Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Chapter 27 Autumn Hunting

"I sincerely look forward to your arrival." The Duke nodded slightly, his expression very calm, but looking at his tightly clenched hands, Evan knew that the Duke was not as calm as he appeared.

Evan finally sent the Duke out of the church. The Duke's carriage had been waiting at the door for a long time. Evan watched the Duke leave before walking back.

There was a sudden urge to move in his heart. The Duke was not as determined as he seemed, and he must have a chance.

The autumn hunting started a week later. Before that, Evan made a lot of preparations. In his last life, he knew how to ride a horse, but he never tried to use a gun. So during this period of time, he Get familiar with the firearms of this era.

During this process, Mrs. Sanders brought up the issues that had been bothering Evan before. The issue of church accounts and the loss of a large amount of property can no longer be covered up, and this matter must be resolved.

"Mr. Pastor, now that the matter of Delan Lille is over, we must report this matter to the church immediately. The two of us do not have the strength to deal with it." Mrs. Sanders was very worried.

Evan also agrees with Mrs. Sanders' opinion: "You are very right. I will write to the bishop as soon as possible, and will also report my speculation to the bishop. I believe the diocese will have an opinion on how to deal with it soon. of."

Mrs. Sanders nodded: "You are quite right."

Since the two decided to deal with it in this way, they first sealed up all the ledgers of the diocese, so that the people from the diocese could investigate the matter well after they came, and at the same time, they also prevented the inside ghosts in the church.

After Evan's letter to the bishop was sent out, the Duke's autumn hunting also began. Evan took the package packed by Mrs. Sanders and took the carriage sent by the Duke to pick him up, and went to the Cornwall Manor. .

When Evan arrived at the Cornish manor, the manor was no longer as quiet as before. The horses in the manor neighed, and more than a dozen carriages gathered at the gate of the manor. Butler Chris organized the servants to drive the carriages into Cornwall in an orderly manner. Inside the carport at Wall Manor.

Seeing Evan coming, butler Chris also put down his work and rushed to greet him.

"Pastor Bruce, you're here." Particles are the key, still reserved and polite.

Evan nodded slightly: "Mr. Housekeeper."

"My lord duke is entertaining guests in the living room. Your lord duke must be very happy to see you here." Butler Chris said suddenly and unexpectedly.

Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, Chris Butler's words are really meaningful.

"I'm also honored to be invited by the Duke." Evan said in a gentle voice as if he didn't understand anything.

Butler Chris's expression flickered, but in the end he didn't say anything, and made a gesture of respect, and let Evan enter the castle.

When Evan entered the castle, there were a lot of people in the living room, gentlemen and ladies were in an endless stream. Evan knew that most of these people were nobles, and only a small number of them were gentlemen from Delan Lille. Evan I saw Mr. Johnson at a glance. He is also the Duke's lawyer, and he is also one of the people who were honored to be invited by the Duke this time.

"Pastor Bruce." Johnson also saw Evan, walked over with a smile, and brought a glass of sherry to Evan.

Evan took the wine with some dumbfounding. This kind of strong consensus is really terrible. In fact, he doesn't like sherry very much.

"Where's the Duke?" After he came in, he didn't see Duke Wilson.

Speaking of this, Mr. Johnson's face became a little uncomfortable.

"It seems that there is something wrong with the lord."

Seeing Johnson's expression, Evan frowned slightly, something wrong with Edward?

"This is really surprising." Evan looked towards the stairs with some hesitation, should he go up and have a look.

Mr. Johnson took a sip of champagne and said nothing.

While Evan was hesitating, Duke Wilson suddenly appeared on the stairs, and the noise around him suddenly quieted down.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Duke Wilson's tone was very cold: "Welcome to Cornwall Manor."

There was no ups and downs at all in this sentence, but the applause around was extremely warm.

Standing in the crowd, Evan looked at Duke Wilson standing on the landing, with a trace of eagerness in his eyes. This man is really hard to extricate himself from wanting to conquer.

Wilson also saw Evan in the crowd, his expression softened immediately, and he even raised the corner of his mouth slightly towards Evan.

Evan bowed humbly, but his heart became more determined.

After the Duke finished his welcome speech, he walked down the stairs. He blended into the nobles around him very skillfully. His social skills seemed to be completely inconsistent with his indifferent image, even though he had He has a close temperament, but he has not given up on communicating with the people around him.

Evan squinted his eyes and watched him chatting with those people, feeling a little depressed for some reason, he put down the wine glass in his hand, turned around and wanted to go out.

At this moment, the Duke finally finished talking with the nobles, walked over through the crowd, saw Evan wanting to leave, and hurriedly grabbed Evan's wrist.

"Where are you going?" He looked at Evan anxiously.

Evan glanced at the Duke with some surprise: "The room is a little stuffy, I want to go out to take a breath, what is the Duke's order?"

Hearing what he said, the Duke let go of Evan's hand in some annoyance: "Sorry." His face was a little embarrassed: "Why don't I go out with you, the air here is really suffocating."

Evan nodded kindly.

The two of them left the living room through the French windows on the terrace. The sun outside was very bright, and the green grass was full of vitality under the sunlight.

"How did you arrange this hunting?" Evan felt a little embarrassed, so he had nothing to say.

Duke Wilson's originally stiff expression finally eased: "The hunt lasts for a week. In the morning, we will go hunting in the forest behind the manor. In the afternoon, the gentlemen should play cricket together."

Evan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he can play cricket, otherwise he might make a fool of himself.

"So that's it." Evan smiled slightly: "I just heard from Mr. Johnson that there is a problem with the lord. I don't know what's going on now?"

Duke Wilson's face darkened when he heard him talking about this: "I'm worrying you, Edward, this kid, he's messing around a bit."

"Nonsense?" Evan looked at the Duke with some surprise: "My lord has always been a very obedient child, how could he be so nonsense?"

Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a delicate expression, and said after a long time: "Edward attaches great importance to the relationship between you and Alia."

Evan looked at Duke Wilson almost in surprise: "My lord, he..."

Duke Wilson was a little annoyed: "I don't know who taught him such a thing. I'm really sorry, Mr. Pastor."

Evan basically understood what the duke meant, and couldn't help laughing: "Master Duke, you don't have to be like this. Lord Edward is still a child, and he always likes to use children's ideas to conceive a perfect world. I understand such ideas very well. You don't Need to be so angry."

Duke Wilson breathed a sigh of relief: "You are really a generous person."

Evan smiled and didn't say much.

After the reception on the first day, all the gentlemen and ladies present lived in the Cornwall manor, and Evan was no exception, but he was a little special than others. The room he lived in was right next to the Duke's room. For a priest in a small town, it was a great honor. Even Mr. Johnson looked at Evan in surprise.

Evan didn't feel excited at all, he accepted the arrangement almost flatly, and his expression didn't change a bit when other nobles spied on him.

Evan was ushered into his room by the housekeeper Chris himself, and Evan looked around. The white thick soft carpet and light-colored bed curtains were almost the same as his bedroom in the pastor's cottage.

Evan couldn't help but get chills down his back. Could it be that the Duke is watching him?Has he already blackened to this point?Evan stood there, but he was a little trembling. His plan this time must be successful, otherwise things will be very troublesome in the future.

Evan packed up the things he brought with a heavy heart, and was about to go downstairs to finish his meal when suddenly there was a knock on his door.

Evan thought it was Duke Wilson who came to call him to finish the meal, but when he opened the door, he realized that he was wrong.

Standing at the door was a very handsome young man. In fact, it is not appropriate to say handsome, it may be more appropriate to say beautiful. This young man is obviously a man, but his appearance makes a lady ashamed.

Exquisite facial features, fair skin, the whole person looks a bit feminine, and the light blonde hair is very dazzling.

He looked at Evan coldly, with a very impatient tone: "Pastor Bruce, Mr. Johnson wants to see you."

Evan suddenly came back to his senses, and he suddenly remembered that this person was Johnson's secretary, a well-known handsome man in Delanele, Reil White.

"Mr. Johnson?" Evan didn't like the young man's attitude, so his face was not very friendly: "What does he want to find me?"

Leyle may have never seen anyone be so indifferent to him, he bit his lip slightly, a bit of grievance appeared in his beautiful eyes: "He said he wanted to talk to you about the issue of the church land."

Church land?If Evan remembers correctly, this is probably the biggest source of income for the church. What is the point of Mr. Johnson telling him this at this time?

"Okay, I see. After dinner, I will go find him." Evan's face was still cold.

Rael frowned and looked at Evan for a moment, and finally left with some dissatisfaction.

Looking at Rael's back, Evan couldn't help but sneer. What he hates the most is this kind of person who thinks the whole world should like him. In his philosophy of life, if a person wants to get something, he must To work hard on his own, keep planning, and approach step by step with all his efforts, this is his goal in life, and he must hold it firmly in his hands.

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