Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 22 Exposure and Unlucky Eggs

It is related to the future prosperity and wealth of the Dorian family, so Ivan set off for Earl Charlotte's Manor with a good idea.

The carriage stopped under the shade of the trees, and a few beads of mist were soaked in the hairpin of the maroon horse.

The servant put down the footsteps in time to let Ivan get out of the car.

"Good morning, Master Dorian."

"Madam has already prepared breakfast in the side hall."

The visitor was handsome in appearance, well-dressed and well-mannered, and neither humble nor overbearing in his speech.

It's a pity that a person without blood and reputation is nothing.

Without even looking at the person serving him, Ivan left in a hurry.

Ivan doesn't care about his mood, and he doesn't even have the concept of "considering the servant's feelings" in his head.

Because there are too many memories of nobles in his head, the thoughts of the traverser are getting less and less.

Maybe there was a little bit of empathy at one time, but it's completely watered down now.

The purpose of curing diseases and saving lives is to earn 【Healing Points】.

The purpose of earning [healing points] is to give oneself the opportunity to surpass others.

After nodding to several attendants on duty, Ivan went into Mazarin's unconscious room alone.

The flower on the desk was facing Mazarin's bed diagonally, probably because no one took care of it for too long, and it was now withered and gray.

Ivan walked over, checked his neck and chest, and pressed his fingers hard against the muscles on his arms.

"He is dying, and he was treated briefly yesterday."

"The poison has already entered the blood circulation. He is lucky if he survived until tonight."

It's just that the werewolf's appearance was too unexpected, which made him fail to do anything yesterday.

If he could have known about the insider dealings between his father and Mazarin earlier, he would only need to win over the captain of the entourage and push the matter to Baron Robespierre or the Marquis of Condorcet—in fact, he doubted that The second poisoning incident was arranged by the two of them.

The crux of the matter is that Ivan has no evidence.

One night passed, and the werewolf-infested garden was cleaned up.

Robespierre, who is careful and careful, can still leave evidence?

"When the mayor came yesterday to announce that everyone should go home, I thought it was just that he couldn't interfere with the will of the nobles. Now that I think about it, maybe the two of them were behind it."

The flowers in the vase are Marguerites.

Even withered, its appearance is still elegant and unique, which seems to indicate the future fate of the Dou family.

Ivan was a little irritable, he grabbed the vase and was about to pull out the flowers and crush them.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong.

Pick it up, put it down.

Pick it up again and put it down.

Ivan found that the object was much heavier than he imagined.

He weighed it in his hand and patted the bottom to make sure it was empty.

Glancing at the drowsy Mazarin, Ivan tried a few times, and finally opened the bottom of the vase by rotating it.

what is this?
The inner liner of this vase actually hides a secret space.

Ivan saw several crumpled letters and a small box.

The letters are not sealed, they have all been read.

Or not intending to send it at all.

[Dear Mazaran Your Excellency:
You are my older brother, so I will follow your instructions exactly and declare the king's will to the local city council.

There is still some distance from Luz Pittburg, and the scenery is very beautiful, with rippling pools, mossy stone walls, trees, and flowers. If the painter Pickman can come to the scene in person, he will definitely be inspired, use The most realistic strokes record this scenery. 】

It seems to be written with iron gall ink.

This ink is made by mixing the sap extract of oak galls with a copper solution.

The ink is bright and glossy, and the adhesion is stronger.

After special treatment, not only did Yu's writing not smell like ink, but it had the fragrance of plants.

Ivan held the paper, somewhat mocking in his heart.

"Don't look at Mazarin's arrogant appearance in front of the local dignitaries, but when he wrote letters to his brother, he behaved like a farmer, for fear that Mazarin would be dissatisfied with something."

What follows is rather strange.

The bottom half of the paper is so disorganized that it cannot be seen that it was written by the same person.

[Go to die. Go to die, you can still be an older brother. If it wasn’t for your father’s love when you were a child——Your achievements will definitely not be like mine——I can’t see the clear picture (some unidentified symbols + an upside-down cross + There is also a dog that looks a bit like a human)]

In connection with the context, Ivan thought that the ugly dog ​​should be Mazaran.

Unexpectedly, Mazaran is not even as good as a dog in Mazarin's writing.

But he wasn't surprised.

"Human battles are really everywhere. Even two brothers are jealous of each other."

Speaking of this, a sneer could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, so these people are not much different from the local nobles."

"Reformers, huh—conservatives—bah."

The agreement reached between Sir Dowling and Mazarin was to inform the other party of all the business details of Luz Pittburgh as much as possible, so that when tax negotiations were made, the court would not be ignorant of the local economy. bear the loss.

Nor will the local nobles be exploited too much, causing them to disturb the domestic political situation.

Judging from these letters, their purpose of determining taxation is not simple.

Charles II planned to build a new palace, but there was not enough money in the treasury.

Mazaran, on the other hand, planned to reorganize his military equipment to take revenge on neighboring countries. At the same time, he spent a lot of money every day in order to make his family members rich and well-fed.

The clothes that Mazarin, the Secretary-General, carried, the clothes with gold and silver threads, filled two wardrobes.

Now that he is in a coma, it means that the kingship and local rights are in a tug-of-war. If this kind of tug-of-war is brought to light, the Dorian family must not be the only one involved.

But the problem is that the Dorian family has been deeply involved and has become a thread on the fuse.

Before he knew it, Ivan had already walked to the window.

Looking into the distance, he already had an idea in his mind: "To let Mazarin wake up naturally, it is best not to involve anyone in it. Others want a conspiracy, but I have to shape it into an accident."

"In this way, there will be no reason to fight between the palace and the local area, and the Dorian family can continue to sell the interests of the local nobles."

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone shouting outside:
"The Baron Robespierre has caught the murderer!"

"Come and see, everyone—the murderer who killed the Secretary-General has been caught!"

Ivan was about to go down to see what was going on, but before he went down, he took out the [corrosion medicine juice] from his pocket and poured it on Mazarin's stomach.

"I hope you won't mutate."

"The Dorians need Mazarin alive."

"If you die, the betrayal of the Dorian family will suffer full revenge."

Just thinking like this, Ivan covered his head: "Why did I get a headache again? I remember that the original body didn't seem to have such a problem."

　sunny

　　
　
(End of this chapter)