The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 127: Old House

Maybe it's because it rained heavily last night.

Even at ten o'clock in the morning, it was not warm on the streets of Roseburg.

The servants of the Viscount Palace were taken away and dismissed one after another. Annan and Salvatore could not find a coachman to take them out.

Fortunately, the Viscount's Palace is not far away from the residence of tax collector Rum Notdam.

Annan and the two are not that pretentious.

They can stroll by if they take a walk.

"Don't you need to worry about your guards? They did a great job last night."

Salvatore said casually.

Annan just chuckled: "They must not be awake yet."

"...It's almost noon?"

Salvatore turned around in surprise and looked at his companions: "Are you so lenient with them?"

"No, I just guess... they must have had a bad sleep last night when they went back."

The little lord with black hair and blue eyes looked at Salvatore with a smile.

He stayed up all night watching them type copies.

I also watched them turn off the live broadcast this morning, and one by one went offline like dumplings...

Seeing Annan's appearance, Salvatore raised his eyebrows slightly: "You look very confident."

"Yes, do you want to take a gamble?"

"Don't think of me as a fool, Don Juan."

Salvatore sneered: "Since you are so confident, I won't be fooled."

Annan looked at Salvatore in surprise.

I didn’t expect this guy to be so clear-headed and decisive at such an irrelevant time...

Or...

"——So you are not stupid."

Annan praised.

Salvatore suddenly became angry and said: "Shit, what are you talking about, you dwarf?"

Because of course——

In such small matters, Salvatore usually followed Shadow's advice.

Breathing the fresh air, Annan took a deep breath and felt a little happy.

It was quite a long day yesterday.

This is especially true for Annan.

Killing Gerald, Justin and Viscount Barbour, and then happily watching them kneeling all night, I got up at six in the morning and refreshed another book...

He was truly tired after a whole day and a night, his mind kept spinning, and his body only slept for an hour and a half.

This day was really fulfilling.

Damn it, do I have to make up for all the overtime I owed in my previous life...

"A sneeze!"

Salvatore sneezed.

It had just rained, and the December sea breeze in the North Sea made Salvatore's body tremble slightly.

"Are you cold?"

Annan asked with some concern: "I can give you my clothes."

Seeing this minor who was more than a head shorter than himself ask with such concern, Salvatore was obviously a little angry: "Thank you Don Juan, but no, I'm not that cold yet——

"And it's already here!"

Following his gaze, Annan saw a medium-sized mansion.

It is about the size of a modern single-family villa, with two floors and green-black stone walls covered with some kind of plant that looks like a "creeper". The courtyard is very small, and through the iron railings you can see some vegetables growing inside.

It looks like this house has been lived in for at least thirty or forty years.

It is quite old.

"...Where are their servants?"

There is something strange about Salvatore.

He walked forward and shouted: "Is anyone home?"

Oddly enough, there was no response.

"Aren't you at home... huh?"

Salvatore was a little confused and wanted to check the door lock.

However, it was discovered that the lock of the iron door had been broken by someone from the outside, and the door was not locked.

The two of them looked at each other and keenly noticed something was wrong.

He opened the iron door and walked in.

If it weren't for the fact that their identities were noble enough... it would be entirely possible for them to be regarded as thieves or robbers.

But luckily.

The two of them didn't need to worry about anything at this time, they just opened the iron door and walked in. Before entering, Salvatore specially closed the iron door... to prevent anyone from following them in.

"Notdam?"

"Are you there, Rum!"

The two of them shouted.

The door to the hall is not closed either.

But until I walked into the hall, no one responded.

Even in the whole house, there was no smell of strangers. A light layer of gray fell on the furniture and floor.

"...Are you sure his home is here?"

Annan frowned slightly and walked quickly in front, holding the satchel around his waist with his right hand - the trustworthy Mr. Boning Knife was inside at the ready.

He vaguely sensed something was wrong, but for the moment he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Did his whole family go out?"

Salvatore, who was following Annan, frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice.

As a habit, he closed the door of the main hall.

"——Careful!"

Annan's pupils shrank instantly.

He noticed almost immediately that a strange, rich danger was coming from nowhere.

A cold feeling penetrated his heart, seeping from his back and neck. Annan's whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, as if his whole body was bound, and he could not move at all.

Annan and Salvatore looked at each other, and quickly confirmed from Salvatore's eyes full of panic and uneasiness, bags and dark circles under his eyes, that this guy didn't know what was going on...

"...I think they will come, Meimi."

A somewhat familiar voice came from the next room.

That was the voice of Rum Notdam.

"It's impossible, Rum. I'm just being polite to you... How busy are those two big shots?"

This is a woman's voice.

It sounds very capable and a bit aggressive.

And Annan could roughly tell that she was not in a very good mood now, and she was very irritable.

"You want me to say...hey?"

At this moment, the woman walked into the hall.

Seeing Annan and Salvatore appear here, she was obviously shocked.

Annan immediately noticed——

This is a pregnant woman. It can be seen from the bulge of her abdomen that she is ready to give birth at any time.

The moment he looked into her eyes, Annan immediately showed a pure and gentle smile and saluted the woman: "Madam, good morning. As you can see, I am Don Juan Geran. Special——This is Salvatore Heita.

"Mr. Noterdam invited us to be his guests, so we came. Also a little rude, the door was unlocked - so we came in."

"Yes," Salvatore also responded and quickly added, "We shouted twice outside the door before... but no one opened the door."

"——Idiot, you shouldn't have said this!"

Shadow's low and hoarse voice sounded a little irritable in Salvatore's heart: "You have exposed everything, as if you are learning from Don Juan, what is acting! If it doesn't work, let me do it!"

Get out, there is no way I will let you out...

Salvatore muttered in his mind.

As expected, it was just as the shadow said. The pregnant woman glanced at Salvatore with some suspicion - obviously, they did not hear the calls of Annan and the two.

"It's possible that our voices are too quiet," Annan raised his head, looked at the pregnant woman seriously, and made a clear and childish voice, "After all, we are all guests. We can't be too noisy."

Perhaps it was Annan’s words that were persuasive, or perhaps Annan’s face made her soften her attitude subconsciously. The pregnant woman couldn’t help but reveal a rare smile when she looked at Annan’s face: “Where are you, please sit down, Lord! And this - the mayor, right? I'll get you some tea...Rum, come out quickly! The adults are here!"

After that, she shouted into the house.

Soon, Rum Notdam came over in a panic.

He reluctantly put on more formal clothes, but still did not button all the buttons: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to come so early..."

Annan and Salvatore looked at each other.

Yes, this is the Rhum Notdam they saw last night.

But what happened just now...

The two of them were a little wary.

Annan sat down following Noterdam's instructions, and the tip of his right finger swept across the table without leaving any trace.

——No dust.

Annan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "We came here so early to invite you to go out for dinner."

As he spoke, he glanced at Salvatore.

Salvatore quickly understood: "Yes, we have something to do today...you know. About the Viscount."

"Yeah, um...I know. So, do you want to go out?"

Notedam hesitated for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ and nodded.

He shouted into the house: "We are going out for lunch today, Meimi! No need to prepare...I will be back after dinner!"

As Notedam said, he said to Annan a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, my wife is about to give birth and I can't leave anyone...but it's not a problem if it's not too far away."

"Well, it's okay."

Annan responded calmly.

Soon, the three of them left the house together.

When leaving the gate, Annan specifically looked back.

——This time, the house is visibly more lively, and the temperature is normal. You can even vaguely hear the sound of Meimi walking around in the house.

It's as if everything has returned to its original position.

...strange.

What's going on?