Taking a sip of wine, a sip of swan meat, and then looking at the increasing number of gold coins, Oschibin smiled. At this time, someone came uninvited and entered the room and suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? Why are you breaking into my home without authorization? Why don't you stop me? Come, come!" Oschibin stood up in shock and shouted outside.

The man was dressed in white, tall and tall, wearing a cat eye mask, which was both handsome and mysterious.

"Don't be impatient! Your family is already asleep. After listening to me, if you still like to yell, would it be good enough to yell at that time, black peacock!"

The man's voice was soft and neutral, and he couldn't hear the man and woman, but as soon as he spoke, he was like a thunder striking. Oschibin's face changed drastically, and he immediately fell to the chair, and the account book in his hand slid to the ground.

The cat-eyed man sat down opposite him in a big way, pulled out a silver fork from the snow-clear lunch box, inserted a piece of tender snow swan meat, rolled in the boiling water, and put it into his mouth with a smile.

The blood on Oschibin's face was gone, and a large drop of sweat fell down, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

The Black Peacock is one of his nicknames. Because of this nickname, he has made a lot of money, more than he has been a tax official in the past ten years. In this economic depression, he was able to live more than aristocrats because he had this rich wealth.

Here, there were travelers and merchants from the Principal of Norman. As a tax officer and postman in charge, he often had to deal with these people and also made several friends who were very complimentary to him.

When Grand Duke Butani began to dispatch troops to the border of the Principal of Norman, he accepted heavy bribes from these people, often intercepted some official letters and documents, and disclosed some valuable information to these people.

These merchants said that they just wanted to understand the dynamics of the war, accumulate shortage of goods in time, and make greater benefits from it. As for whether these people were pure merchants, whether they were really just for such a simple purpose, Oschibin didn't want to know, nor did he dare to know. He deceived himself and started a spy under the temptation of money, with the code name being the Black Peacock.

However, now all this was known. Oschibin's eyes were filled with flowers. A flexible noose soaked in tung oil was shaking like a pendulum in front of him. His lips were purple and he was about to suffocate...

"Is this true?" Garfield put down his account book, his face very serious.

Oschibin opposite him was trembling. He looked like he didn't look like he was lying, but... the person he reported was actually Gantis like a saint. How could this be possible?

Gantis was a knight like an ascetic. He abstained from desire and stalemate. He had almost no desire except for his extreme devotion to God. How could he use his power to instruct the tax officials to keep taxes and use them for his own use?

He unexpectedly remembered that the soldiers patrolled a few days ago arrested a group of vendors who were trafficking in smuggling goods. It is said that they had a batch of Gantis's goods in their entrainment. He heard that those merchants were in close contact with Hein, the notorious important leader of the underground society.

The officials who caught them were shocked after hearing this and did not believe them at all. They beat them hard with a whip and even hanged all the merchants who should have been fined to maintain Gantis' reputation.

Somehow this incident reached Gantis, but he stopped the city defense officials from doing this. "The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid. If I were a person of noble character, then my reputation would not be corrupted by a few random merchants. Killing them is the stain of my life!"

These words and fair attitude towards this matter have made Garfield and all the citizens who are familiar with it highly appreciate him, but coupled with the tax officer's testimony of surrender... Garfield couldn't help but shake it.

"Do you know what the consequences are to despise a Paladin?" Garfield looked at him and said in a sequel: "Once you find out that you are Lord Gartes, you will be sent to the gallows immediately and all your property will be confiscated!"

Oschibin shivered and knelt down.

"Being found out that a person is responsible for collusion with the enemy and subsidizing the enemy is also a crime of death! Now we can only do it according to the requirements of the mysterious man. As he said, a gentleman can deceive him by words and deceiving him with clever words and deceiving him, and use all means to make him fall in love with him.

And he is a gentleman, and a gentleman must be open-minded. The more he wants to prove his innocence, the less he cannot cause harm to himself, and even prevent others from hurting himself. Forget it, at worst, you can lose this job. Anyway, that mysterious man gave me a lot of money."

Thinking of this, Oschibin made up his mind and said with a sad face: "Sir, the young man dare not lie to you. This time, because of the economic depression, many businesses with Butani have stopped. And I have already collected a lot of money from those foreign merchants, but I cannot promise to deliver the goods they had agreed to.

But... the money has been handed over to Lord Gantis, and I can't afford that much money to return it. I want to meet Lord Gantis, but the place where he lives is now very strict and I dare not show up.

If I cannot fulfill my conditions, those merchants will come to report me. After thinking about it, I really have no choice. This is why..., the kind consul, I am forced to forgive me because of helplessness."

"You stop working for the time being and wait for my inquiries at home!"

“Yes, yes!”

"You must keep your mouth shut. If you let the second person know, you are seeking death!"

“Yes, yes!”

"Come here, you four will accompany him back, sort out relevant accounts, seal up relevant evidence, and limit his actions before I withdraw the order!"

"Yes!" Four inspectors accompanied the unlucky Oschibin down.

"I don't believe it, Garfield, I don't believe this fat man. It's possible for anyone to embezzle, but Gantis cannot. What does he want so much money to do? How much money has he donated to the church? I don't believe he is a villain who is greedy for fame and fortune!"

As soon as Oschibin was taken away, Dolores immediately jumped up and said.

Garfield comforted: "Don't worry, Dolores, I didn't say I believed this person. But since someone has verified, we have to find out, that's the responsibility for Gantis.

"I agree to investigate Gantis. Only by investigating clearly can he restore his innocent reputation, otherwise this matter will always be a part of our heart disease."

Kaniri agreed: "But I guess this must be a farce. Either this fat man was at the end of his journey, or a retainer in Gantis's house made money under his name. If I found out, they would definitely make them look good. Gantis doesn't enjoy delicious food, is not a woman, and is honest and self-confident all his life. How could he do such a thing?"

But in the next few days, the situation became worse.

No one had ever deliberately inquired about Gantis before, but now because of his assassination, Garfield strengthened his protection around his mansion. Due to Oschibin's report, Garfield also began to pay attention to various information from his mansion, but the information he received made him gradually become worried.

Although Gantis' life is hard and has no wife or children, as a great nobleman, after all, his family is big and his business is big, and the amount of rice and grain consumed in the mansion is very large every day. Every morning, Gantis's family will send a donkey cart to the market to purchase rice, grain, vegetables and vegetables.

As a result, the patrol soldiers picked up a note after passing their purchasing car, a very ordinary piece of paper, with a list of purchased foods listed, and many expensive and rare delicacies are listed, such as the snow swans that are strictly prohibited from being slaughtered.

A haze caught Garfield's heart, and at his command, the patrol team began to take on the task of surveillance in addition to the duty of protection. Soon, they found the hair and bones of several rare birds listed on the menu in the trash can outside the mansion of Gantis.

These delicacies are so beautiful. In fact, many nobles are buying and tasting them privately. When the Garfield Festival last celebrated their birthday, his son Garfield brought him two lively snow swans. The nobles never regard it as a great event that has a bad character.

But Gantis is a well-known saint, and he has been vegetarian for decades!

Although all the reputations about him are not self-proclaimed, when everyone thinks that he should be such a person, then when he does something that only ordinary people will do, people will not be able to accept it emotionally and will think that he is a person who seeks fame.

In the quiet morning, the patrol team changed defenses.

The new patrolmen walked around Gantis' mansion for a half-circle. As soon as they circled back to the long street outside the main entrance, they saw a carriage coming out. They were always very careful about the people and cars near Gantis' mansion, but never checked the vehicles leaving.

But the coachman in the car was a little weird. When he saw the patrol approaching, he immediately raised his whip and tried to leave quickly. His panicked look attracted the attention of the patrol captain Longchez.

The car stopped her, and there was only one person inside, a twelve-year-old young prostitute, covered in bruises, and seemed to be being tortured. Under the lights of the patrol, she was like a frightened bird, trembling all over.

Who summoned her into the mansion? Is it Gantis himself or someone in the mansion?

Longchez did not seriously investigate. Gantis has always been his idol and the person he admires the most.

The high priest was secretly investigating Gantis, and he was not ignorant of this.

He let the car go and didn't dare to ask any more.

The rising headed towards him shone so long and long, his shadow dragged him so long.

The sun in the sky was rising, but a brilliant sun in his heart was slowly setting.

As the car gradually faded away, tears of pain filled the knight's eyes.

Jady stood in the dark with her hands in her arms. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

"You can't bear it anymore, right?" Picasso next to him couldn't help asking.

Jady shook her head and said lightly: "It's just a sigh of emotion."

Picasso smiled: "I've always been very strange..."

"What?"

"Why are you not curious? Don't want to ask about my detailed plans? Don't want to know what else I have to do?"

"I don't want the process, I just want the result!" Jady turned around, and his voice became cold and hard: "Stay doing your business, I have always been employed without any doubts!"

Watching his figure disappear, Picasso murmured: "Poor guy, he is pretending to be strong, and his heart is crying for a saint."

Salice, with an angel face, appeared from the side like a devil, with a pure and flawless smile on her face.

"The great Amstroh said that those who hinder the progress of history are sinners, even if he is the God of Creation!

The stone under my feet did not make any mistakes, but it hindered people from walking, so kick it away! The point is not whether it made any mistakes, but whether its existence is a mistake!"

Salice kicked out and kicked the stone far away.

"But I like his occasional weakness! The moment when a mature and strong man is sometimes fragile in his heart, it will make the woman's heart full of maternal tenderness. Oh... I really want to hold him in my arms and cheer him up with my care and tenderness."

Salice said with a foggy look on his face: "Whether he is happy or sad, it will fascinate my heart, oh, I'm drunk..."

Picasso's eyes turned into two small mung beans again. The two mung beans squinted at his sister and said, "It's so shameless. You feel it smells good if he farts."

"It's true," Salice smugly: "The great Amsterlu said: The lover's eyes are a magic mirror, everything about the other person will twist into your eyes, perfection, only perfection is left. Are you jealous?"

Picasso changed the subject with a frustration: "This method of getting dirty is really good. We cannot get close to the inner circumference of Gantis' mansion, so we let the carriage come first. After walking half a street, we immediately turned around and walked back slowly, and just happened to meet the patrol and rush back.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it looks like I just came out of his mansion. Hehe, those idiots were really fooled. This idea is so sinister, shameless, and too vicious."

"Of course, because this is what I thought of. If you are a fool, you will arrange for the prostitute to cry directly to the high priest, and then let a twelve-year-old young prostitute be questioned in front of the high priest, and in the end everything is revealed!"

"Uh..., indeed, you really know me, my dear sister. Now the news has spread among the people, only Gantis himself is still in the dark. This saint is about to end. Do you have any more sinister, shameless, and vicious ideas?"

"When a person is no longer trusted, such untrustworthy things will become credible when they happen to him. I just need to do one more thing and let this ruined old guy go back to retire. He will never appear on the conference table and point fingers at my Jedi!"

Salice said proudly: "You can now propose to hold the second reform conference. You should propose to the Grand Priest of Garfield. In order to ease the serious atmosphere, this time, he held a very lively dinner as a nobleman in his other identity."

"What's your idea? Sister!"

"You don't care, I have my own sense of responsibility!"

"……All right!"

The two of them got into a carriage and left slowly. After walking for a while, Picasso didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his face was flushed with joy.

Salice looked at him strangely and asked, "What are you happy about? Look at you dancing like a monkey."

Picasso said happily: "I suddenly thought that if you follow Jedi, it might be a good thing."

Salice was overjoyed: "You agree? Don't throw cold water on me anymore?"

"Yes, yes, I agree with both hands and feet," Picasso smiled: "I suddenly realized that I can escape from your clutches, hahahaha..."

Under the rising sun, a carriage.

The car suddenly shook violently, and a miserable sound came from the car, which was like a fat pig with four hooves tied up and watched helplessly as the butcher raised his butcher's knife to make it.
Chapter completed!