The old knight and Ricky looked in amazement at the ghostly man who appeared ten feet behind them...
"You, who are you?" The old knight's heart beat faster. Could this man have seen the scene just now? Then wouldn't he and his daughter only die?
Dulan showed a kind smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, right? What matters is how you solve the situation in front of you."
"The man lying on the ground is the new tax collector in the southern area of Big Pudding City, and he is also a close confidant of Earl Lyle. If the earl knows that your father killed his nephew, what do you think will happen, Rui?
Miss Qi?"
The girl's face was in a panic. She, who was simple and kind, didn't know how to deal with the situation before her. She could only shake her head, and the tears she had just stopped flowed out uncontrollably.
Although the old knight was equally panicked, he was still a man who had been on the battlefield when he was young. He was silent for a while and then said: "What do you want?"
"Smart." Duran shrugged: "What I want is actually very simple. I heard that the eldest son of the Earl's family gave you an invitation not long ago, and I want to pay for it."
"Invitation?" The old knight was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered this matter.
"Why do you want an invitation?"
Dulan smiled and said: "Not everyone can get the invitation to the Earl's ball. Although I don't know what luck you had to get this invitation from the eldest son, but believe me, it will work for you."
Saying it has become less important. Now, what you should think about is how to clean up the situation in front of you."
The old man's breathing became rapid: "What do you want?"
"Three purple dragon coins will buy you this invitation." Dulan said with a smile: "With this money, you can buy a property on the land of other lords. You can find a son-in-law that you like, or
You can afford a sufficient dowry. Although you will lose your knighthood, it is better to follow my advice than being hanged in public and having the estate confiscated, leaving your daughter alone."
"And I will help you handle the follow-up matters. At least within a week, no one will hunt you down, I promise."
Dulan promised firmly.
The girl stopped crying and looked at Duran with a hint of hope.
The old knight said in a hoarse voice: "You want me to betray the Earl?"
Dulan said coldly: "You have betrayed the earl. You killed his beloved relatives. Believe me, he will not let your past friendship go around. And after you leave, your daughter will
You should be well aware of what kind of treatment you will encounter, right? Maybe it is a good thing to be a servant of the Earl's Palace, but what is worse is to be sold to the court to provide those low-class people with the opportunity to vent their lust. In such a scenario, you are probably
Don’t you want to see it?”
The old knight closed his eyes in pain: "I understand."
"But you must tell me, what will you do if you get this invitation?"
the old man asked uneasily.
Duran showed an exaggerated smile: "What will I do? How funny. Do you think I will do anything to hurt the earl? Please, our master just wants to find a way to break into the upper class society of Big Pudding City.
, and this invitation is a good shortcut. You need money, and we happen to be not short of money. You see, we can cooperate happily."
The old knight calmed down a little, and the girl asked in a low voice: "Father, are we leaving here?"
"I'm afraid so." The old man stroked the girl's hair helplessly: "Maybe we can take a carriage to Perch Harbor and then take a boat to Cordo, or the White Delta further away. In short, this gentleman is right,
We have to leave."
When Duran heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise in his heart. He thought that the old knight would have doubts about where he should go in the future. For this reason, Duran also prepared some excuses. Who knew that the old knight was actually like this?
Dulan was impressed by how quickly he could think of where he should go.
At least this proves that even if the old man is not smart, he still has enough experience and experience - in this era, there are not many people who know the situation ten miles away from where they live. Whether it is the inland transportation city of Bass Harbor or
Córdo, known as the city of sailing ships, and even the White Triangle further afield all have one characteristic, that is, a mixture of fish and dragons, with a high degree of freedom, which is very suitable for people who have committed crimes to take refuge.
"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you two to go out alone. I have a friend at the three forks of the Thorn River. If you need protection, you can go find him." Dulan handed the old man three purple violets that he had previously collected from the purple-clothed priest Delong.
Long Coin said with confidence: "He will send you to your destination and the fee will be relatively low. By the way, his name is Simodo, you just need to say that you are his old friend and ask him to help."
The old man nodded, so the father and daughter quickly packed up their clothes and some travel necessities, and hurriedly left the manor.
Holding the gilded invitation in his hand, Duran calmly burned the man on the ground to ashes with his stray tongue of fire.
Naturally, the old man and Ricky who left Big Pudding City could not have imagined that all of this was under Duran's control - if no one was secretly obstructing them, what would happen to this young tax collector who had a reputation as a womanizer just after he took office?
Will he accidentally break into the old knight's manor?
As the night gradually fell, a cold fire flashed in Dulan's eyes, and the invitation in his hand was quietly put away.
If you want to sneak into the ball, you must have an invitation, but most of the people with invitations are respectable nobles, and it is impossible for strangers to sneak in. The only exception is Ricky and his daughter. They were found by Duran after an investigation.
the most suitable candidate.
…
"If many people didn't recognize the appearance of the old knight, how could I pretend to be that little girl named Ricky!?" Dulan thought helplessly in his heart that the Deceiver Mask could not change his surname, so he could only use the cross-dressing glass slipper.
But what happened next caught him completely off guard...
Xina didn't seem to recognize him, which was a good thing.
But now the two of them were dragged into a small dark room and were being pushed and pushed. This was not a situation that Duran wanted.
So he quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance from Zina. In the darkness, Dulan was like a fish in water, easily dodging Zina's pounce.
"Hey, little girl is quite flexible." Zina chuckled. She took a lunge and immediately showed the strength of the golden realm. In addition, the house was too narrow, and Dulan was blocked in the corner of the dressing room.
inside.
"Let my sister have a taste of you tonight, my dear little sheep..." Zina touched it proudly, but the next second, an unwarranted warning suddenly rose in her heart, a very thin and soft
