It wasn't until Neil was fussed by this look that he opened his mouth without saying anything, then he said calmly.
"Neal, I need to emphasize that there is a prerequisite in communicating with you, which may be a bit offensive: I am not confident about your personal judgment."
Morgan is well aware of the characteristics of each of his chess pieces. Although Neil has a good mind and acceptable abilities, he has a huge flaw.
It is extremely easy to be emotional.
Best of all, the objects of affection don't even have boundaries.
Needless to say, friends and relatives, Neil is full of compassion, and he puts women and children first among strangers. Whenever he encounters a weak person, he will feel compassion and help generously if he detects something called "eye-relatedness".
Although Neil thought he was sensible, the most he did was bring himself close to bankruptcy, which was quite troublesome.
Neil laughed dryly, "Grand, do you want to stop or listen to me first?"
He had been prepared in advance, so he took advantage of every opportunity to conduct follow-up investigations, and finally told the story about the current situation of the maid Lucy from beginning to end.
Although it is not too exaggerated, Neil uses his poet's diction skills to tell the story as if it is happening in front of his eyes, exaggerating the helpless and miserable emotions to the extreme.
But his silver tongue was ineffective against Mogan.
After hearing this, Mogan nodded first and then raised three fingers.
"First, why do you think that the maid named Lucy must be rescued? If her current situation is one with a meager income and a poor family, the salary paid by the Duke can allow her to earn money to support her family."
"...We can think of a solution. At the worst, we can find a job for her and look for people everywhere." Neil had already begun to look for countermeasures.
Morgan raised his eyebrows, "If you want to find a job with the same salary as the Duke's maid, I'm afraid you can't do it. Besides, if you want to give money directly, I don't think it's necessary given your current assets."
Before Neal could think of a way to argue, Morgan put down a finger and continued describing.
"Secondly, and most importantly, the possibility of the maid being harmed is minimal. If you ask any shabby worker in Port St. Lon about their life experience, she will probably be in more hardship than someone who was born in the suburbs of Biasson. Are you going to help each one of them?
past?"
Neil blurted out, "How do you know if something will happen to her current situation?"
Mo Gan said quietly, "If there is a very high possibility, the person I see now is not just you, but you and a maid who was 'rescued' by Lihua Daiyu."
Neil thought about it for himself and found out that if the Duke was really a pervert who indulged in meat and vegetables, then he could indeed do such a thing.
In addition, Morgan did not only know a little about the Duke. Neil already knew about this situation, but his understanding was not deep, so there was no need to say more.
"But there's always the possibility..."
"The question comes back to you. After staying with the Duke for so long, have you ever seen him put aside his body and posture to force even a commoner who is not here to sell his beauty?"
Seeing that Mogan was calm and composed, Neil thought about it and suddenly felt discouraged.
Because there really are no exceptions.
Duke Albert's arrogance is a double-edged sword. The worst treatment for those around him is to be dismissed as untouchables and deprived of their salary.
The risk is less than the reward.
If the concept of cruelty in a substantial sense does not exist in the mind and the show becomes the norm, even the arrogant fool will be safe.
This is what makes Albert special.
"Third...forget it."
Mo Gan thought for a while but stopped, then put down his palm and sighed.
"To be honest, your too many thoughts may be detrimental to my plan. But if you must do this, the presence or absence of the maid will not have any impact - I take this as a friend's advice."
If it were normal times, Mogan might have said this with a calm aura, but when he dressed like a country farmer combined with ordinary clothes like this, he felt like he had traveled through time and space.
All these are just suggestions.
Will Neil give up the plan to save the maid as he said? Morgan doesn't think he should overstep his authority and interfere with his actual decision.
——After all, Neil is the first person who should be responsible for his actions.
What's more, Mogan's own plan is so meticulous that the possibility that a maid can influence it is actually very slim.
Neil took this opportunity to think carefully about it, and then sighed in relief.
"I don't want to affect your plan... Regarding Lucy, I may see if there are any better opportunities later."
Mogan nodded and said he had no objection.
Although Neil deals with things with his overflowing sympathy, he will do so on the premise that it will not affect other people and will never drag others into trouble. This is one of the reasons why Morgan can trust him.
"So, what else is there to say?"
Mogan was ready to find an opportunity to see off the guests as soon as possible. He didn't want to interfere with the meal because it was too late, and perhaps to prevent the fact that he and Neil were involved from being discovered by interested people.
"Maybe it's my fault, and you may have noticed it..."
Neil really had something else to say, so he took a deep breath as if he was mentally prepared.
"I want to remind you of three points, which can be regarded as facts I saw next to the Duke - Grande, your informant may not necessarily know."
Mo Gan listened with interest to this friend's uncharacteristic change of attitude.
"Speaking?"
Neil obviously wants to regain his place.
But when someone took the initiative to provide him with clues, he didn't care so much, and it was too late to be happy.
Neil said sternly, "You may not know that there may be a different force behind the Duke. He definitely relies on more than just the property left by the Taranik family and the deacon who manages the house, there are other things as well."
"...It's really fresh."
Mogan commented calmly.
"Besides, you must not do things according to Albert's ideas."
Neil was focused on recalling, and for the time being he didn't notice the perfunctoriness hidden in Mogan's words.
"The forces behind it that I mentioned should be lurking in his manor in Nova City - I was warned once, but the other party seemed to not understand me and probably gave up."
Mo Gan was silent for a moment and glanced at his residence from the corner of his eyes.
He has already packed his bags to go to Nova City, so there is probably no need to go into details.
"And his butler, Life Mage Abdia, this person should not be underestimated either."
Neil narrowed his eyes.
"Her abilities as a mage are unknown, and she has strong overall management skills. She can also help Albert investigate information, and may have found out your origin. I heard a few words before leaving, and she was reporting the results of her investigation to you to Albert.
"
Mogan hissed expressionlessly and said, "This is really surprising."
When he finally saw this expression, Neil was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what Mo Gan meant.
"Is this part of your plan?"
"Grand is just an ordinary surname, not too numerous or too little, not synonymous with the family. People with the status of Duke can hear this, but there is no way to confirm it."
Morgan shrugged.
"But I have this name myself. If I don't use it regularly, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the inspector's test when it comes to purchasing real estate."
The land purchase control in the Cole Kingdom is neither loose nor tight, but it has strict screening criteria for buyers. However, Mogan, who has no idea how much he has to rely on, always makes people feel suspicious when he says this.
Neil's mouth twitched, "If you ask me to tell the truth... I really don't believe it."
Mogan disagreed.
After all, he is a good, law-abiding citizen.
No one stipulates that a good-quality civilian cannot make more friends, cooperate with people with high status and wealth, and obtain principal from them.
"Believe me, it is a good thing to be able to part ways with Duke Albert at this time." Morgan gave another piece of advice, "I can only wish you good luck from now on."
What is unexpected is that Neil has heard the same logic of discourse more than once.
In order to recall where this shallow memory came from, his expression froze for a moment.
Mogan also suddenly realized something was wrong. After all, he was good at observing words and emotions.
However, Neil's memory is surprisingly good.
"Is Abdia the person you're looking for?" Neil was shocked. "She gave me the same reminder before, saying that she should leave the Duke as soon as possible, but she praised me too much - wait, you know
Is there an expert behind the Duke?!"
Unexpectedly, there was a problem with the "duplication check rate". Mo Gan didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to make a little joke.
"...You know too much."
"So, I should be a backup link in the plan?" Neil suddenly felt unbalanced, "It's the same with or without me."
"No. It's just that I don't believe that you can remain unemotional all the time. You left a deep impression on me."
Mo Gan spoke sincerely. He no longer knew when he had recycled the materials of the pot—including the anti-magic material that was difficult to shape—and at the same time tidied up all the appearance.
"In addition, Abdia only reached an agreement with me. She realized the undercurrent and wanted to find someone to help prevent her family from suffering because she was on the wrong team. She didn't even know that the part of the news I asked her to convey to the Duke was true.
thing."
Morgan never puts his eggs in one basket, and he always has a backup plan.
Neil felt a lot about this: "So Abdia thought it would be more appropriate to persuade one of the people around the Duke to leave at this time, so he planned to remind me and help me?"
Only then did he understand why Abdia was alone with him in the carriage in the first place, suddenly approached this suspicious poet, and said such a "blessing" that was inconsistent with the preface and the follower.
However, Mo Gan realized that this elder brother had committed an old habit again and began to pay attention to things that his own abilities could not control. He couldn't help but rub his temples, which gave him a headache for the moment.
"You have to know that Abdia Hill is a high-level mage, and there will be many people who want to win her over in the future. She serves the Duke herself, so it is difficult to get rid of the relationship, but there must be ways to protect herself in advance."
Rather than being protected, Abdia Hill decided to cooperate just because he wanted to leave a backup plan, and he was a party focused on protecting others.
He is definitely not a weakling who needs to be taken care of.
Especially a guy like Neil who is overflowing with compassion, but has neither better nor worse martial arts, neither better nor worse literary talent, neither better nor worse knowledge, neither better nor lower ambition, and even more complicated things than Mo Gan.
Only when he is poor, he becomes strong and strong, and his eloquence and eloquence are amazing, and he is also very easy to control.
But Morgan really didn't rely on this characteristic to force Neil into his camp.
In order to completely convince someone like Neil to leave the free living area of the Helping Ranger and do business, the only way is to help him at the right time and leave a little favor.
"In addition, if you want to go back to Asun City, remember to ask for the account in time at Senke Tavern. Don't be soft-hearted, and don't be swayed no matter who you see taking action."
Mo Gan considered his words carefully.
"You really need to remember that the other party is just a liar. Even if she performs a tragic suicide scene on the spot, I suggest you check which blood bag was stolen from the circus."
Obviously, this advice came from the bottom of his heart, and Mo Gan even felt a little emotional when he said it.
Neil felt unbearable when he thought about the scene, and couldn't help but sigh, "Grand, you can guess this, you are such a cold and heartless guy."
"Thank you?" Mogan raised his eyebrows.
To him, who was proud of his reason, this kind of words sounded more like praise worthy of encouragement.