520 If You Dont Have a Chance, Create One (2/2)

The dwarf walked away, fast like Shaolin Popey[1].

Roland paid for the room and then teleported to Stephanies underground library again.

It was so quiet that no sound could be heard from the ground, and here, without some noise made by others, one could even hear ones heartbeat.

Roland walked around the place and didnt find anything special. There was also nothing incongruous like dark elements in the air.

Although there were no clues to be found, Roland wasnt disappointed and just teleported away since this place couldnt be inhabited anymore. The other party could also teleport, so if they showed up when he was resting, even if he could win, he would be quite frightened. It wouldnt be good for his health.

Roland found a hotel in the capital and was trying to figure out how to get in touch with the hidden pawns when someone immediately came to his door.

The old woman with the buck teeth.

When she saw Roland, she immediately said, Master Mage, we have confirmed that there is indeed something wrong with the Pine Needle family.

Roland asked the old woman to sit down, but the old woman refused.

He had no choice but to give up and asked, Wheres the problem? That brat Wild Dog, with his keen sense of smell, has found the group of missing maids. The old womans face was full of sorrow. They were all buried in a big pitthey died horribly.

Roland slowly stood up. How many maids died?

At least forty.

So many people are dead and no one cares? said Roland furiously, out of instinct.

He had brought the habits of modern society with him.

In China, not to mention the death of forty people, the death of four people at the same time was a big deal.

Half of the police in the whole city would have to be mobilized, and then the city leaders might all be held accountable.

But then he remembered that this world was not so friendly and peaceful.

He sat down slowly and asked, Those forty or so maids were slaves of the Pine Needle family?

I believe so.

There really isnt a single commoner? Roland asked.

The old womans eyes grew bright. Master Mage, you dont mean?

We need to find a reason to start trouble, otherwise how can we work.

The old woman nodded repeatedly. I understand, Master Mage, just wait here for our good news. Then the old woman also hurried away.

Roland, on the other hand, sat in the hotel, browsing the forum.

When it was almost evening, the old woman came again, and she was followed by four downcast-looking men.

An old man, a young man, and two middle-aged men.

Master Mage, these four men are our people in disguise. They are all quite clever, and if you are looking for a reason, they will cooperate with you.

Roland immediately felt that the hidden pawns were quite smart.

He only mentioned the idea, and they had already made preparations based on his suggestion. Then lets go!

Half an hour later, Roland followed the four men to the northern suburbs, and a few others quietly put several bodies covered with gray linen cloth near the entrance of the manor.

The four men arrived at the location, dragged the four corpses directly to the entrance of the manor, and then howled and cried.

Oh daughter, how come youre gone all of a sudden? Didnt you say you had good food and a good life here every day? Who killed you, who was it!?

Oh sister, you died so terribly, even your face is gone, ahhhhh!

A burst of crying, with grief-stricken complaints, soon reached the manor.

It wasnt long before a private army of about twenty men came out, and was about to use force to drive the four men away when the leader of the private army noticed that there was a Mage in front of them. This honorable Mage, may I ask if you are here to see our master?

You could say that, but instead of me meeting him, have him meet me.

The leader of the private army looked a little hesitant.

The Pine Needle family was the house of a marquis, and this manor belonged to the Fifth Young Master.

The Fifth Young Master was tyrannical and would beat people at every turn.

Many of the maidservants were dead.

Logically, he should drive them away immediately, or else the Fifth Young Master would surely be enraged and then kill him when he heard these cries.

But the man in front of him, wearing a magic robe, was not someone to be messed with.

What should he do?

Anxious, the leader of the private army was sweating profusely.

But just when he was in a dilemma, a frivolous male voice rang out. Who is it? How dare you come here to cause trouble.

The leader of the private army immediately made way for a young man in blue attire who slowly walked over.

He looked at the four men who were crying their hearts out and showed his disdain.

Then he returned his attention to Roland and frowned. This honorable Mage, did you bring these people here?

Yes. Roland smiled. These people were sharecroppers under my name, but now they tell me that their daughters, sisters, and other relatives are nowhere to be found. Although they have been found now, the people are dead. Im curious, why did you kill all the maidservants from the first batch and replace them with a second batch?

The young man raised his eyebrows. Youre not royalty, its none of your business!