Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

The maid whispered, "Although Miss Elda is kind to me, my true master is someone else."

"Does Miss Elda know this?" Ludwig asked.

The maid smiled but said nothing.

Not answering is also an answer in itself. Ludwig nodded in understanding.

At this time, the maid sighed and said, "You can call me Rhea, Lord Ludwig. We are actually in the same boat, so let's join forces. I will help you get your princess back, and you will help me get my prince back. How about it?"

"Your prince? Who is that, that Russell?"

When Russell was mentioned, Ludwig felt very uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to ask.

"The prince of Usedom is Occitania? This joke is not as funny as you think, Lord Ludwig." Rhea denied it. "You will know when the time comes."

“I thought the basis of cooperation was honesty.”

Leia shook her head again: "Just like I won't ask you which noble person in the royal family is possessing the body of Lord Russell's female companion."

Then, Leia, dressed as a maid, glanced out the window impatiently: "Are you willing to cooperate? Miss Elda is about to get up. I can't stay too long, lest she notice something is wrong."

Ludwig hesitated for a moment - after all, "Eleanor" had completely abandoned him. He had worked so hard to find a safe haven for Eleanor, and then Eleanor turned around and went to bed with another man.

But the feeling of unwillingness finally prevailed. Ludwig bit his lip and nodded: "Okay, what should we do?"

"Okay, since you are willing to cooperate, I will find time to discuss with you what to do next. I must go serve Miss Elda breakfast now. I wish us a pleasant cooperation, Mr. Ludwig." Rhea nodded to Ludwig, then turned around and left Ludwig's room neatly.

Ludwig didn't know if Rhea did this on purpose, using time to ferment his anxiety so that she could gain the upper hand in the so-called cooperation that follows.

But Ludwig himself had no other options. So he frowned and patiently recalled what Reya had just said, confirming that he had not found any flaws.

In addition, Ludwig was really unwilling to accept the fact that "Eleanor had betrayed him", so he could only grit his teeth and wait patiently for news from the maid Rhea.

Ludwig was lost in thought in the morning light. He wanted to stab Russell to death with a sword to vent his anger, and at another moment he wanted to take revenge on Eleanor.

His face turned red and white. He didn't know how long it took before the hunger in his stomach woke him up from his delusions.

Ludwig got up and prepared to have breakfast.

However, as soon as he left the room, many knights whistled at Ludwig.

Another knight jeered, "I never could believe you were so resourceful! You look so clueless and ignorant, yet you've already gotten Miss Elda's personal maid so quickly!"

Ludwig opened his mouth in surprise: "Huh?"

Knight Friedman, with an ambiguous smile on his face, patted Ludwig's shoulder fiercely. "Come on, stop pretending. That maid's name is Rhea, right? She just left your room so early this morning! She looks quite listless. You must have tormented her all night, didn't you? Many of us saw it!"

The knights laughed loudly, and the courtyard was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"What? Ludwig is really too much! He put people in such a terrible place, but he himself was having fun with the maid!" Eleanor, who was hiding in the painting, heard the words brought by the wind, and felt wronged and sad.

If her tear ducts hadn't disappeared, Eleanor felt she would have cried.

As for what happened last night, Eleanor looked at the magical flames from Rosaline surrounding the painting, and she didn't dare to stick her soul out of the canvas.

Therefore, she naturally knew nothing and had no idea what kind of image she had become in Ludwig's mind.

121 Visit

The knights' noise and cheering did not reach Russell's ears.

Because Russell was thinking about how to clear the injustice of the cattle herder old Ernst while he was on his way to visit the father and son.

"This is it, Sir Russell. This used to be an abandoned warehouse, and the dungeon was converted from the cellar of the warehouse." Rhea, the maid who led Russell, introduced carefully.

As if fearing Russell might misunderstand, Leia earnestly explained on behalf of the master, "Meldorf is a place with simple folk customs and few crimes. Therefore, the lords of previous generations have never thought of building a dungeon specifically for the custody of prisoners. I never expected such a terrible thing to happen this time."

Leia was chattering away, like a common maid in a wealthy family. She was very talkative, but also had a strong sense of honor for her master's family.

If Russell had not recognized her as the uninvited guest hiding behind Ludwig last night, it would have been difficult to connect her with the daring and agile guest last night.

Russell couldn't help but feel that Leia was really a hidden talent. She usually acted like just a diligent and clever maid.

Russell began to wonder what role the maid named Rhea played in Adrian Heinrich's death.

Although how Adrian Heinrich died is still a mystery, there is no doubt that there is something fishy going on at the Heinrich Manor.

That Ludwig is a spy for the royal family, and this master's personal maid is also very skilled...

Russell's thoughts were churning, but he remained calm on the surface. He nodded and said, "Thank you. So, that means old Ernst and his son are receiving treatment in here, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Russell." Leia smiled. She nodded to the two guards on duty as a greeting, then casually pushed open the door of the old warehouse. "The young lady asked us to place them here and even sent someone to look after them."

Then she pointed, "The ladder is over there. Now, I'll go back and serve Miss Elda. Sir Russell, if you need anything, you can speak directly to the two guards."

Russell nodded, thanked her again, watched the maid Rhea leave, and climbed down the ladder into the dungeon that had been converted from the cellar.

There was a faint earthy smell in the dungeon, mixed with the scent of moss.

If Russell's five senses had not been enhanced by the flames, he really would not be able to smell this faint scent, because the dungeon was filled with a strong herbal smell.

Old Ernst and his adopted son Marc are now lying in two separate beds.

A middle-aged man was feeding Mark with herbs from a bowl. Mark was clearly not in a clear state of mind, and the middle-aged man even pinched his mouth open to force the herbs down his throat.

Some of the medicine flowed down Mark's thin cheeks, wetting his clothes and bed.

Russell stopped and observed for a moment, then asked, "Oh? Are you feeding them medicine? Are they still not awake?"

The middle-aged man seemed surprised when he heard Russell's question and almost knocked over the bowl in his hand.

"Good heavens! Ah! It's you! Master Russell, hello!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly put the bowl on the cabinet, then stood up hurriedly and rubbed his hands, which were covered with the medicine soup, on his clothes and pants.

The middle-aged man was completely at a loss. Finally, in his panic, he felt that he had been polite and saluted Russell in a messy manner.

For a moment, Russell guessed that the man who fed the medicine was poisoning old Ernst and Mark, father and son.

But then Russell denied his guess.

This miserable father and son have been living in the cellar for a long time. If someone really wanted to harm them, they could have done it a long time ago.

The possibility of running into this father and son when I visited them on a whim was extremely low.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so serious about your work. I spoke rashly and actually scared you." Russell said soothingly, "I'm sorry to disturb you, doctor. Just continue. Don't worry about me."

Russell's casual apology made the man even more panicked.

The man was speechless. "No, no. You, you are too polite, sir! A servant like me doesn't deserve such courtesy! I am just the groom!"

If Mark could open his eyes, he would recognize that this groom was the one who introduced him to the hunter in the mountains.

The groom then continued to explain with his hands dancing excitedly, "Originally, I, the young lady, was supposed to arrange for my wife to do this delicate job of caring for the patient, but it's been cold! My wife caught a cold and fell ill. The mansion has had a lot of guests recently, so I couldn't arrange for another woman to take her place, so I had to take her place!"

The groom was both frightened and proud to be able to say a few words to the master. He kept chattering on and on, and what could be said in one sentence had to be said in several sentences.

The fact that I had spoken to the master for several minutes might become a topic of conversation for him in the future.

Oh, I was thinking that the way you feed medicine is like feeding a duck. I thought that these days all country doctors act like veterinarians. It turns out that you are a top veterinarian.

Russell nodded.

"Oh, I didn't expect that I had come to the right place! I actually met such a distinguished master like you!"

The groom talked a lot and noticed Russell's easy-going nature, and his fear gradually disappeared. He secretly watched Russell's expression while racking his brains to say crude flattery that was in line with his identity as a groom. For a while, he was flooded with flattery.

Russell felt that if he didn't speak up, he would be able to spit out the cheap flattery of the groom.

So Russell interrupted forcefully and asked, "Have they never woken up?"

"Your Excellency, you are absolutely right. They have been unconscious all this time!"

Russell always felt that with the groom's enthusiasm, even if old Ernst and Mark woke up, he would force himself to say that they were not awake in order to maintain the "master's dignity."

So Russell corrected him: "I just came to ask about the situation and to see them. Just tell me the truth. Have they been unconscious and haven't woken up yet?"

The groom rubbed his hands enviously. "Oh, I never thought that this cowherd and his son were so lucky that a distinguished master like you could come and see them in person..."

Is that even human? One was beaten unconscious and remains in a coma, yet he's still being treated as a murderer. Another has several scars on his face from being scratched by a wolf. You say they're lucky, but would you take their luck?

Russell couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense and answer the question!"

The groom was startled, his legs gave way, and he almost fell to his knees. He immediately stopped talking and answered honestly, "Respected sir, the cowherd has woken up twice, but the boy he adopted has been unconscious the whole time."

There was a tremor in the groom's voice.

"Oh? That's great! Now that he's awake, shouldn't he be tried immediately?"

At this moment, the voice of Knight Ludwig was heard from the entrance of the cellar.

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122 Judgment Knight

"Even if he woke up before, old Ernst is still in a coma now." Russell said unhappily.

Russell certainly couldn't be nice to Ludwig.

Ludwig had just left not long ago, smelling the scent and coming over. Interesting. She was the one who dragged Ludwig away last night, too. Is there something going on between these two?

Russell narrowed his eyes and began to think.

It seems now that neither Ludwig nor Rhea realized that I had discovered them last night, so Ludwig showed up in such a brazen manner now.

But this guy really gave up on himself. He suddenly appeared so powerfully and completely forgot about his character as a painting enthusiast. Does he no longer care about being discovered as a spy for the royal family?

When Russell heard the messy footsteps, he knew that Ludwig had brought a lot of knights with him.

"Humph, didn't you hear this guy say that this old man has woken up twice? I think he is clearly pretending to be unconscious to avoid trial." Ludwig said aggressively.

Ludwig actually didn't want to continue to maintain his low-key, shy and painting-obsessed personality, but as soon as he saw Russell's smug face, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart - even though Russell's face didn't show any expression, Ludwig just felt that Russell was mocking him.

So Ludwig now tried his best to oppose Russell and oppose him as much as possible.

If there are reasons, then oppose them with reason and evidence; if there are no reasons, then oppose them with unreasonable arguments; in short, you must oppose them.

As soon as Ludwig heard Rhea say that Russell came to visit old Ernst and his son, he immediately got excited and brought a group of people to cause trouble.

In Ludwig's opinion, you, Russell, as the presiding judge, have come to meet with the prisoners in private. Isn't this favoritism and abuse of power?

Therefore, Ludwig insisted that Russell immediately bring old Ernst out for trial and hoped that he would be convicted immediately.

"This evil criminal who plotted to murder his master must be tried immediately, and he must be severely punished with heavy penalties! There must be no favoritism!" Ludwig said in a shocking voice.

However, Ludwig's eagerness to target Russell was seen as a different matter by the other knights. The knights, who had originally come to watch the fun, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Bro, are you serious?

He just got Miss Elda's personal maid last night, and today he can't wait to show his prowess. Is he trying to put the final nail in the coffin after dealing with the traitor?

Then you can go and take credit for it in front of Miss Elda, saying that it was all thanks to you that your uncle was able to ascend to heaven without regrets to serve the Lord, and so on...

After all, most of the knights really came to Meldorf to seek a mate, so Ludwig's words made many knights very unhappy.

Russell noticed this and, without even looking at Ludwig, addressed the knights, "I am the judge elected by you knights at the invitation of Miss Elda. Why should I listen to your dictates on matters like this, Ludwig?"

In the eyes of many knights, Russell's rejection of Ludwig meant that he refused Ludwig to show off in front of Miss Elda.

So they immediately echoed, "Yes, yes, Sir Russell must have his overall considerations. Sir Ludwig, there is no need to be so anxious. Let's go first, let's go first."

Before Ludwig could say anything, the knights had already carried him away. Someone covered his mouth and he was even punched a few times.

Russell shook his head contemptuously. Ludwig was so angry that he couldn't calm down at all. There was no need to use any means to deal with him because he would reveal his flaws on his own.

At this time, the knights gradually dispersed, and Knight Friedman, who had been standing still, squeezed out of the crowd, walked back to the warehouse, and then climbed down to the cellar.

It looked like he was about to say something to Russell, but after he sniffed the scent of the herbs, his expression suddenly changed.

Friedman drew his sword with a bang, not even bothering to greet Russell. He asked the groom, who was standing there, bewildered, "Where did this medicine come from?"

Although the groom was confused, he saw Friedman draw his sword clearly. He cleverly hid behind Russell and shouted, "Mercy, sir, mercy!"

"What's going on?" Russell looked at Friedman.

"The medicine was prepared by a heretic witch." Friedman looked at Russell seriously and said, "Let me introduce myself again. I am Friedman, the Knight of Inquisition."

Wow, you all have special skills. You also have a hidden identity, right?

When you "kindly" reminded me about Father Berthold before, you were trying to trick me, right?