Father Mavie

Chapter 92 Sean Rickman

squeak.
click!
The heavy iron door made a grinding sound of teeth, and was heavily buckled behind him.

"Several, please come with me."

The old butler walked in the front, with a straight face, and said nothing, even the maids in the villa were like him, taciturn.

The villa made of stone blocks looks like an ancient castle. The lighting in the corridor is extremely poor. You can vaguely see the portraits hanging on the walls on both sides, which have been wiped to a spotless state. Judging from the inscriptions marked below
On the portrait, it seems to be the successive heads of the Rickman family.

There is no way to find out the age of this villa, but it is definitely an antique-level building. At the same time, it also shows that the Rickman family has lived here a long time ago.

click
The old butler led Ma Wei and the others to a huge door, knocked twice, then pushed halfway open, and stepped in: "Master, Father Ma Wei and the others are here...Yes."

After getting a response, the old butler took a few steps back and gestured to Ma Wei with a gesture of invitation. His every move revealed an ancient etiquette.

After entering the gate, Ma Wei discovered that this was a large living room. The sunlight from the window dispelled the gloomy and cold atmosphere, and the lighting was bright. There was a red-dyed pure wool carpet under his feet. Above the fireplace surrounded by iron bars, hanging Holding a leather shield and two crossed iron swords.

In the corner of the room, Mavi even saw a complete set of medieval knight silver armor.

"welcome."

In the middle of the room, on a brand-new sofa, sat a man with brown curly hair and wearing an open-necked Flack dress. He had no beard, and his black pupils were looking up and down at the Mavics through the red wine glass in his hand.

When Mavi looked at him, the curly-haired man immediately put down his wine glass, stood up, put his left hand parallel to his belly, nodded and said: "I am Sean Rickman, the owner of this villa, and you are here. it's my honour."

"Mavi Enders, this is a monk, Levin Boger."

After a brief introduction, Sean invited Ma Wei and the others to sit down. He rang the bell on the corner of the table three times. Immediately, a maid came out from the hidden door and served hot tea and freshly baked cream fruit cake.

Seeing the cake, Junia's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and she kept looking at Mavi, asking questions with her eyes.

"Eat."

Ma Wei smiled: "Today's cake, no problem."

"Great!"

Junia cheered, picked up the cake in front of her, waved her fork, and ate one bite after another.

"Mr. Sean, have we met?"

Gazing at Sean Rickman sitting across from him, tasting red wine, Ma Wei suddenly remembered something.

If you just listen to the name, then he must not have any specific impression, after seeing the person.
He found that he had a relationship with the other party.

Just three days ago, at a dinner hosted by Baron Bill.

Sean Rickman was also one of the invited guests.

The other party was not active at the banquet, and stayed alone in the corner, out of place with the surroundings. The reason why Ma Wei could notice him was because he was standing behind Father Satuk at that time.

goodbye now
Some key points that were difficult to understand at the beginning suddenly became clear.

"Indeed." Sean nodded: "Unfortunately, we haven't communicated."

"Then I think our regret can be solved."

Ma Wei shrugged: "Aren't we communicating?"

"Well, that's right." Sean smiled noncommittally: "Father Marvie, it's the mice that brought us together here, but I think it's time for those cute little animals to leave here, because my housekeeper Donny complained that , they almost hollowed out the villa."

"As for the remuneration, you don't have to worry about it."

A cowhide bag was placed on the table in front of Ma Wei. From the opening, one could see that it was full of heavy silver shillings, at least hundreds of them.

Levin couldn't help being a little disappointed. He thought it was a gold pound, but he didn't expect it to be a silver shilling.
but
Five gold pounds is not a lot. Who can use five gold pounds to get rid of rats?

The nobles do have money, but that doesn't mean they pay far more than the value of the thing itself
"Deratting is fine, but we need everyone to be away while we do our work."

"why?"

"Because we will use toxic chemicals, which will cause harm to the human body, we have enough protective measures for ourselves, and others may not."

Sean Rickman picked up the bell on the table and shook it twice, half understanding, and said: "Okay, just do what you said Donny!"

click.

The white-haired old butler appeared from the door in a mysterious manner: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Let Mary and Natalie go to the street, including you, to have a holiday this afternoon."

"I have nowhere else to go, sir."

"Is there nothing you want to do? Go drink a glass of wine, go to the new Sardinian restaurant on the street for a meal, or even go to the theater, and I will bear all the expenses."

"Serving the Rickman family is what I want to do most."

"Then you can stay here."

"Thank you sir."

"Sorry, Donnie."

"You did nothing wrong, no need to apologize."

Listening to the unclear conversation between the two, Levin was at a loss. After the old housekeeper Downey dismissed the maids in the house, the whole villa was completely empty, and there was no one else except the living room.

"Xiao Hei, you and Nia stay here, we will be back soon."

"Meow~"

Mavi didn't let Junia go out with him. The work is very boring, and she can't help much when she comes. It's better to stay and eat fruit cake.

There is no need to worry about safety issues. If Sean is strong enough to snatch the goddess away, what is the use of Mavi staying?
To know.
Among all the people present, the one with the highest hidden combat power was none other than Junia.

Although she hadn't touched her before, Ma Wei knew that his daughter must be unbelievably strong.

Leaving the living room, the mouse catching work did not start immediately. Just in case, Mavi and Levin planned to go around the villa first, and after making sure no one was there, they would return to their original state on Friday.

The roads in the villa are intricate, like a maze. Fortunately, Mavi is not a road idiot. Adhering to the principle of step-by-step from left to right, he will never get lost.

"I said Boss, didn't you always prohibit Nia from eating food from strangers?"

Walking, Levin felt that the surroundings were a little quiet, and he simply chatted with Ma Wei: "Why did you go out of your way today and agree to Nia eating the cake prepared by Mr. Sean?"

"Because Mr. Sean, like Baron Bill, is under the fourth prince Arthur."

Ma Wei said lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, Sean Rickman is a businessman on the surface, but he is actually a knight, a knight conferred by the fourth prince Arthur."

"What?!"

(End of this chapter)