CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 42 CONFESSION (5K)

On that night, the procurement team finally returned to Azaenn Castle.

Outside Azaenn Castle, rows of guards were standing, some holding swords and spears, others holding bows and arrows.

It was the guard team trained by Lin Ke; he had divided the entire guard team into four groups: swords, spears, and bows and arrows.

Lady Antova and Butler Billy were waiting outside the castle.

Lin Ke and Fulon were both very tired.

Lady Antova seemed to have cried too, her eyes were red, not fake.

Even the always courteous Butler Billy had a furrowed brow.

The entire Azaenn Castle was clouded with the doom that engulfed Garoce.

"Lin Ke, it’s so good that you returned safely."

Lady Antova, with her eyes red from crying, spoke to Lin Ke first, then hurried to check on Fulon’s condition.

Seeing Lady Antova with tears in her eyes, Lin Ke couldn’t help but feel a bit softened.

With Garoce in dire straits, Lady Antova must be feeling sad too, right?

However, it seemed Lady Antova had secret correspondence with Baron Puxin...

Unfortunately, as a noble, Lin Ke could only apply for the Nobility Council to judge other nobles if he had clear evidence, and he didn’t have enough evidence.

Moreover, Lady Antova was the wife of Viscount Garoce, and Baron Puxin was a noble not weak, at least within the Azanen Territory.

If it was a commoner daring to scheme against him, Lin Ke would have dealt with it long ago.

But still, the fact remained, Lin Ke was a noble, and the eldest son of Garoce.

All he had now came from his status, not his personal strength.

If he disregarded the rules and killed Puxin, he likely wouldn’t live long either.

If he wanted to kill Lady Antova, even more so.

So he could only endure patiently, waiting for Garoce’s return, or until he grew strong enough to naturally take care of Puxin and Lady Antova, this hidden danger.

Though with Fulon around, Lin Ke wouldn’t kill Antova; at most, he would have someone flog her a few dozen times and then exile her.

As for Baron Puxin...

Lin Ke planned to have Butler Billy write down some situations and send them to the Nobility Council, composed of various nobles from the Azanen Family, to judge Puxin.

Of course, Lin Ke could foresee the result of "officials shielding each other"; without Garoce, he couldn’t even be sure if the other nobles in Azaenn would side with him.

But all these would have to be settled when he grew strong in the future!

For now, he not only had to develop secretly but also guard against assassination attempts from other nobles within Azaenn!

Yes, guard against sneak attacks by those relatives!

Know that if Garoce passed away, Lin Ke would become the only heir to the Viscount.

But if Lin Ke died, then the successor to the Viscount might be other nobles of Azaenn.

In the Gula Kingdom, the legitimate Viscount was a resource and wealth unimaginable, and those shortsighted nobles would undoubtedly be tempted.

"Young Master Like, next, I must stay inch by..."

At this moment, Butler Billy seemed to align with Lin Ke’s thoughts, furrowing his brow as he whispered into Lin Ke’s ear.

He wanted to say, staying inch by inch to protect Lin Ke.

Only, before he finished, Lin Ke interrupted him: "Uncle Billy, you need to protect my mother; my safety is ensured by Teacher Ove."

Lin Ke glanced up at the castle roof above; a powerful aura was unabashedly emanating from it, the higher the professional level, the clearer the feeling.

Ove’s aura.

Ove didn’t like crowds, especially unfamiliar people.

So he flew to the castle top to stand guard and meditate and train, intimidating the small thieves.

"With the presence of Ove, um... alright then..."

Billy glanced twice at the castle top, feeling that aura, and nodded.

In his protection sequence, Lin Ke was ranked second, first was Garoce, and then Fulon and others.

But since Ove was there, Billy felt slightly more at ease.

"Little Lin Ke, come to my room later; I need to discuss some matters with you."

Lady Antova continued comforting Fulon while softly speaking to Lin Ke.

"Alright..." Lin Ke narrowed his eyes.

The dagger comes out at the end of the plan? Under Ove’s eyes?

No, probably not.

But he shouldn’t provoke Fulon further; Lin Ke could only respond briefly and then followed along to return.

John and the others went to sleep; Butler Billy busied himself handling various supplies and materials brought back by the procurement team.

As for Ove, Lin Ke saw Ove’s figure on the castle top.

Thus an hour later, Lin Ke felt reassured entering the castle, arriving at Lady Antova’s room door.

As he reached the door, Lady Antova’s voice was heard: "Come in."

Lin Ke pushed the door open directly.

Lady Antova was sitting at the table by the balcony, staring blankly at the night sky outside, the cool breeze gently flowing, blowing her skirt.

"Little Lin Ke, I treat you as if you were my own child, you know?" Lady Antova stared into the darkness, turned her back to Lin Ke, and said dazedly.

Lin Ke felt no ripple inside, but said on the surface: "You are my mother’s sister; I also call you Aunt."

Lady Antova sighed upon hearing this, turned back to look at Lin Ke: "Lin Ke, if your father returned to Azaenn’s ancestral glory, then you must immediately inherit the Viscountship; are you...ready?"

Speaking of Garoce’s impending death, Lady Antova’s eyes turned red again.

Lin Ke’s heart softened slightly, and he nodded: "I know a little."

Lady Antova wasn’t as fragile as Fulon but quickly composed herself, took a deep breath, and said: "As the future Viscount of Azaenn, there are things you must come to understand."