.

In the mansion, Lucia acted like a patriarch, caring for each of the maids, and they all received a great deal of attention from her. She hesitated whether to tell her about the contract and take her with her; that lady was so gentle, she believed she certainly wouldn't mind.

After thinking about it for a moment, she shook her head; Chief Maid Lucia wouldn't believe her.

After all, there's such a big difference in their status. One minute you're advising me not to have any wishful thinking, and the next minute I'm telling you that the lord specifically told me during the day that he would reserve a place for me next to him. It really is a bit too far-fetched.

After waiting a while longer and confirming that no one else was coming out, Intimeme went downstairs, left the mansion, went out onto the street, and headed towards the direction of the Shiyue Trading Company.

She quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The next day, early morning.

In the master bedroom of the mansion, on a wide silk bed, Piggy, who was fast asleep, slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After watching for a while, he didn't move his body, but reached under the pillow and groped around for a long time without finding what he wanted.

Piglet's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of panic arose inexplicably. He immediately got up and removed the pillow.

The contract that should have been under the pillow was now empty.

Pigeon panicked completely. He quickly got out of bed and searched the room thoroughly, turning everything upside down—tables, cabinets, under the bed... he searched every available space.

But still, nothing was gained.

"Damn it, where's my contract?! My huge contract?!"

Pigg roared, his voice echoing throughout the entire mansion.

Hearing the commotion, Lucia rushed over and, seeing the chaotic scene inside, asked with concern, "Lord Pig, what happened?"

"I lost the contract I signed with Connors yesterday! Go find it for me! It's worth 100,000 gold coins! Even if you have to tear the house down, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find it!!!"

Pigger was furious.

Lucia paused, and for some reason, the image of Intima, who had appeared in the corridor last night, suddenly popped into her mind.

Come to think of it, she wasn't in her bed when I woke up this morning.

Shikoshi Shokai.

Connors arrived at the Chamber of Commerce early in the morning and was informed by Barrow that the little maid from yesterday had visited and brought an unexpected gift.

He looked at the contract in his hand. The freezing air spread through the paper, corroding it from the inside out, and it shattered into ice crystals with a crack, which then drifted into the air.

He turned around, looked at the reserved young maid sitting on the office sofa, and smiled slightly: "Thank you very much, you've done me a great favor and saved me a lot of money."

"Not at all, it's my honor," Intima said shyly, slipping her hands between her thighs.

Connors laughed and said, "After that, you'll move to Lily Town with the group. Staying here will invite retaliation."

Well, to thank you for your help, I'll leave you a generous reward so you'll never have to worry about food and drink again.

Intima opened her mouth, her eyes dimming. Although she could receive a considerable reward, she wasn't as happy as she had imagined.

"What's wrong?" Connors keenly noticed her change in mood.

Intimeme lowered her head, not daring to look at Connors, and whispered, "I...I thought you meant to leave me a place next to you."

Connors raised an eyebrow and then said, "If you want to work for me, that's not impossible, but it will be very hard work. There are no useless people in the castle."

Intimeme mustered her courage and said, "I'm not afraid of hardship."

Seeing his persistent look, Connors said helplessly, "Alright, then you can stay with me for now. I'll assign you a specific position when we get back to Lily Town."

"Thank you, Lord Connors!"