The old butler's words could not provide any value. Daniel crossed his legs and glanced at the coffee table in front of him. When he saw an ashtray on it, he immediately took out a cigar and started smoking.
When the smoke reached the old housekeeper, he coughed twice, but it did not attract Daniel's attention.
"Did he say anything in particular before he left?"
"The master always leaves the house...the house for official business, ahem...he always...ahem...he doesn't explain too many things."
"So even if he doesn't tell you anything, you can still run the manor in an orderly manner?"
"Ahem...that's about it."
Daniel thought for a while and continued to ask: "Are there any guests who impressed you?"
Cough cough...cough cough...
The old housekeeper was coughing badly, and Daniel couldn't stand the noise, so he finally put out his cigar.
The air gradually became better, and the old housekeeper answered: "Not long ago, there were some strange people who would come to visit me from time to time."
Daniel frowned and suddenly became interested: "What kind of person?"
"In the decades I have lived here, I have become accustomed to seeing the empire's politicians, businessmen, and military leaders. I have also seen the mistresses brought back by the master... but I rarely see such strange guests. They
He is wretched and not good at words. He looks around as soon as he enters the door, staring at the valuable things in the house and unable to move them away, like a greedy thief."
Hearing this, Daniel was full of doubts.
"As a famous Besarius family, they actually receive guests who are like ruffians? Can I speculate that your master is looking for another way of life? He may intend to improve the family's economic conditions and imitate those stubborn people.
Criminals, establishing an underground society?"
After hearing this, the old housekeeper's eyes were full of doubts: "I don't know, but they are indeed the guests that the master invited home. He invited those people into his office and did not let us hear their conversation."
"Oh?" Daniel sighed softly and looked in the direction of the corridor.
"What else?" he continued.
The old man shook his head, obviously he was not so impressed with the other guests.
There are many portraits hanging on the wall, which seem to be the ancestors of the Besarius family. This kind of ancient family always uses portraits to record their appearance.
Dardaniel suddenly remembered something and changed the topic and continued to inquire: "As a bloodline of the Besarius family, Lord Klein is not married? Doesn't he have a noble lady that he likes?"
The old housekeeper thought for a while and then shook his head: "My master is very difficult to pay attention to personal affairs. As an old man who has served the Besarius family for three generations, I am also very anxious about this."
"But you said he has a lover?"
"It's just to meet his needs. I never thought he would want to marry those... sluts..."
It seemed that the old man was quite indignant, so Daniel silently took note of Klein Besarius's preferences.
"So...among the people who visited him, were there any noble ladies of high status?"
When the old man heard this, the wrinkles on his wrinkled forehead became even tighter.
"Well...there is a 'lady' who impressed me deeply."
"Want to hear the details."
After hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and fell into some kind of memory.
"That was a... mysterious and beautiful lady. When she walked into the manor, all the flowers withered because of her evil beauty. I seemed to hear the birds on the treetops chirping in fear because of her.
Her beauty makes even devils shy away from her."
What a strange description. Daniel looked at the old man in front of him in shock.
"You mentioned a word, 'evil' beauty?"
"Yes, this is the most fitting adjective I can think of."
"But you didn't say what she actually looked like."
The old man continued to recall, sweat already appeared on his forehead.
"Her hair is as pale as an old man in her 60s, but as smooth as jade in her youth. Her purple skirt ripples with her slight footsteps, and her delicate folding fan covers her lips that might make the world drunk. She
His eyes are full of demonic nature, and I am afraid to look at him, as if he is a succubus who can steal away my soul."
Forehead……
Daniel couldn't listen anymore: "Okay, okay! I know that lady is very beautiful, so who is she?"
"Sir Lothar told me afterwards that the lady was the famous Countess Lugosi, the current countess of the Lugosi family."
Sir Lothar... Dardaniel just remembered now that there is another retainer in the Besarius family who is the bodyguard of Klein Besarius. His habit is to wear the armor of ancient knights and accompany Klein around.
Interestingly, this bodyguard disappeared along with Klein Besarius.
Dardaniel continued to look in the direction of the corridor: "Then, the lady was still invited into the office by your master to discuss matters in secret, and other servants were not allowed to pry?"
The old man nodded.
"So, can I go and take a look at the place where they are talking?" Daniel asked the old man for instructions.
The other party was an investigator sent by the Inspection Bureau, holding an order from the Privy Council, and it was difficult for the old man to refuse.
After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the oil lamp next to him and led Daniel to the library.
The library of the Besarius family is quite large. Although the bookshelves inside are relatively old, people still clean the dust regularly. The books are also kept in glass cabinets and have not been eaten by rats.
There are only two places where Klein usually meets with guests, one is in the office upstairs, and the other is in the library.
Daniel walked around in a circle, and the old man followed behind with the lantern in hand.
He carefully observed the environment inside. It was very clean and nothing special. Important things were all locked, and the old man might not be willing to open them for him to check.
He walked to the desk in the middle and found an ink bottle and a quill on it, so he picked up the quill and dipped it in ink.
"Do you mind if I use it?"
The old man didn't object, and when Daniel agreed, he lifted up the quill and tapped it gently. The ink flowed down instantly, sprinkled on the ground, and then started flowing.
As if by magic, the ink spreads on the non-sloping ground and flows to the bottom of a certain row of bookshelves.
Dardaniel touched his chin, carefully examined the bookshelf, and discovered something strange.
All the bookshelves in the library have been cleaned very clean, but this bookshelf has neither locked the glass door nor cleaned it, and the books inside are not rotten or have been gnawed by mice.
"Why don't you clean up this area?"
"My master told me that he doesn't like us touching his collection of books."
oh?
Daniel was full of curiosity, so he picked up a book and looked through it a few times. It was indeed a rather strange document.
But he didn't believe that Klein didn't let the housekeeper clean the places just because they were rare reading materials.