The carriage was speeding under the moonlit night, and it took only 20 minutes to see the manor standing on the hillside in the distance. The lights were bright there, and it should be very lively inside.
"It's not right."
Jenkins said with a glance from the window, and Julia immediately ordered the carriage to stop.
"Mr. Williams..."
"It's not right, there is a gifter besides Dolores."
A monocle has appeared in front of the right eye, allowing Jenkins to better observe the aura from a distance. He narrowed his eyes, and the spiritual light in the distance seemed to shine in front of his eyes.
"No, not bodyguards or guards, the extra two Bestowers are standing in the same room as Dolores, or only separated by a wall!"
As he spoke, he jumped out of the carriage and said to Julia very fast:
"Julia, go find some helpers. I think something may have happened in the manor. I'll go over there first and bring Dolores out. No matter what happens, I will ensure her safety first."
"Alright Mr. Williams, you too, be careful."
The maid bowed slightly, and without any more time-wasting nonsense, she decisively ordered the driver to turn around immediately.
When the carriage drove away quickly along the original road, Jenkins who was standing on the path had disappeared.
The parking place was actually very close to the manor. Jenkins was worried that people in the manor would see him, but in fact, no one appeared as he approached the gate of the manor.
Ruen in mid-March has already felt a little warmer. At least the ground is muddy but the snow has begun to melt. A large number of luxuriously decorated carriages were neatly parked at the gate of the manor, which belonged to the noble girls in the manor.
Although the iron gate of the manor was locked, Jenkins could climb over it with a run-up at that height.
After entering the manor, he put on a black robe. No matter what happened inside, the face of the great writer must never appear in public in this city.
There are some patrolling guards in the courtyard of the manor, but these ordinary people will never find Jenkins. Standing by the wall of the building, he hesitated for a while and did not choose to enter directly from the main entrance, but went around to the side, climbing up the steam pipe on the wall like a cat.
Dolores and the two benefactors were on the third floor, so Jenkins was also targeting the third floor. All the windows here are covered by extremely thick curtains, so although you can't see the inside when you climb up, even if someone is inside, you can't see the outside.
Seeing that the height was almost the same, he grabbed the raised metal edge of the pipe joint with one hand, then swung his right foot to the upper edge of the balcony guardrail, and jumped into the balcony. The sound of landing was so small, it was as if Jenkins' feet were not warm boots but cat cushions.
He looked around vigilantly, but found no one observing this scene.
There is a closed parasol on the balcony, under which is a handmade mahogany round table and four baroque white seats.
This was supposed to be the place where the owner of the room enjoyed afternoon tea, but the curtains were closed and Jenkins didn't know what was going on in the room.
But at least there was no giver in the room. Jenkins stood in front of the door and took a deep breath, tested whether the door was closed, opened the door with a pistol and rolled into the room. The silence charm in the left hand is enough, and the pistol in the right is aimed at the people in the room.
I was startled, the number of people in the room far exceeded Jenkins' imagination, and a gun could not be pointed at all of them. Looking up, I saw at least twenty pretty young girls in fluffy skirts in this room. Each had beautiful jewelry that reflected the light from the gas lamps, and the delicate skin and expensive clothes suggested that they should be participants in the salon.
"..."
For a moment, neither the villain who broke in with a gun nor the twenty or so girls who were pointed at was silent. The former did not expect such a situation in front of him, while the latter was gagged and could only look at Jenkins and his gun with tears in his eyes.
"What game is this playing?"
This was Jenkins' first reaction. He knew that most nobles in this world had some strange hobbies. But then there was a reaction, and it was obviously not because of the "game" content that more than 20 girls were tied here. And according to the information provided by Julia, the participants in tonight's salon are all girls, and not all girls have the same orientation as Hathaway.
Maybe it was Jenkins who pointed the gun at him for a long time, maybe that expressionless face was really scary. When Jenkins came back to his senses, the girls were already huddled together in disheveled clothes. If it takes effect, people outside the door will definitely hear the unusual whimpering sound here.
Not afraid of them screaming, Jenkins retracted the pistol and tore off the cloth ball from the mouth of the girl closest to him. In fact, they can spit out this ball of cloth at any time, but they dare not.
"What's going on here?"
He tried his best to ask in a friendly voice, and the girl who could talk timidly shrank between her friends:
"Someone broke in and locked us up. They are robbers!"
"There will be robbers here? Well, what about Her Royal Highness Dolores Stuart?"
He wants to pretend to be Dolores' subordinate.
"Dolores is not with us... They broke in ten minutes ago."
This group of people might want to pretend to be robbers, but considering the two high-ranking benefactors, this is probably another conspiracy by Dolores' brothers or sisters. They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of Dolores leaving the palace, but the other girls here were also of noble birth, and if they silenced them together, they would definitely cause trouble. That's why there was such a clumsy kidnapping.
"I will save you, but I will have to wait until I rescue His Highness."
As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he heard the girl behind him say timidly:
"Can you help me to gag my mouth again?"
After comforting the girls in the room and asking about the internal structure of the manor, Jenkins pushed them away and left the room, and then saw the tragic scene in the corridor. There were densely packed corpses lying here and there, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood made one's scalp numb. Bullet holes can be seen everywhere on the walls and ceiling, and the protagonists of the oil paintings on the walls have been beaten out of their heads.
Although the girls were fine, most of the guards and bodyguards died in the resistance. Jenkins carefully avoided the corpse and walked towards the ballroom at the top of the stairs, where Dolores was.
PS: I am going to end this volume and arrange a big scene, but someone will die, and I am struggling with what do you think of the sacrifice of the characters in the story.
This is not a spoiler, I didn't say anything, and I haven't written that part, just want to get your thoughts on the deaths of the characters in the plot.