The night was completely dark, and Bud sat on the balcony of the room, looking at the stars in the night sky.
Candlelight shone from the room behind him, illuminating the expensive glass in his hand.
The clear yellow fruit wine reflects the beautiful light texture, making people salivate, but the wine glass keeps shaking slightly, causing the wine to ripple back and forth.
Bud's hands were still shaking.
The meaningful smiles of Roland and the other two Golden Sons still appeared in front of his eyes.
"We know that there are many good nobles, such as Lord Bard."
This sentence kept appearing in his mind.
Now he understood what was going on with the smiles of Roland and the two Golden Sons!
It was the kind of smile you would show when you see a hunter or a fat sheep.
prey!
Fat sheep!
Such words made Bud's brain nerves burst with excitement and tingling. He wanted to be angry, want to roar, and wanted to smash the ridiculously expensive glass cup in his hand into pieces on the spot.
But another kind of trembling feeling from his soul suppressed his anger and gave him a fearful mentality.
Even though he offended the fourth prince three years ago, he was not so afraid.
Those three guys really wanted to kill me. They are waiting for themselves to make a mistake.
There was no respect, let alone fear, for nobility or power in their eyes.
How many golden sons are there
If the number of people is small, they will not be able to achieve anything, even if they can be resurrected indefinitely, their influence will be too small.
But if there are a large number of people... it will be difficult for them to live as nobles in the future.
There is even the possibility of being suppressed into the ordinary class, and then the Golden Sons will replace them and become the new noble class.
Thinking of this, Bud wondered if he was too scared and thought too much about the relationship
But his hands kept shaking, and his intuition told him that this was really possible.
"I'm really crazy!"
On the one hand, Bud felt that this was impossible, but on the other hand, his subconscious told him that this was very likely to be a fact in the future.
Two conflicting emotions made him feel uneasy.
"Why are you crazy?"
A familiar voice sounded behind Bud.
Bud did not look back, but continued to look ahead and asked, "Why did you come in?"
"You didn't close the door." The noble magician who was traveling with Bard walked up to Bard and looked at the night sky like him, but found that there was no beautiful scenery to see, so he asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?" ?Looking depressed."
"Something happened today." Bud didn't know how to tell his partner. He was afraid that if he spoke out his thoughts, he would be laughed at by the other party.
The young noble mage looked at his partner in surprise, and then asked: "What are you going to do next?"
"Nothing to do!" Bard sighed, feeling a little tired: "I plan to go to the Magic Tower to certify Roland tomorrow, and then rush back to the Royal City as soon as possible."
The young noble frowned: "What happened? Didn't you look for an opportunity this afternoon to humiliate Roland? Why do I see you are not happy at all?"
happy? Not being scared to death is pretty good. Bard sighed helplessly: "After tomorrow, I will tell you my thoughts on the way back to the royal city. Just don't laugh at me then."
The young noble mage said helplessly: "It's mysterious, forget it, you are the auditor anyway, I'm just here for fun, you can come as you like."
Bud chuckled, but his smile was a little bitter.
Roland returned to Beta's home.
The two women who were still crying, their eyes swollen like peaches, looked at him expectantly.
"Your parents are safe." Roland nodded and said, "They should be back home now, but I still said the same thing and finally advised them to leave the city. We still haven't found out who the murderer behind the scenes is."
The two women bowed to him and left Beta's home.
Beta took out a plate of fried beans with salt from the kitchen, and put some fruit wine on the table: "Tell me what happened."
"Are you even ready to brag about the food?" Roland smiled, sat down, took a sip of wine, and said: "When we went to the target location, the target had been killed. But I also killed the person who killed the target. Meet Bard from the Royal City!"
"He wants to erase the clues?" Beta asked.
Roland shook his head: "No, something happened to your maid before he arrived in Delbon City. It had nothing to do with him. He just found out what we wanted to do, and did what we wanted to do one step ahead of time. He wanted to use Come and humiliate me."
"Is there something wrong with this person?" Beta also took a bite of the salt beans and asked with a frown.
"Young master from a noble family, how can ordinary people like us understand what we think?" Roland recalled that Bard was so frightened by the three of them at that time, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Before Bard left, he told us that he would kill him. The gang leader took everything on himself. Logically speaking, this matter should be over."
"But he's obviously taking the blame?" Beta continued.
Roland nodded: "We guess Lisa was stabbed through the heart by an ice sword. That's why her blood was not left at the scene. The murderer must know magic. The gangster was covered in fat and his arms were bigger than his head. How could it be possible? It's a mage! Besides, I didn't feel any sign of magic elements on the gang leader's body."
Beta was a little unhappy: "The clue is broken again?"
"No, there is a clue." Roland sneered slightly: "Bad didn't have much interest in us at first. At most, he was arrogant and wanted to obscure my achievements, but then he mentioned that we were gold His son, and it seems that he just learned about it not long ago, someone obviously told him about our information in the past two days."
Beta was also very smart, and he understood immediately: "Where did Bud live recently?"
"Castle!" Roland said: "The city lord is outside with his troops. Who is the person talking in the castle now? Who is the person who has objections to our Golden Son?"
Beta's eyes lit up: "Does that person have traces of the presence of magic elements on his body?"
"Although he tried his best to hide it, I can still feel it, yes!" Roland tapped the edge of the wine glass with his fingers, his eyes filled with fire: "Originally, I thought Aldo was more likely, but Now John is on my radar."
Beta took a deep breath: "This man has a good reputation among civilians. Many people say that he is the conscience among the nobles."
"It's just superficial behavior." Roland sneered: "I told Vivian before that if he really cares about the people, then he should be committed to reducing the number of beggars in the city and maintaining public order here. , instead of ignoring the heart-stealing things of some nobles."
"I will find a way to keep an eye on him." Beta knocked the wine glass in his hand on the table.