The discussion among the nobles came to an end after Feldra arrived.

They gave Duke Tobias, the aristocratic financial officer second only to the Grand Duke, enough face to show a superficial smile.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"No, no, Treasurer Feldera has worked hard. We are very satisfied with this banquet."

No matter whether it was Fedra or other nobles, they all spoke politely.

"Unfortunately, both of the invited parties were unable to attend the banquet due to delays." Feldra had a look of regret on his face.

The nobles below all smiled and showed tacit smiles. No one believed this statement, but no one would expose it.

"I think... they won't be absent at the Grand Duke's birthday banquet three days later. Now! What you should do is enjoy this banquet. I will prepare fruit wine brewed by the Lemu family for you. If you are willing to buy it, you can

Find a time to discuss cooperation with me."

Feldera ended the conversation.

The surrounding nobles gathered around him, but he just waved to indicate that there was still trouble and left the venue with a smile.

The moment he left, his smile fell instantly, and he looked horribly ugly, like a pug full of wrinkles.

With his twisted cheeks, one can tell at a glance that he is in a bad mood.

"Didn't I say that I would monitor... Master Foztel?"

The servant shuddered at the question.

"everything is normal.."

"Is everything normal?" Feldera questioned.

The sound was as usual, but it was like falling into a three-foot cold cellar.

The servant fell to his knees.

"You said everything is business as usual? It will be so normal that the third prince of the Yongsai Empire and the lion of the Bana Kingdom will disappear together!"

As the anger gradually increased, Feldra's face returned to normal.

But those who are familiar with it all know that the moment before the storm comes is quiet.

The servant clearly understood that if he did not tell any useful information in the next moment... he would disappear from this world.

Maybe disappearing, for him...may be another good thing.

"...Master Foztel bribed me...but he just went to a palace and was under the surveillance of my subordinates the whole time, I promise!"

"Hmm...? Keep talking."

Feldra's face turned charitable, and he patted the servant a few times with his hand.

The anger just now was completely gone, and he looked kindly like he was treating his own child.

"A... a palace. That was the palace that Master Foztel bought a long time ago... to house the slaves."

Feldra was noncommittal. Maybe Foztel was an unqualified heir, but he was definitely not an affectionate noble son. The so-called arrangement of "slaves", something that happened to fallen nobles, was impossible to happen to him.

He was more interested in... very early.

It means...did he consider countermeasures a long time ago? He has really grown up well.

"What did he do in the palace?"

"The young master gave the palace to...his sister Miss Elena." The servant replied, "My subordinates once reported this matter, and a carriage drove into the palace and never came out again.

People exist, and their appetites are not small. They need to purchase a large amount of meat every day. There are rumors that the man Miss Elena likes is fat."

Why don't you report it to me...?

Feldra would not ask such a stupid question, and he would naturally hide it after receiving benefits from others.

His subordinates did not find out... that he had betrayed Master Foztel and still remained respectful.

Originally, for the sake of safety, not letting more people know about it turned out to be my own obstacle.

Fat?

Feldra frowned and asked: "...Is the lion on that carriage?"

A strong person naturally needs much more food than an ordinary person.

"It shouldn't be possible. I don't think Miss Elena would make fun of her reputation..."

"It's not what you think, it's what I think!" Feldra's voice increased.

He hoped that the absence of Antoine Xinglei and Abt Tate at the same time was a coincidence, but the possibility of disappearing at the same time was too low, and the way he considered things was from the worst possible outcome.

To make statistics.

Putting it in his perspective, if he were Foztel, he might also interfere with the appearance of the envoy.

That way, no matter how things happen, it has nothing to do with it.

He is still the established heir of Duke Ridge.

"Have people watch that palace." Feldra gave the order.

"What should I do if...it is indeed the man that Miss Elena likes?"

Feldra was stunned for a moment, such things were not uncommon among nobles.

The more favored aristocratic ladies are, the more willful they are in matters of love. This often results in the romantic stories told by bards. Shit romance, a marriage that can obviously strengthen the connection between nobles, has been replaced by this.

Such a simple destruction, Feldra called this romance a "waste", but if it happened to the Grand Duke's daughter, well, it seemed that he could only praise Miss Elena's vision. There was no threat to Miss Elena

When she received the title, her two brothers... both showed their love for her.

"If...the person you like is not a human being..."

"Ahem...?" Feldra cast a strange look.

"Because there are also rumors that...Miss Elena is in love with other races."

This is a new...point of thought.

I heard from Master Lanfric that Miss Elena was taken away by the evil dragon.

What if...the evil dragon was brought back?

Feltella had a flash of inspiration.

The guard guarding the door had never heard of Elena coming in. If she appeared out of thin air, what chance would there be?

Yes, that meteorite!

Listen to Saint Hadiva say, that is a magic.

So, the magic is done by the dragon.

And Miss Elena was brought by him... Master Fuztel reached an agreement with the evil dragon, and it was the evil dragon that took Antoine Xinglei away.

What a crazy idea!

Feldera could not rule out this possibility.

"Have someone contact Mr. Hadiwa, the president of the Mages Association. I think... I have something that I need to talk to him about," Feldra ordered.

"By the way, let's take him into the dark room..."

The servants begged frantically for mercy, their roars horrifying.

The pupils of the others could not help but shrink, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Feldra waved his hand, not surprised by his reaction.

The Lemu family's black room is an underground room modeled after the Stinian Church's trial chamber. Naturally, those targeted are not the so-called heretics, but those who betray the Lemu family. They will use the newly tried criminal law to
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