Don't call me evil god

Pet and Lena soon reunited outside the Marquis's manor.

The instructions given by Norman to them were the same, and they both knew the three key clues without any communication.

"A murder that was too late to be handled properly."

Pet concluded with certainty.

"Even if Marquis Madison also has an investment in the Gilded Club, those Green Harbor investment certificates should not have anything to do with him."

Lena nodded in agreement and added: "And Madison is not dead."

Pet nodded: "That's right! This undoubtedly shows that all this is definitely not the spontaneous behavior of Marquis Madison."

"If Madison did not die in murder and fire, why did he inexplicably bring such a pile of investment certificates here and try to burn them all with a fire?"

"This doesn't make sense at all."

"There is only one possibility that can best explain this."

The two looked at each other:

"Someone is behind Madison to do this!"

"He is just an executor!"

...

When the priests and crusader soldiers of the Glorious God left in the evening, Prince Fradin still failed to come back.

The ruins of the Marquis's manor have become "clean" after their inspection and purification.

The bodies were transported together, waiting for a funeral after purification;

The personal belongings found next to the bodies were also taken away to identify the bodies.

Pete and Reina watched the Glowing God Cult leave silently from a distance.

The priests did not have the magic of [Revelation of All Things], and it seemed that they did not realize that the body that was supposed to represent Marquis Madison was not him.

After thinking about it, Pete carefully kept this secret and did not tell the people of the Glowing God Cult.

On the one hand, it was difficult for him to explain the source of his information.

On the surface, he did not see the body of Marquis Madison with his own eyes, so how could he dare to say that the other party was not dead and the body was not him?

Reina sneaked into the manor by [Stealth], which was strictly speaking against the rules.

On the other hand, Pete simply...did not trust them.

The scale of the Glowing God Cult was too large, and the priests and Crusader soldiers on the scene were actually just the lowest-level "executives" who followed orders.

No matter what news they received, they had to continue to report it.

With more and more reports, more and more people would know, and the possibility of unpredictable changes in things would also increase.

In comparison, Pete would rather pass the message directly to Harris Eugene through Prince Fradin or King Kenredin to ensure accuracy and confidentiality.

…

The two waited in the village for a while before Prince Fradin, who came over in a dusty state.

He brought with him a head of the L.G Chamber of Commerce who was wearing a professional suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

The head negotiated with the farmers skillfully:

"I have checked the agreement you signed with Marquis Madison."

"The situation is like this."

"Because Marquis Madison died unexpectedly, the agreement will be officially terminated next year."

"The ownership of the nearby land will return to the royal family. No matter what you plan to do next, the royal family will soon come to take over here. At that time, you can ask them about their arrangements."

The farmers were a little anxious.

The old farmer who had taken the lead in answering Pete's questions earlier asked stutteringly:

"That... Sir, what about our rewards this year... and last year?"

At the end of last year, Marquis Madison had delayed the payment of the part of the reward that should have been distributed to the farmers, on the grounds that the monster red tide was approaching and he needed funds to purchase combat supplies.

At that time, Madison promised them that when the monster red tide was over and he came back, the farmers would soon get their share of the money.

As a result, the farmers waited anxiously until the winter passed and the spring breeze blew, but the gold coins that should have been distributed to them were still nowhere to be seen.

Some people wanted to find Marquis Madison, but the other party did not return to the manor at all after the monster red tide, and lived directly in the Monger Manor in the capital, which they could not enter.

All they could find were the servants in the Marquis's manor, and the highest status was the manor steward.

The steward could only promise them that he would help contact Marquis Madison, but he could not make the decision on this matter, after all, the steward had no money.

In fact, in order to ensure that this year's farming is not affected, whether it is buying seeds and fertilizers or inviting priests from the Harvest Church to perform divine arts, these things have already been done by farmers at their own expense with their own savings.

The farmers near the capital are in relatively good economic conditions, and most of them will save a small amount of money at home for emergencies, but they always spend money and don't make money, which is unbearable for anyone.

Seeing that it is the end of another year, many people's families are about to run out of money. If they can't get money, they may not be able to hire harvest priests next year.

For these farmers.

They don't care whether it is Marquis Madison or King Kenreddin who employs them, nor does it matter who the land they cultivate belongs to. As long as they can get the part of the compensation they deserve, they will be satisfied.

The head of the L.G Chamber of Commerce patiently explained to the farmers:

"Sorry, this is the situation."

"According to the records of the Chamber of Commerce, whether last year or this year, the Chamber of Commerce has paid all the money that should be paid after purchasing agricultural products to Marquis Madison."

"I can understand your anxiety, but the death of Marquis Madison due to an accident does not fall within the scope of compensation guaranteed by the Chamber of Commerce."

"When Marquis Madison's funeral is over and his estate is liquidated, if there is enough to pay your debts, you should be able to get the money."

The farmers looked confused.

When they signed an agreement with Marquis Madison, the guarantor sent by the L.G. Chamber of Commerce told them that they would serve as witnesses to ensure the normal execution of the agreement.

Why is it that now you can't keep your words?

Someone raised their own doubts.

The person in charge continued to explain: "If you seek L.G. Chamber of Commerce to intervene in arbitration before Marquis Madison dies because he defaults on your remuneration, that is okay."

"Enforcement will allow the Marquis of Madison to receive a corresponding proportion of every money he receives from the L.G Chamber of Commerce directly into your hands."

"But after his accidental death, the agreement was deemed to have been automatically suspended, and we were unable to enforce the death penalty."

"Can you understand this?"

The farmers were half confused and half understood.

They have not received corresponding education and do not understand what arbitration and enforcement are.

They just have the simplest idea:

The person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce told them that the payment for the purchase of agricultural products had already been given to Marquis Madison, and that the Chamber of Commerce had complete records and there would be no mistakes.

in other words.

Marquis Madison should obviously have the money to pay them!

But those gold coins representing wealth have now "disappeared".

Where did the gold coins go? !

…

And, and, and, and, and,