They all call me master

The dungeon door was closed.

The slanting sunlight casts a unique metallic luster on it.

Cold, but firm.

Arthur walked straight towards the hall of Oak Manor, while Maltz chased after him. When he was more than ten meters away, the Sheriff of the Shire District confirmed that it was safe, and it seemed that he could no longer hold back. Lived Arthur.

"You should have given it to me!"

"Albers is a detective, but he is young and inexperienced!"

Maltz said loudly, the unwillingness on his face seemed to be real.

"I trust him!"

"I could see the potential in him -

He needs to sharpen up!

As long as he tempers enough, he will become a real 'detective'! "

After Arthur finished speaking, he walked towards the hall again.

This time Maltz didn't chase.

The Sheriff of the Shire District looked at Arthur's back with a look of loneliness on his face.

Someone around saw this scene.

The servants of the manor who were summoned were very curious when they saw this scene.

Arthur noticed these curious looks and remained calm - even though deep down, he knew that this situation was what he wanted.

A full set of acting!

He needed to convince Albers that he needed him.

Of course, he was more worried about the person Albers came to Nanlos to meet, or the person who received the letter - this was the person who could make the Earl of Nanlos look seriously.

As for worrying about something happening to Albers?

Arthur believed that the other party would be absolutely fine under normal circumstances.

Because the person the other party wants to see or the person receiving the letter is someone that the Earl of Nanlos takes seriously. How could something happen so easily?

In Arthur's speculation, Albers had enough to protect himself.

But it only works when you are conscious.

If you're drunk or something, this thing will lose its effectiveness.

And under normal sleep, this thing will also work.

'What could it be? ’

Arthur was a little curious and a little envious.

I don’t know when he will be able to have something similar to self-defense.

Thinking in his heart, Malinda's appearance appeared in Arthur's mind unconsciously.

With a subconscious frown, Arthur shook the lady's appearance out of his mind.

This collaborator was not as pure as Maltz.

He needs to be on guard at all times.

After all, a pure person like him was deceived at some point.

With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, Arthur carried the psychic box and carried Lady 'Anna' in his arms towards the hall where the servants had gathered.

"Is everyone here?"

"Everyone is here, including Hunter Chief Albert and the four guards who were just on duty."

The old butler Vic motioned to Arthur.

The middle-aged man carrying a long bow whom he had seen before was standing there helplessly.

It was obvious that the other party, who was the chief hunter and the chief swordsman, already knew the old lord's true will.

But precisely because he knew it, the other party didn't know what to do.

You must know that in the morning, when facing Von Ter, he was rude.

"Vonter will take care of everything."

Arthur said softly.

"Well, Master Fontel is very smart and very simple - I will help the young master quickly adapt to his current role."

The old housekeeper replied in a low voice.

Simplicity is not a derogatory term anywhere, but in the aristocratic circle, it needs to be treated with caution. If you don't want to be fooled, or be swallowed to the point where no bones are left, then when faced with 'simple', you must Be careful and be careful.

"I trust you to do your best."

"Now?"

Arthur asked.

"Leave it to you!"

The old butler immediately walked aside and gave the stage to Arthur.

Immediately, all the eyes of one hundred and thirty-two people fell on Arthur.

Being watched by so many people, Arthur remained calm and composed.

nervous?

Not required.

Just think of them as pumpkins.

Arthur, who had such thoughts, started very straightforwardly.

"My name is Arthur Kratos and I am a psychic.

And I appeared here because I was invited by Master Fontelle. At the same time, I also obtained your Lordship's permission - we are going to conduct a test!

Test your loyalty to His Excellency! "

Arthur's words made the servants and guards in the manor a little confused.

Master Vonter?

They recognized Lamit and Master Gilt more.

Of course, Vonter is also considered a young master.

As for your Lordship's permission?

Isn’t the master dead?

The body is in the basement down the hall.

How could it be allowed?

Doubts appeared in the hearts of these servants and guards, but as servants and guards of the Doyle family, they did not whisper to each other, but just looked at Arthur.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's pupils began to dilate.

I saw——

Ms. 'Anna', who was in Arthur's arms, jumped down.

Moreover, he just walked towards the basement where the old Lord's body was stored.

"This this……"

"What's this?"

Even the servants of the nobles and everyone at the foot of the steps couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene.

It’s not that they don’t know the mystery.

As a servant of a nobleman, he naturally knows more or less.

But although they knew the mystery, they had never been in such close contact with it.

Coupled with Ms. Anna's face that makes people feel terrifying whenever they see it, the effect is really extraordinary.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Arthur kept smiling.

"I said, I am a psychic, and Ms. Anna is my assistant - she will judge your loyalty in front of the old Lord's coffin. You only need to kneel on one knee in front of the old Lord's coffin. Just tell us whether you are loyal or not, don't worry, no one will be there, only...

Ms. ‘Anna’ is here! "

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, two people in the crowd fell to their knees.

"Tub?! Alice?!"

People around him exclaimed.

The old housekeeper looked even more ugly.

Because Alice is one of the cooks at Oak Manor.

It can come into direct contact with food.

Even though he had just checked that there were no problems with the food and water sources, he still felt scared. Without hesitation, the butler waved to Albert.

Immediately, the strong middle-aged man punched Tabor, who was a lumberjack, and then knocked out the cook Alice with one punch. He picked up the two of them and walked towards the dungeon.

As he passed by Vonter, the strong middle-aged man saluted respectfully.

"Master!"

"Um!"

Vonter nodded, but his eyes were all on Arthur.

Or to be precise, Ms. ‘Anna’!

His eyes were full of curiosity.

For young rich people who pursue novelty and excitement, there is nothing more attractive than Ms. ‘Anna’.

If it weren't for the inappropriate timing, he would definitely rush up and ask Ms. 'Anna' where she came from.

However, the next moment, the young man shook his head.

'no! ’

‘That’s not gentlemanly enough! ’

The young man who was thinking about how to approach Ms. Anna frowned slightly.

Arthur didn't pay attention to this, nor did he take advantage of the opportunity to enter the basement. He just stood on the steps of the basement.

Due to the angle, everyone under the steps could only see Arthur's upper body.

As for the psychic box?

Can't even see it.

"Now, let's begin!"

Arthur didn't stop after catching two traitors.

These two traitors were only scared out of fear.

What if something slips through the net?

He couldn't guarantee that.

Therefore, he still has a backup plan.

Standing there, Arthur showed his habitual smile. He raised his hand and said calmly——

"please!"