Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 312 The Viscountess
Just as Yaro was trying to discern whether the tapping sound under his feet had any unique meaning, he noticed a distinct series of footsteps.

A guard has returned!

The old butler couldn't help but notice the hurried, heavy footsteps.

"Your Excellency, Steward Enoch is on his way, but..." The guard who ran to deliver the message hesitated, glancing at the armored soldier with his eyes closed, but then swallowed the rest of his words.

Viscount Corey nodded calmly: "Okay, I understand. You can come back now."

"Just what? Why did you stop him from saying anything more?" Yaro opened his eyes, his gaze calm as still water, the murderous intent that had been raging before gone.

His physical recovery also brought about a significant improvement in his emotional state.

But Yaro's state only made Viscount Corey more terrified.

From rage to calm—is this some kind of dead man?
He subconsciously took a small step back: "Butler Enoch will be here soon. We can ask him directly if we have any questions."

Looking thoughtfully at Viscount Corey, who stood in the crowd yet still seemed somewhat fearful.

"My previous actions of storming the mansion must have frightened him."

"With the information passed on by that young wizard, he also knew that he was capable of breaking into the mansion alone and killing a formal knight head-on."

"In this situation, he probably wouldn't dare to try anything funny, right?"

Without a force to resist, no amount of trickery will change anything but self-humiliation.

Given Viscount Corey's age, he should understand this principle.

"it is good."

As Yaro responded, he glanced out at the dark doorway.

Judging from the slight tremors underfoot, the old butler must be quite close.

However, the old man's slow steps now seemed even more hesitant.

Not long after, Viscount Corey also heard slow footsteps outside the door. Already feeling uneasy, he became even more irritable: "Enoch, you old bastard, why aren't you coming in yet!"

"Master!" The old butler, who was arrogant to outsiders, was always very humble when facing Viscount Corey.

"Where is the lady?" Viscount Corey had no time to care about the old butler's attitude.

The old butler said, "Madam originally came with me, but halfway there, she suddenly said she smelled a sweet fragrance, and then she left..."

Yaro interrupted coldly, "Are you trying to make a fool of me? It's just retrieving something. It's such a simple thing. You run over, get it, and bring it back. Yet you've kept me waiting until now, and I still haven't gotten it!"

This only proves that they had no intention of returning the money!

Or perhaps the item isn't here, but they're unwilling to reveal its true location!
Yaro gripped the hilt of his sword to the side, looking expressionlessly at Viscount Corey, who was hiding among the guards: "Very good! Your approach is quite interesting!"

“You’ve misunderstood. The item is indeed with my wife, but she’s a bit… mischievous? Rest assured, sir, she always keeps her promises. Since she has agreed to come, she should arrive soon.” Viscount Corey’s face was extremely gloomy; the current situation was not what he had expected.

"Wait? How much longer? Until dawn? Until you deliver the goods?"

Jaro was fed up with Viscount Corey's passing the buck!
You say the item is here, then she says it's there, and you keep passing the buck. Do you really expect me to keep running back and forth like this?
Besides, Bai Lu's health is not good. If she stays outside for too long, who knows what kind of accident might happen?
As he slowly pulled the greatsword from the ground, just as the eerie eye socket in the center of the sword flickered, an icy voice came from beneath the skull mask: "Let me think about it. I should give you—what kind of punishment!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sweet female voice rang out from the doorway: "Should we chop off all four of his limbs? Or twist his head off? I won't allow it!"

"lady!"

Viscount Corey immediately broke into a wide grin, revealing a look of ecstatic relief at escaping a disaster. "Madam?"

Is it finally here?
Yaro turned to look at the door, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and he even lost control of the crystal heavy sword in his hand, causing several flickering flames to leap out from it.

Right outside the door, where light and shadow met, stood a strange nun in black and white Gothic style.

Her skin was as white as snow, so even in poor lighting, Yaro could clearly see her face.

nice!
beautiful!

Especially her amber-red eyes, which are breathtakingly beautiful!
However, the first thing Yaro saw was the girl in her arms, whose beauty was in a different way from hers.

—White Deer!
"Who is this person? He smells so good!"

Beneath her flowing pink hair was a captivatingly sweet smile, coupled with her soft, soothing voice, enough to make one linger and never want to wake up.

However, apart from Yaro, everyone else lowered their heads immediately.

Yaro's attention wasn't on her either, so no one could feel the powerful charm of this combination.

Although the girl was nominally a viscountess, Viscount Corey's attitude was exceptionally humble. He bowed his head like everyone else and earnestly pleaded, "Madam, I beg you to get rid of him."

"Clear?"

The stunningly beautiful girl looked down at the frail girl in her arms, licked her blood-red lips with her cute little tongue, and her amber eyes were filled with heartbreaking confusion.

"But... I'm full."

Is this the wife of Viscount Corey?

The viscountess who was said to be sixty years old but looked only sixteen, and who even made the knight's wife fall in love with her?

It was only then that Yarrow remembered the knight's wife's diary that he had seen a few months earlier while cleaning Perrin Castle.

The main reason was that too much time had passed, and Yaro had too many things to deal with at the time.

In addition, given the existing records, he only glanced at them at the time and then skipped over them.

Otherwise, he should have been able to guess much faster that the so-called Viscountess was also an extraordinary being.

Yaro forced himself not to look at the white deer, wisps of black mist swirling around him, his voice as cold as frost: "This... is this your backup plan?"

Viscount Corey, however, seemed to have found a powerful backer and completely ignored Yaro, complaining to the girl, "This man broke into the mansion and even killed Knight Silepark. I had no other choice but to have Butler Enoch summon you."

Yaro didn't deny it. Instead, he stared intently at the red-haired girl and asked coldly, "Those three little fairies, you gave them to her?"

at the same time.

Yaro drew his sword and bent over, and the surrounding black mist began to flow backward rapidly, outlining strange magical patterns on the surface of his armor.

The magical patterns intertwined to form dazzling feathers, which overlapped and circled layer upon layer on the black armor.

Wings are attached to the arms, and the tail feathers hang down and attach to the leg armor. Strange bird-like eyes appear in the center of the breastplate.

As the eerie light shifted, the bird and beast patterns became even more lifelike, and the sharp eyes on the breastplate even seemed to rotate vividly before staring intently at the stunningly beautiful girl amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

Magical Technique, Level Two - Phoenix Spreads Its Feathers!

Quietly activated!
(End of this chapter)