"Remember that woman who broke into your house with someone before and kidnapped you directly?"
How could he forget, Karl remembered that guy's appearance very clearly.
And Karl remembered that her servant called her name when the carriage entered the castle.
"It seems to be called Olivia?"
"That's right." Cyril nodded, "Olivia Bruce Ismay."
"Why are you mentioning her so suddenly?"
Is it possible that this guy wants to go back to London?
Karl was guessing in his mind.
"Her father's condition was not very good before, so he went to Windermere to visit him."
"But there seems to be nothing wrong with her father these two days, so she plans to return to London to continue her socializing business."
That unreasonable woman is coming back?
This was Carl's first reaction.
But he immediately realized that he really seemed to have set fire to the theater, and he deserved to be kidnapped?
He didn't seem to have the qualifications to say that others were unreasonable. Thinking of this, he smiled coquettishly.
"So how soon will she be back?"
"If it's quick, it will be tomorrow morning, if it's late, it won't be more than three days."
Three days...
"What do you think we should do about this guy?"
Karl was also a little unsure about how to deal with this woman.
"Does this need to be said?" Cyril didn't take her to heart and said in a very indifferent tone.
"Wouldn't it be nice if I went to talk to her tonight."
"I don't think this is possible." Karl shook his head and rejected Ceryl's plan.
After all, this is a guy who can own a castle by himself, so it's probably not feasible for Cyril to threaten the head maid.
"For such rich people, I think they must know some mysterious things. Maybe they even support such people in their families."
He looked at Cyril and continued: "If this is really the case, wouldn't it be a trap for you to run over with your low combat ability?"
"Hmm..." Cyril frowned, obviously understanding what Karl said.
"What you said makes sense."
If, as Karl guessed, he used the method he used to deal with the head maid to contact Olivia, it would really be possible for him to get involved.
Thinking about countermeasures, Seliel stood up from the bed.
"But I don't have any good ideas. I can't keep you locked up like this, right?"
"Actually, there are only two choices."
Karl looked at Cyril who was spinning back and forth in front of him and expressed his thoughts.
"It's nothing more than we can escape as usual, or stay and face the young lady."
"But if you want to escape, you will naturally have to leave this city. Then the head maid may not be able to help us keep secrets anymore."
Ceryl also knew Karl's personality, she stopped and sighed.
"In that case, all your previous efforts will be wasted. I don't think you will choose this way. So it's actually a matter of how to deal with that young lady."
Yes, that's what Carl thinks.
Once the secret between the two of them is exposed to Olivia, people like this who are involved in the capital world will not be fools.
I will definitely immediately think of the judge who came to investigate. As a result, the truth will be revealed and I will be on the judge's wanted list again.
What's the point of going back to the dungeon on your own initiative?
So I decided to think about how to deal with that young lady.
Karl lowered his eyes and thought for a while. Cyril looked at him quietly. The dungeon became quiet in the morning.
When someone outside brought food at noon, Karl didn't even have a good idea.
It seems to be an unsolvable dilemma right now.
"Celile, bring me the food."
Karl moved his butt back and sat cross-legged on the bed. Anyway, lunch was here and he planned to eat something first.
After the food was brought over, Karl looked at it.
Today's food is not very good. It consists of a cooked potato, a ball of mashed potatoes, and a bowl of vegetable soup.
"Is this some kind of potato dinner?"
Carl complained.
"Is there something wrong? It's good to fill your stomach." Ceryl didn't understand his pain. She thought this food was quite normal.
To be honest, when Carl goes out, he will definitely cook for himself. He has really had enough of British local delicacies!
Dip the potatoes into the mashed potatoes, and take a sip of vegetable soup after two bites. Otherwise, Carl feels that he will definitely choke to death from this stuff.
After eating the potatoes, I felt sour in my stomach.
Sure enough, this is not for human consumption!
So after much deliberation, there is still no way.
"Celile." He called to Ceryl who was still in a daze.
"?" Hearing Karl's voice, she immediately looked over while sitting next to him.
"What's the matter?"
"Do you think what will happen if I still pretend that I don't know anything when that woman comes?"
"Probably just keep it locked until death?"
"Do you think that when she interrogates me, I reveal my identity as a transcendent? This will lead to trouble?"
"I think she might want you to pay the money you spent burning the theater first."
"..."
Too.
Telling her identity as a transcendent person was basically a self-inflicted crime, and Olivia had no reason to let her go.
Moreover, she had said before that Marian was her good friend. Although that guy was just a sacrifice for the Eidolon Lord's advancement, she was also considered a transcendent in the eyes of others.
It is very likely that they are the extraordinary beings recruited by Olivia and her family!
"What do you think of me telling her about Lord Eidolon and taking the opportunity to invite her to cooperate?"
Thinking about this, Karl had another idea. He could unite the two sides by establishing a common enemy. The enemy of his enemy is his friend. Maybe this would work.
Sure enough, Ceryl nodded in agreement with his idea.
"Once the Eidolon Lord is advanced, it will definitely be a huge disaster for ordinary people, which can be used as a reason for her to cooperate with us."
"disaster?"
You didn't say anything about his successful advancement before!
Karl looked at Ceryl who was unconscious and couldn't help but pinched her face.
He stood up directly from the bed, and after standing up, Cyril was lifted up in the air by him and tossed around.
"Why didn't you tell me about this before?"
"Uh...uh uh..."
Selyl's face was pinched and she couldn't speak at all. She hit Karl's arm with her hands, trying to get him to let go of her. She kicked her legs back and forth hard, like a pinched grasshopper.
"Tsk."
Seeing her like this, Karl still let go of Ceryl's delicate face.
"Tell me, what is this so-called disaster?"
"I forgot to mention that there is a reason. The promotion of Lord Eidolon is common knowledge in our circle of gods!"
Ceryl looked at him with tears in her eyes, feeling extremely wronged.
"I don't have this kind of common sense!"
"In short, after the promotion is completed, the Eidolon Lord will transform all the living people around him into undead servants to enslave. If the undead he enslaves kills them, they will also be transformed and enslaved, which is probably like this."
Got it! The 19th century version of Resident Evil.
Now, regardless of whether Karl wanted it or not, he had to stop this guy out of consideration as a human being.