Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan and Duke Wilson went to rest in the corner, but for the people around them, the place where the Duke was was the center of the whole banquet, so even though they sat very low-key in the shadow of the corner, there were still countless Ruowu glanced over.

Duke Wilson frowned impatiently, glanced at Evan beside him, but finally said nothing.

However, Evan didn't pay attention to these gazes. All he was thinking about now was how to get along with the Duke in the future. Now that the image he maintains has initially stabilized, how to gradually deepen his relationship with the Duke in the future is a very important task. tough question.

First of all, he is a priest. As a spiritual profession in this era, the conduct of a priest is very important. If he is too eager to deal with the relationship with the Duke, I am afraid that something will be wrong, and it will make him Falling into passivity, but he can't be too indifferent. This will give the Duke a wrong perception. With the character of the Duke, I'm afraid there will be more tests between them.

When thinking of this, Evan drew a cross on his chest. In the original book, Evan was already terrified of the duke's ghostly side. He doesn't have the powerful aura of the heroine, so don't try this behavior lightly.

Evan clenched his fist lightly, and finally decided to adopt his initial ambiguous tactics. There will always be a day when the Duke can't help it. When that day comes, let's take action. Now we still have to deal with the things in front of us, Buddha The threat from Ferd has not been completely resolved yet. He needs to use the power of the Duke to eliminate Ferd's hatred for him, and the first step of this plan is to make Ferd realize that things back then were not simple.

A dark light flashed in Evan's eyes. Back then, Ferd didn't know that his father had sought out the original owner. If he knew about this, the subsequent matters would be easier to handle.

After the banquet, Colonel Mel personally sent the Duke and Evan out of the manor. Although Colonel Mel’s manor was not as grand as the Duke’s manor, it was still remarkable. Evan was actually a little surprised. This Mel Colonel, how did he gather such a large sum of property? You must know that many retired soldiers like him who have no family background usually live a very unhappy life.

Although Evan was puzzled, he winked and didn't ask further. Colonel Mel is a decent gentleman, and his wife is a parishioner who can develop. Knowing these two points, for him, the parish priest Will suffice.

Evan returned to the Cornwall Manor with the Duke's carriage, because of the evening's entertainment, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Duke Wilson followed Evan up the stairs. His room and Evan's room were separated by a corridor. Evan stood at the door of his room, looked back at Duke Wilson, and whispered: "Good night."

Duke Wilson stared straight at Evan, and there seemed to be brilliance in his eyes. There was no sound between the two for a long time, until Evan felt something weird, but Duke Wilson suddenly looked at him and smiled, with twilight at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. With a tinge of blissful joy.

"Good night, Evan."

Evan's name slipped from the tip of his tongue, with a hint of affection.

Evan couldn't help trembling, this person... this person...

He clenched his trembling hands tightly, restrained the boiling in his heart with his best strength, and smiled calmly: "Good night, Charles."

Duke Wilson brushed past Evan, and the hem of his clothes hit the back of Evan's hand as he left. The cotton texture made the back of Evan's hand a little itchy. Covering the back of his hand with one hand, he gritted his teeth, turned and entered the room.

Evan leaned back against the door, panting heavily, but his eyes shone with excitement. Duke Wilson, he would never let go.

Evan walked quickly to the desk. His exhausted body and mind were sober at this time. He looked at the book that Duke Wilson gave him on the desk, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In this world, there is no one but himself. People can get him.

**

Early the next morning, Evan was woken up by the servant. He worked too late last night. When he fell asleep, dawn had already dawned. Getting up now made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Pastor." The valet looked at Evan worriedly: "That gentleman came again that day."

Hearing this sentence, Evan, who was still rubbing his temples, suddenly stopped his hands. The gentleman mentioned by the servant, if Evan guessed correctly, should be Ford.

Since the last time Evan met Fold alone, the Duke of Wilson has given instructions to the entire Cornwall manor. When Evan meets with guests, there must be a servant present. The name is to be able to pay attention to Evan at all times. Wen's body, but how well Evan knew the Duke's personality, he knew that the thoughts of this master Duke with a strong desire for control were not as simple as he showed.

"Where's the Duke?" Evan asked seemingly unintentionally. While asking, he took the shirt handed over by the servant and put it on by himself. He didn't like the habit of being personally served and dressed.

The male servant's brows and eyes were full of sorrow: "The Duke is talking with that gentleman in the living room."

Looking at the servant's expression, Evan knew that the situation at the scene might not be too good, and he knew that Duke Wilson didn't like Ferd very much in the first place, not to mention this incident. Gerd's senses had hit rock bottom.

"I see." Evan took the coat from the servant's hand, put it on himself, turned and walked downstairs.

These two people are doomed by their own fate, whether they can turn the crisis into safety depends on his ability.

When Evan came to the living room, the atmosphere in the whole room was very strange. The Duke sat on a chair beside him with his legs crossed, his chin raised slightly, his eyes were full of indifference, while Ferd had a smile on his lips, looking very mild.

Evan turned his expression slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked in from the door.

"My lord, Mr. Fold." Evan nodded towards the two of them, his expression indifferent.

When the Duke saw Evan coming in, the coldness in his eyes suddenly turned soft. He nodded slightly, and even smiled at him imperceptibly.

But Ferd's expression was intriguing, the moment he saw Evan, his whole body froze for a moment, but the next second he returned to normal, smiled very reservedly and said: "Pastor Bruce. "

Evan adjusted his eyebrows slightly, and looked down at the pocket watch hanging on his cuff. It was given to him by Ferd when he had the best relationship with him. At that time, he had just established a good relationship with him. Well, this pocket watch is also an inconspicuous one among the money that Ferd gave away, but looking at it now, it can't help but have a lot of meaning.

Evan walked to the chair next to the Duke and sat down, looked at Fuld with a calm expression, and said softly, "What's the matter with you this time? Is there something wrong with Mrs. Johnson?"

It must have been on business that Ferd visited while Duke Wilson was there.

Ferd couldn't help but smiled: "You are really clever, it is indeed Mrs. Johnson who has a problem."

Evan raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Duke Wilson.

Duke Wilson was very satisfied with Evan's first reaction. He held back the tight corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Mr. Fold just told me that the court froze the accounts of the Johnsons, and now they can't withdraw any money. come out."

Evan couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly remembered what Sergeant Chandler said last night. He was really quick, and he took action so quickly.

"This is really a shocking thing, what's going on?" Evan asked with some surprise.

Ferd curled his lips ironically, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes: "Sheriff Chandler is a ridiculous person. He swore before that the murderer was the secretary, but now he says that Mrs. Johnson is also a suspect. The judge listened It is unbelievable that such a verdict was actually made after hearing the nonsense of Sheriff Chandler!"

Ferd's irascibility was very reasonable. After all, he was also involved in this matter, and finally convinced Mrs. Johnson that if there was another problem in this level, then he really couldn't let go of it.

"So that's the case." Evan smiled bitterly: "Actually, Sergeant Chandler told me about his suspicions last night, but I didn't expect him to act so quickly."

When Fold heard Evan say this, he couldn't help frowning: "Sheriff Chandler told you?" His tone was a bit bad: "Then why didn't you tell me, if so, this matter There is still room for negotiation.”

Fuld's accusation was very blunt, but before Evan had time to react, Duke Wilson suddenly sneered: "Mr. Fuld, I once heard Evan say that you are a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be so I rudely asked Pastor Bruce, is this a situation that Pastor Bruce would like to see? It was already late at night when we returned from Colonel Mel’s estate last night, what did you ask Mr. Pastor to tell you? Let’s talk about this matter It was originally a matter for the police, so you are too confused to blame Pastor Bruce!"

Fuld didn't dare to refute the Duke's question, but the eyes he looked at Evan became colder and colder.

Immediately, he withdrew his gaze on Evan, nodded slightly: "Sorry, it's my fault, because this incident is so surprising, I made a disrespectful thing, please forgive."

Ferd's apology made Evan a little surprised. He didn't expect that in the memory of the original owner, the arrogant and invincible demon king would also apologize in such a pleasing way. Evan couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to Ferd. , it seems that he was really harmed by the original owner.

"I can understand your feelings. You don't need to apologize. It's just that His Majesty the Duke is right. Now this matter is under the jurisdiction of the police. I'm afraid there is nothing we can do now." Evan said softly.

But after hearing what Evan said, Fuld did not show any embarrassment on his face. He just sneered and said, "You don't have to worry about that. Although this plan didn't succeed, there is always a way. If I If I remember correctly, the bishop and the judge of the county court are good friends, maybe we can start from this aspect."

Evan was a little surprised at Fuld's proposal, which didn't seem like a temporary solution.

"Is this... feasible?" Evan asked tentatively.

Ferd slightly hooked the corners of his lips, glanced at Duke Wilson, whose face was not very good-looking, and said in a low voice, "Of course it is possible. You just need to sign your name when I write the letter."

Evan's heart moved, and a piercing alarm sounded in his mind.