Suddenly Nobles

Port

Zachary's return this time shocked the residents of the castle so that his footsteps alone managed to make them tremble. All the servants were gathered together in the castle hall, lined with fear while chanting the prayers as best they could. They knew Zachary was a tyrannical duke, not even hesitating to kill the servant he thought was useless, let alone to the point of not obeying his orders as he is today. Let Lady Luvena run away while she's out of place.

I don't know, maybe Lumiere's castle will soon be flooded with blood.

"You lowlives, what are you doing until Lady Luvena gets out of here."

His voice was low and heavy. But everyone knows, that's a danger sign.

"I asked for two words. Please defend yourself."

Silence, all the servants stared at each other. Trying to communicate through eye glances even if they know, it will not work.

"Jawab or all of you I'm beheading."

The bluff worked. The entire servant now felt scared to death. Initially no one dared to take the risk by answering the duke's question, yet not for long did a servant seem to dare to come forward. Walking with knees touching the floor.

"Lady's been kidnapped."

"Kidnapped you say?"

That servant, none other than Mia. The woman thought about her worst. He could not bear to find Eve in the end and her lady received a terrible punishment. Therefore, from the beginning Mia wanted to try by welding in order to lighten the burden of Eve next.

I don't know what it is, but Mia really hopes Eve succeeds with what she's trying to do.

Mia nodded. "S-I heard it clearly. The guy said he wanted to kidnap Her Ladyship."

"Then how do my sons let that man do his intentions? Try to think with that empty brain of yours, which kidnapper asks permission to be allowed to take his victim. Is there anything like that? You're low-key, if you want to lie to me, then think right!"

Zachary kicked the ornamental table beside him until it split open. The items on it were smashed to pieces along with the ground that littered the floor as a result of the tulip vase turning formless crumbs. Mia immediately prostrated. His shoulders trembled violently even his forehead was torn apart by the shard his master broke. He didn't expect much, maybe today was the end of his life considering how Zachary was already wrathful coupled with his words just now, it was impossible for the duke to voluntarily miss his head to be cut off.

"Okay, Your Grace. What's the matter?"

Zachary raised his head. On the second floor, one of the figures that managed to make him wrathful seemed to be standing leisurely without sin. Watching how the servants of the entire castle were being punished by the father.

Mia could quietly breathe a sigh of relief. No hypocrite, he still wants to live and Ethan comes at the right time.

"Call your other brother. Imminent. I wonder to what extent you can defend yourself." Zachary stood up and walked away. But not yet outside, he turned back around.

"I'm going to go find Lady Luvena. If I find him, then together with him you all will not survive."

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News of Lady Luvena's search has reached the border. The guard is getting tight. Every merchant who passed by was obliged to show their luggage somehow as small as possible.

And this afternoon, on the border of the northern port of Sasania there are several teams of inspectors of goods are pacing back and forth to check the ship's goods one by one. Especially the goods to be transported will certainly be opened and ascertained in advance what the contents are before being allowed to enter the ship.

"Well, which is Lady Luvena? How can we look for him among the crowd if we have never seen his face before" grumbled one of the guards who had a distended stomach with a straddle gait.

"The previous one just became that noble, right. Heard she used to be disowned by the Duke of Lumiere as her own biological daughter. Kasian," another timpal. Contrary to the first man, this second man actually had a small, bent body.

"Can he choose to run away instead of sitting in front of a mirror? You're not good at being grateful." The bloated man laughed to the point that his stomach swayed up and down.

"There's just nothing." The second man chuckled then shook his head in wonder. The long queue of traders preparing to enter the ship one by one began to be searched.

"Next!"

Two tall men appear to be carrying a wagon containing four large, tightly sealed barrels. One of them was wearing a wide hat, covering part of his pigtailed hair. While the other one looks dirty with remnants of mud on the face.

"Why is your face so dirty?" The potbellied guard stared at the disdain of the second man.

"Our cart fell down while passing through the steep road over there." The dirty man pointed at a road that was known to be scattered with mountain rocks. "As a result one barrel of our milk broke. There are only four barrels of milk left that we can carry."

"It looks like the road over there should be repaired immediately. This afternoon I will meet Baron O'Neil, an accomplice of the Duke of Lumiere, so that he is willing to improve the road for us" said the proud potbellied man.

"Well, are you close to them?" ask the merchant who wears a wide hat, enthusiastically.

"Of course we're close to the barons!" This time it wasn't the bloated man who said it, but rather the hunchbacked man who now puffed his chest, proud. "Don't the barons, the three lords of Lumiere, we're so close!"

Beckett, the man disguised as a merchant with a wide hat was frowning faintly. He never knew these two people. Basic, confess-me!

"Well, then can we get into the ship?" Lucas, the merchant whose face was covered in mud, asked politely. "Over there our boss has been waiting for this milk to be resold."

"Unfortunately nothing can be missed from our examination. Just so you know, Lord Beckett specifically told us this morning to help him find the trail of the fleeing Lady Luvena. Don't you guys play around!"

Beckett nearly choked on his own saliva when the two men with his peda said something that. These two men could have been on behalf of themselves who knew nothing. Instead of searching, Beckett was helping his sister to stay away from Sasania for some time.

If you don't know, you better shut up. Don't even twist the facts!

The two guards immediately moved to check on Lucas and Beckett's luggage. Four milk barrels were fastened tightly on the cart, besides there was no other luggage. After checking the outside, now they called one of the guards who carried a sharp tool to cut the rope. As soon as the strap was removed and the milk barrel was opened, it turned out that it was really milk. All four have the same content without any irregularities.

They nodded then both brought the big wagon into the ship. Like poor merchants in general, the two nobles who were undercover did not use footwear so that several times Beckett seemed uncomfortable. Sometimes he scratches the soles of his feet, or rubs them with the hard edges of the boat so that the itching he feels can be reduced.

"You'd better use sandals before your feet swell." Lucas looked at her with concern.

It's only natural that Beckett is allergic to anything that he's stepped on if all this time his feet almost never come out of the knee-high shoes that royals often wear in general. Unlike Lucas who had often disguised himself, whether it was as Xerr or following most people around him, the man's feet were certainly immune to hard objects such as pebbles or even sharp rocks.

"No problem. Just a minute, it'll heal on its own."

Hearing that answer Lucas put his shoulders. It is up to him, after all, not himself or Eve was also harmed.

"We're going over there." Lucas codes for Beckett to follow him, pushing the cart towards the corner of the ship close to the stern. Behind a large pole, making sure that no one was looking, Lucas opened one of the milk barrels and knocked three times.

"Ah, you guys have been a long time. My hands are sore because I have to lift this milk container for a long time." Eve appears behind the vat with a milk container that has now moved into Lucas's hands, helping him to get out of the vat.

"The examination took quite a long time because the officers here were close friends of Lord Beckett." Lucas threw a witty look to the point that Beckett snorted loudly. "Right, right, Lord Beckett."

"Don't be a close friend, just get to know them not even at all." Beckett scratched his head that wasn't itchy. "But whatever. At least their dreams are not strange or can harm me. Though lies are not something that can be tolerated."

"At least this time we can be free." Lucas smiled knot. The struggle they can get to this ship is definitely not easy, especially for Beckett.

"Thank you, Lord Beckett."

Hearing the words, Beckett was stunned. No. gabe. Their status should have been quite clear that Lucas did not need to express his gratitude towards Beckett.

But whether the magnet that managed to lure Beckett, now he wants to be the closest person of his prospective sister-in-law.

Not because of power. Beckett liked him better because Lucas was different.

"Together."

But in the end, only that came out of his mouth. Beckett could not say any further.

"Next you can go home. We'll continue our way to the opposite island."

Beckett. "Island across? Another kingdom means?"

"Carmelion Island. You guys must have never heard of it, right."

"Indeed a strange name." Eve put her index finger and thumb under her chin, like posing for thought. "It seems like the name has never been mentioned on the map."

"Absolutely. The island was never depicted on the map. Because besides the island is small and far apart from other large islands, the resources are also very few. There's nothing reliable there."

Lucas smiled in anguish.

"But I can train my troops there without worrying about His Majesty the King knowing it. The structure of the land was also hard, so that in addition to practicing the correct martial techniques, the troops were also directed to learn a unique way of riding horses."

"Unique way?"

"Jumping from a tree onto the back of a horse that is still galloping, for example." Lucas shrugged both shoulders. "We never know what will happen in the future."

"Well, let alone the future, for the next few hours we never know what will happen." Eve watched the sky that was far above her head. There were no clouds, a clear blue sky filled his deep sense of sight, thinking of many strategies to make Lucas' plan work without any obstacles.

"Beckett, can I ask you something?"

Beckett nodded in spirit. "Tell me!"

"I want you to drive public opinion against Lucas...."

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Is there still some confusion, why Eve can be free from inspection when it is clear the contents of the barrel is searched?

Bentar, I'm trying to draw an illustration.

Sorry ugly, author again males ngegambar😔

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So why not get caught? the answer, Eve's body covered the same small wooden bucket she lifted. Because the contents of milk, not clear water, so the depth of water can not be seen and basically also do not know where. And the guard did not count the weight of the barrel as well, whereas the barrel filled with water and the barrel containing humans was different. If the water content weighs evenly, hold the side where the weight is the same. Whereas if humans must be different so the weight because humans are not liquid objects that can meet the entire surface of the room

My explanation, hopefully understandable. Udah, already, manut aja same author do not complain here and there by asking for more logical. It's a fantasy story, not science fiction. If you are given a piece of candy, okay?😩 ⁇

See you next episode, make the fasting, may the fast continue smoothly until the Azaan Maghrib reverberate👋😉