When Besarrow led his subordinates to the tavern where Orlambert was drinking, the knight guards waiting outside the door suddenly felt like they were amnesty. After all, they all knew the relationship between Besarrow and Orlambert. There was nothing that could not be solved when Lord Besarrow came forward, especially on the issue of Orlambert.

After entering the tavern, Bessaro saw Orlando sleeping soundly at the bar. He walked over, frowned slightly, and the unpleasant smell of alcohol in the air made him reach out and swing back and forth under his nose, trying to dispel the stimulating smell that flowed into his smell.

Walking up to Orlambert, looking at Orlambert's red face, he sighed slightly, and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to come up.

"Find a carriage and send Olambert back to Songlan Manor!"

With an order, the subordinates around quickly began to fulfill their duties. After a while, the three or two people carried the sleeping Orambert directly to the carriage they were looking for outside the door.

"Mr. Bossarro, I'm sorry to you again this time!"

Outside the tavern, the captain of the Knight who was guarding Orlambert came to Betharo and said gratefully.

"No need to be polite, I know the difficulties of following Orambert." Baisaro said with a calm expression.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir." Captain Cavaliers said respectfully.

"By the way, when I came in just now, I found that the owner of the tavern was gone. Could it be that Orlambert made things difficult for them again?" said Besarro.

"Report to the master, the owner of the tavern was told by Lord Orlambert to imprison us, but the reason is really confusing. I have been puzzled until now." Captain Cavaliers said.

"Tell me specifically." Baisaro said with a look of expression.

Then Captain Knight quickly explained what had just happened.

"You mean that Orlambert suddenly found another stranger while drinking in the tavern? That's why you ordered you to arrest everyone in the tavern to ask?" Bessaro said seriously.

"Yes. However, after interrogating the tavern staff, my subordinates thought it was just an hallucination after Orlambert was drunk." Captain Cavaliers said.

"Reason?" asked Bessaro.

"First of all, no one entered the main entrance of the tavern when they were waiting outside the tavern. There was no back door or other entrances and exits in this tavern, so it was basically ruled out that outsiders could be broken into. Secondly, the owner of this tavern, including employees, had only five people, and they all had relatives. According to the owner of the tavern, he rarely hired outsiders. During this period, he had never recruited anyone except for his nephew who had just come from the countryside to join him. I interrogated the nephew of the tavern owner, and the subordinates could confirm that the other party was indeed an ordinary person.

In the end, when his subordinates searched the entire tavern, there was no trace of others. According to the young country man who hosted Lord Orlambert at that time, Orlambert had asked for the strongest wine here. He had paid attention to the drinks that Orlambert had drunk, and half of them were left in the bottle. If it were ordinary people, he had already been drunk, but Orlambert was not drunk at that time. Even so, Lord Orlambert might have been drunk at that time, and it was normal to have hallucinations." Captain Cavaliers explained his guess and judgment in detail.

"Take the drink that Orlambert drank." Besaro immediately ordered after being silent.

The commander of the Knights immediately entered the tavern. Soon after, he walked out and had a bottle of wine left in his hand.

Pelsaro took the tavern handed over to Captain Cavaliers, and sniffed his nose gently towards the mouth of the bottle. The strong and pungent smell of alcohol made him frown. He moved the bottle and pointed it at his mouth and sipped it slowly and handed the bottle back to Captain Cavaliers, saying: "This wine is really strong. If Orlambert drinks this bottle of wine, a glass will be enough to make him drunk. Your inference makes sense. Orlambert may have been drunk at that time... As for hallucinations? This is to be verified, you are leading your people to investigate the people living around you immediately and ask if you have seen unknown strangers during this period."

"Abide by the order!" Captain Knight saluted respectfully, "Then I will trouble you, sir."

"Um."

Pelsaro pointed at the point and ignored Captain Cavaliers, turned over and left with the carriage that was riding on Orlambert.

"Gner, what do you think of what the Cavalier Captain said just now?"

While riding to Songlan Manor, Besaro suddenly turned his head and said to a man next to him who was not dressed in an obvious manner.

"It's weird." Gnamin said without squinting.

"It's true." Bessaro narrowed his eyes and said, "Olambert has never been a fuss. The stranger he saw in the tavern at that time might not be an illusion."

"Do you suspect someone is secretly contacting Orlambert?" Gner said.

"This is just a guess from me." Bessaro said in a low voice: "Querofi has always given me a particularly uneasy feeling recently."

"Maybe after staying in the Guard Station for a long time, people will develop the habit of suspicion." Gner said.

"Haha--" Bessaro laughed and changed the subject: "What's your investigation into the rumors about Querofi recently? Don't tell me you don't know, you and the Hound have always been one."

"What? Your guards have encountered a bottleneck in this matter?" Gner glanced at Besaro and said.

"I have some clues, but there is no clue at the source." Baisaro nodded and admitted.

"In fact, we are like you. Although we all know that the instructor behind this matter should be the young man next to Pandelia, the real key is to follow the source of the young man's command. If this source is solved, the young man will lose the hands and feet of the viscount." Gner said in a deep voice.

"Drank Xialan? His good days are not far away." When talking about this young man, Bosarro couldn't help but feel angry.

"You hate each other?" Gna said strangely.

"He is very dangerous. If Pandelia hadn't come forward last time, he would have killed Orambert! Even killed me!" Baisaro said with a clenched fist.

"I see."

Gner shook his head. The reason was indeed still with Orlambert. The old guy's spoiling for Orlambert really made him completely helpless.

"But. Speaking of which, the young man's strength is really extraordinary. Even the three ashes died at his hands together!"

"Ash Dead Soldier? When will Lord Viscount send Ash Dead Soldiers to assassinate Drank Xialan?" Bosaro's face changed when he heard the secret information.

"The time before the rumors appeared," Gner said with a blank expression: "You have become increasingly distant from Lord Viscount recently, so it is normal to not know."

"Are you alienated? Alas..." When talking about this, Bosaro sighed bitterly.

"After solving the problem of Orlambert, you can also temporarily rest assured for a while. Go back to Lord Viscount. The work of the Guard Department has already been on track. Now you should stay by Lord Viscount to provide advice and assistance." Gner said.

"I see."

Bossaro looked at the carriage not far away in front of him and said in a daze.

Songlan Manor.

After leading a group of subordinates to send Orambert back to Songlan Manor, Besarro did not leave, but instead ordered people to block the Songlan Manor completely. Such behavior instantly caused panic among the people under Songlan Manor. Besarro also announced the order of Lord Viscount to put Orambert under house arrest!

Night falls.

In a beautifully decorated bedroom, Orlandert opened his eyes half asleep and half awake, shaking his dizzy head, and his mouth was dry and he murmured with some discomfort: "Shui...shui..."

At this time, a glass of water happened to appear in his sight in time.

After seeing this, Orlambert reached out and quickly took the water cup, supported his slightly sore body and half leaned on the back of the bed, and drank the water in the cup in one gulp.

The water was very warm. After pouring it into his body, he immediately felt much more comfortable. At this time, he also saw clearly the person who handed him the water.

"Uncle Bessaro? Is it you?"

When there were no outsiders, he called Bosaro intimately called his uncle.

"Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Baisaro whispered while sitting beside his bed.

"I feel bad anymore, but my heart is still feeling bad." Olambert's face suddenly became bitter.

Bossaro suddenly fell silent.

"Uncle Bessaro, I should be under house arrest now, right?" Orlandert looked around at the familiar decorations around him.

"How did you know?" Baisaro said with a calm expression.

"Don't think I'm still the child who doesn't know anything." Orlambert lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Sure enough! Did you meet someone while drinking in the tavern?" Berzaro said suddenly with a stern expression.

"Yes." Orlambert said truthfully.

"What did he say to you?" said Bessaro.

"He told me that he could help me!" said Orlambert.

"Then you promised him to help you?" Bessaro said angrily.

"Uncle Bessaro, would you be willing to help me if it were you?" Orlambert did not answer positively, but asked Bessaro.

"What do you want me to help you?" Berzaro said silently.

"Please advise my father not to rob Pandillia with me! I advise my father not to put me under house arrest! Uncle Bessaro! Can you do it?" Orlandert looked at Bessaro with hope.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." Bessaro did not dare to look at Orlambert's eyes, and he lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"Haha...I know." Perhaps because I was mentally prepared for this answer, there was no disappointment on Olambert's face, but it was strangely calm.

"But you can't just promise others' help. Do you know the consequences of doing so?" Bessaro took a deep breath and said, "And, do you know who they are?"

"I don't know anything, but I know they can help me enough." Orlambert said gritting his teeth.

"madness!"

Bosaro stood up angrily, raised his hand and wanted to slap Olambert, but his hand stopped in mid-air but never fell.

Orlambert stared at the palm of Bessaro, who was pausing in the air and said, "Why don't you hit it?"

Bosaro trembled, and his hand raised posture lasted for a long time without any movement. Finally, he sighed deeply and withdrew his palm.

"Uncle Bessaro. I know you can't bear to beat me. This has been the case since childhood. I know that you care for me, but this time please forgive me, I'm sorry!"

Orlambert closed his eyes, with a trace of guilt remaining on his face.

"When you take the wrong first step, I will never let you take the wrong second step!" Baisaro said with a cold face.

"Uncle Bessaro, you should know my personality. Although I have always been cynical to you, no one can stop my thoughts once I decide what I think!" Olambert whispered.

"You are seeking death!" Besarro pointed at Orlando and said excitedly.

"But I have no other way to go!" Orlandert struggled and said, "Uncle Bessaro, you watched me grow up. You should be very clear about my feelings for Pandelia. From childhood to adulthood, my only playmate is Pandelia. My mother died early, and my father had no time to take care of me in terms of territory all year round. I spent most of my time every day in strict knowledge and etiquette teaching. They asked me to learn this and that. I kept saying that as the future heir of Querofi, we must not let people down! But have they considered my feelings? I am very depressed and painful. Every time I met my father, he just simply assessed what I learned and then rushed after evaluating what I learned.

I left hurriedly, is such a father worthy of my respect? No, he is not worthy of my respect, he is only worthy of my respect! Finally one day, I met Pandelia. At that time, I realized that I, who lived in the suppressed darkness, finally saw the light, her cuteness, her intelligence, her courage... Every place in her makes me appreciate and admire, and only when I get along with Pandelia, I feel what happiness is! But now, my only happy father is deprived! How can you let my future live? Since that is the case, I can only choose a path to fight him! Because! What I need is not the so-called identity, but the freedom and happiness of living!"

After roaring and venting his last sentence, Orlambert covered his cheeks and tried not to let Besarro see the tears in his eyes.

"Uncle Bessaro, my rebellion has made you hard for years. I know you care about me, but please don't interfere with my choice anymore. I am no longer a child. I have my own life and my own future. I no longer need the paths that others have decided for me without authorization!"

For a moment, the whole bedroom was silent, and Bosaro stood quietly, his eyes closed.
To be continued...