ELIZABETH SWAN'S
Chapter 28 - Spark of Fire
The next day, Elizabeth came back to Duke Meyer's residence in response to a letter from Raymond.
"So, what do you mean by saying that the perpetrator hasn't been found yet?" elizabeth said directly to her core.
Raymond then explained the results of the investigation that Tristan had done to Elizabeth in detail.
"If the perpetrator can't find it, it's going to be very disturbing to my mind and my work, Raymond. Is there no other way to find out?" ask Elizabeth.
"Actually I can track people through their blood" said Raymond, "But at the scene there is no trace of blood at all especially the perpetrator will also not be able to intervene alone, he said, because from the beginning he didn't intend to make his hands dirty."
Elizabeth sighed in frustration, "Hahh~ What if she breaks my furniture again in the future? It's really driving me crazy" she said.
"I have a plan" said Raymond.
"What?" elizabeth asked curiously.
Raymond told Elizabeth his plan, the girl seemed to listen to him. He occasionally nodded his head.
"But don't you mind, Raymond? Involving a Young Duke like you seems rather." said Elizabeth hesitantly.
Raymond smiled mischievously, "Of course my wages are very expensive, Elizabeth. Do you think I'll do it for free? You're not that naive, are you?"
"Yes, yeah... Whatever it is I'll repay you." said Elizabeth.
Raymond smiled broadly, "Whatever is that? Okay, I'll charge you after this is done" Raymond said.
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About three weeks later, three people in charge of delivering Elizabeth's furniture were crossing an area connecting the east and west.
The nighttime atmosphere in that place was very quiet because indeed in that region there was only a forest as far as the eye could see.
Brak!
Suddenly someone jumped up on their wagon from the top of a tree. It was as if he was waiting for the three of them.
Brak! Brak!
Two others followed, jumping on the wagon. The coachman immediately pulled the horse rope he was holding. He told the horse to stop walking.
"If you want to live, just be quiet don't try to stop us!" said a man with a grim face to the three men who were in charge of sending Elizabeth furniture to her shop.
"It seems like you're the one who should be begging me to let you live a life of self-involved madmen!!" yoke Raymond in disguise.
"Well, how big is your guts? Forward up!" said the rogue-faced man again.
Raymond grinned and immediately beat up when the man was alone. After successfully subverting all of her, it was Tristan's turn to bind the three men.
The double!
Raymond kicked the man who was resting on the muddy ground very hard.
"Who told you to, huh?!" ask Raymond.
But none of them dared to open their mouths.
Tristan crouched down in front of one of the men, "Is there a member of your family who is seriously ill?" ask her.
The man widened his eyes in surprise, "How did you know?!" ask her.
Tristan stood up to Raymond, "Like this was also at all yesterday, sir" he said.
Raymond frowned, "Listen to me! The three of you have been deceived by your service tenants! That person is deliberately looking for people who have weaknesses like you" he said in a loud voice.
One of the people doesn't believe me, "What do you mean to be deceived? He hired us by offering us such a large wage. How could he lie!"
They shook their heads in turn, "What is his relationship with us?"
"They're all dead" Raymond said.
The three people rounded their eyes as if in disbelief.
"Rather precisely they were all killed after completing his task. Whether killed or killed ourselves, we don't know. But as we know for sure, the family they left behind never got anything that this guy promised. How could I know? Because I have come to their homes" Tristan explained.
"Then what do we do?"
"Tell us any info about your tenants" replied Tristan.
"If we don't want to?"
Raymond grinned, "There are only two options, you either die in my hands or die in this man's hands" he said, pointing at Tristan.
Gluey!
The three of them also gave information about the person, although it was not so clear but at least this was better than not getting any information.
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Two days later at Count Swan's residence.
"Have you found the culprit, Raymond?" ask Elizabeth enthusiastically.
He was impatient to start his business but it would not go smoothly before the man was caught.
Raymond nodded, "This is actually just a spark from the fire we made last time" he said.
Elizabeth frowned, "What do you mean?"
"This is Viscountess Magnus. At first they only gave a hint if their service tenant was a middle-aged noblewoman who had one son. But after I took it further with Tristan all the instructions were directed to Viscountess Magnus." said Raymond.
Elizabeth smiled wickedly, "Ahh, so she sought revenge. You sly old lady!"
"Do you want me to kill him right now? I'm gonna make it look like their house is on fire" Raymond said with a horrible facial expression.
While Tristan still put on his flat face as usual.
"No need, you've helped me a lot, Raymond. Next let me repay him myself. It's a womanly affair, you know?" elizabeth said with a grin.
Raymond sighed, "Well, all right. If there's anything I need to deal with again don't hesitate to say it." she said.
Elizabeth nodded.
Because their affairs had been completed Raymond and Tristan told Elizabeth to return to her own residence because after the border of the eastern and western regions they both went straight to the residence of Count Swan without going home in advance.
"Leila, please buy me a basket of black roses. Right now" said Elizabeth.
Leila left immediately without asking her master anything. As Leila went to buy Elizabeth the flowers, she picked up a piece of paper and started writing something.
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To the Honorable Viscountess Magnus,
Thank you for the attention you have given me lately. I got a little busy because of it, fortunately Young Duke Meyer as a close friend helped me a lot. He sends his greetings to Viscount Magnus and tells your husband to visit if his manhood has fully recovered, even though it is impossible.
Again, thank you Viscountess. I can only repay your kindness with a basket of flowers, maybe next time I will give a more luxurious and extraordinary reply than this.
Greetings, Elizabeth Swan.
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