They all call me master

The dim dungeon was illuminated by oil lamps hanging from pillars.

Under the orange lights, Albers was smiling.

He was very satisfied with his dinner.

There is not only a whole roasted goose, but also a roasted venison steak weighing 3 kilograms, and of course, his favorite wine and light beer.

The sweet and sour wine had obviously been blended by the manor's winemaker, and Albers guessed that sugar had been added to it.

The 'freshness', 'softness' and 'bitterness' of the light beer are obviously due to twelve weeks of precipitation.

Drink two glasses of wine in one gulp - that's all the wine. Oak Manor is generous enough. You must know that in the Silver Age, knights would only have a glass of wine when they went to war and after they returned from victory.

Roasted wild geese and roasted venison steaks were also the favorite foods of the nobles. At banquets, their status was higher than that of pork, beef and mutton.

As for fish?

For a long time, the nobles of Nanlos did not recognize fish as meat. They considered fish to be vegetarian - because commoners ate fish most of the time.

Of course not anymore, but some customs still remain.

Pulling off the goose leg, the crispy skin made a crisp sound as the goose leg was torn apart, and a large piece fell on the dinner plate. Albers picked up the crispy skin and stuffed it into his mouth, crunching. During the sound, a sip of light beer poured into his mouth.

The umami flavor of the light beer is fully integrated with the wild goose fat. It is truly a delicious food!

Almost subconsciously, Albers wanted to take another sip - compared to the rare wine, light beer was much more common, and the old butler even sent a barrel.

But Albers held back.

The detective has not forgotten his mission.

His eyes occasionally glanced at the cell where Marianne was held.

It was so quiet there. If he hadn't heard the faint sound of breathing, Albers would have thought there was no one there.

‘Sure enough, there is something fishy! ’

Albers became more and more certain in his heart.

If the detective had been unsure at first, he was now certain that something was wrong with Marianne.

Because the other party is too quiet.

Albers has seen many criminals, and each one has a different look after being caught, but they will never stay quiet for such a long time. It is normal for Lamit and Gilt to yell——

"Let me out! I am the first heir of Oak Manor!"

"You bastard! Let me out!"

This was Ramit’s shout.

The other party has been shouting like this since he came to his senses.

When you get tired of shouting, just rest for a while and then continue shouting.

It was obvious that the other party could not accept the facts and had become hysterical.

And Gilt is even more interesting.

"Albers, we are friends!"

"I invited you to Oak Manor!"

"Help me! I will never forget your kindness!"

The second son of a former lord began to play the emotional card with the detective.

Albers was dismissive of this - even though he lacked experience, he was not stupid. As things unfolded, he had already realized that Geert had evil intentions and had no good intentions towards him. .

Albers' silence made Geert's words gradually become more irritable.

"Albers, you don't know what that master is doing!"

"Let me out! I can guarantee that you can leave safely!"

"Let me out! Do you hear me? Let me out!"

Faced with Geert's coercion and inducement, Albers pulled off another roasted goose leg - there is no doubt that the cooks at Oak Manor are quite skilled and can roast the goose leg until it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. , juice flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

‘Did you apply lard jelly? ’

Albers guessed.

The aroma of food stimulates Lamit and Gilt.

Two people who had never suffered before felt the hunger in their bellies and smelled the sound of food. Lamit shouted directly: "Give me food! You violated the noble agreement by mistreating the captives like this!"

"right!"

"You broke the noble agreement!"

Of course, Gilt remembered the words that the two were not the heirs of the old lord, but at this time, he still chose to mess around.

‘Breaking a noble agreement? ’

'First of all, you are not nobles. ’

'I? ’

‘Not really! ’

Albers still didn't speak, just thinking in his heart.

This was not a natural habit of silence, but training from his uncle - when thinking of that uncle, Albers couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He has never seen this uncle since he came to Nanlos five years ago!

The detective was slightly lost in thought.

until--

"Enemy attack!"

The loud voice of the manor's chief hunter and swordsman could still be heard even in the dungeon, and Albers looked solemn.

"Hahaha!"

"That adult is here!"

"you are done!"

Geert shouted loudly, and Ramit directly joined in - the other party didn't think too much at all, he just wanted to vent his anger.

However, Albers paid no attention to this.

His eyes were fixed only on Marianne's cell.

In Marianne's cell, which had been silent for a long time, there was finally a sound - it was the crisp sound of chains falling to the ground.

Afterwards, a faint black color was printed on the cell door from the inside out.

The cell door was instantly corroded.

Marianne came out slowly.

Different from her previous bright and charming appearance, Marianne's face turned pale at this moment, and there was also a hint of blue in the white.

She raised her hand and pointed towards Albers.

Black, foul-smelling smoke enveloped Albers.

but--

Ding!

A copper coin was bounced by Albers' thumb, and with a clear and sweet sound, the smoke was blocked by an invisible barrier.

At the same time, a magnifying glass inlaid with a copper ring appeared in the hands of the young detective.

Albers raised his magnifying glass and pointed it at Marianne.

Suddenly, some information that only Albers could see appeared in his eyes.

"Pseudonym Marianne, real name Ives, 57 years old."

Amidst the loud voice, Albers's greasy hair was neatly combed back by an invisible force, and the pale-faced Marian was restrained in place by this invisible force.

The other party roared silently, but the power of the restraint did not weaken.

Instead, as Albers’s voice grew stronger and stronger——

"Once murdered 37 people!"

"Participated in the 'Undertown Massacre'!"

"Cooperate with the 'Mysterious Man' and use Lord Doyle's kindness to enter Oak Manor!"

"The real murderer who killed Lord Doyle with his own hands!"

During the first sentence, a deerstalker hat appeared out of thin air and was placed on Albers' head.

During the second sentence, Albers was wearing a long khaki windbreaker.

During the third sentence, a pipe fell into Albers's hand.

In the fourth sentence, the cane appeared on one side. Albers put away the magnifying glass, picked up the cane and pointed at Marianne opposite.

Marian, whose face turned pale, was stunned for a moment, then turned over and fell, losing all breath.

next moment--

Whoops! Whoops!

Albers gasped for breath, all the props that appeared on his body disappeared, and sweat fell like rain.

‘Sure enough, the burden of using these forcefully is too great! ’

'And, my 'spirituality' has become unstable again! ’

‘It’s okay, it should be okay, the matter has been settled this time! ’

Albers comforted himself, but under his gaze, the unstable 'spirituality' made Marianne, who should have died, move again.

And it changes very quickly——

In just one breath, Marianne's body doubled in size. On her back and waist, four goat-like hooves-like arms grew out. Not to mention, her head was elongated to an extreme, as if A winter melon with a carved snout and mouth.

Dots of green phosphorus fire burned inside the winter melon head, roaring like a wild beast.

"Fuck, howling banshee!"

Even the silent Albers couldn't help but curse when he looked at Marianne at this moment.

He knew very well that if it was just his simple "spiritual" instability, it would not have caused such a degree of weirdness.

It must be the result of the forced use of props before!

‘It’s over! ’

Albers felt helpless in his heart, but his palm touched the sleeve of his left hand, preparing to use his final trump card.

But at this moment, the dungeon door above his head opened, and a figure came down with a sword.

The figure hovers and falls like a bird, and the sword light surges like a strong wind.

Then, just listen——

"Evil spirits, purify!"

laugh!