After saying goodbye to Cecilia, Vanilare originally planned to work in the study for a while. After all, he had spent too much time dining with Cecilia these days, and the servants did not dare to approach because of her orders. Therefore, he needed to take time to deal with the pending official business.

The attendant also knew that she seemed to have more important things to do recently, and had thoughtfully sorted these things according to the importance of official business. The one on the top at the moment was the report on the empty treasury of the Lawrence family.

Vanilara did not open it.

Because even without reading it, she knew what was written in it. It was simply caused by her stubborn behavior, and no matter how much she read it, it would not improve it.

Vanilara tapped his fingertips on the tabletop, lost in thought.

This was a rare moment of silence and no one would disturb her. Vanilari could indulge herself in exhaustion without caring about anything else. However, the less one wanted something, the more likely it would come. Just as she relaxed a little, there was a sudden explosion in her ears.

Vanilarai's face turned grim, he tore off his coat and walked out.

Outside the house, the attendant was also rushing over here with an anxious look on his face. As soon as he saw her, he immediately reported the source of the explosion: "It seems to be the empty warehouse in the west. I don't know why it suddenly caught fire. The source of the explosion is unknown. Logically speaking, there is nothing there, and it is impossible for something to cause an explosion."

Vanilara paused.

Another explosion sounded, and the flames shot up to the sky, hiding her face in shadow.

The servant seemed to see the corners of her mouth curled up, but how could this be possible? Although it was only an empty warehouse that was burned, the subsequent processing would also cost a considerable amount of financial resources. At a time when the Lawrence family's treasury was empty, how could Vanila Rui, as the mistress, feel happy?

*
When the explosion sounded, the boy had already found Cecilia's location according to the route map drawn by the wind elf.

When he saw the person in the painting who looked almost exactly like Cecilia, the boy immediately realized why Cecilia was locked up. But didn't she say she was from outside? Why would there be someone who looked like her in the Lawrence family?

Fortunately, now is not the time to worry about this. The boy didn't think about it any further and decided to rescue the person first and then ask other questions.

With the key given to them by the wind elf, the next things were simple. The boy quickly contacted Cecilia and rescued the people. The next step was to bypass the defense of Lawrence's house.

However, because of the chaos in the western warehouse, the original defense situation has changed. They have to rely on themselves to avoid the guards who are constantly patrolling and checking. However, during this period, Cecilia's face is obviously not right.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The boy slowed down his pace, thinking that she had been locked up for too long and couldn't adapt to the high-intensity exercise during the escape.

Cecilia did feel a little uncomfortable because of this, but her physical condition was not bad, so she didn't feel so uncomfortable.

She shook her head and was silent for a while before she couldn't help but ask, "Didn't we agree to just burn down an empty warehouse? Why is there such a big commotion now?"

"Well..." the boy explained, "Legenfind felt that the location was too remote, and pure fire might not be able to attract the Lawrence family's attention in time, so they added some things to the warehouse. But don't worry, we still remember what you said before, these explosions are just a little scary, and they won't hurt anyone."

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little uneasy.

The sudden fire in an empty warehouse might be explainable, but an explosion would be impossible without a primer. I wonder if Vanilara would be suspicious...

Seeing that the guards had hurried over, the young man was about to rush over with her, but Cecilia did not move forward. Instead, she pulled him back with her backhand. Her face hidden in the shadows was serious to the point of being cold: "No, let's take another way."

These words came so suddenly that the boy almost thought he had heard it wrongly.

But how is this possible?
Although the fire messed up the defense they had originally figured out, the initial investigation was still somewhat useful. At least the external guard situation of Lawrence's house would not change easily, and the breakthrough point they originally chose was still the most appropriate. The boy really couldn't understand why Cecilia suddenly asked to change the route.

"how--"

Before he could even finish his question, the sound of the wind carrying a woman's laughter reached the ears of the three men.

The boy's expression changed slightly and he looked up when he heard the voice.

Vanilaraj jumped down from the roof and landed between the two men.

She didn't look at the boy who looked like he was facing a great enemy, but walked straight to Cecilia: "I told you long ago that you are very smart, and it turns out that I was right."

Cecilia looked alert, but she did not retreat: "That is truly flattering, my lord."

“Heh.” Vanilarui didn’t mind her cold attitude. Or rather, compared to the way she accepted everything submissively when she was locked in the room, she preferred Cecilia’s current expression, which was full of the indomitable spirit and tenacity that the Lawrence family should have.

But unfortunately, she has to tear this look apart with her own hands.

Vanilara clapped his hands, and a team of guards walked out of the darkness behind him. The guy in the lead was holding two people in his hands. Although their faces could not be seen clearly because they were looking down, it was easy to tell from their clothes that they were Leggenfind and Gunhild.

The boy's breathing hitched.

Vanila Rui glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, they are not dead yet. But I really wasted a lot of time knocking them out. How are you going to compensate me?"

The boy pursed his lips and said nothing.

Vanila Rui could guess what he was thinking. He simply felt that she would never take action due to their identities. After all, the nobles checked and balanced each other, and she would not be willing to take the risk of hurting two people who were also nobles.

Thinking of this, she sighed and said with emotion: "What a naive child--" Several people had sneaked into Lawrence's house. Even if she really killed them now, who could prove that it was her? It would just be a little more troublesome when dealing with the bodies later.

Cecilia apparently realized this, because Vanilara noticed that her face turned pale.

Since the person she wanted to explain the most had already understood, Vanilara was too lazy to explain it to the boy. Although according to her observation, this guy was a leader of the resistance forces, it didn't matter. If one died, there would be another.

The greatsword is swung, and every move is deadly.

The swordsmanship of the Lawrence family during the war was sharp and decisive, totally unlike the more spectacular style in later generations. However, Cecilia was in no mood to observe carefully. She quickly snatched the sword from the servant beside her and used it to defend the boy.

——This guy is good at bows and arrows, but his close combat skills are terrible.

Seeing her draw her sword, Vanilara was also surprised, and the sword's force was somehow restrained, allowing Cecilia to breathe a sigh of relief from the dense attacks and even fight back.

But she forgot that as a person who grew up completely under the control of Master Lawrence, every move and style she learned was the swordsmanship of the Lawrence family passed down from ancient times, exactly the same as Vanilarui, almost exposing her identity.

At least, those who are familiar with it have recognized it.

With the rule set by Vanilara that "family members should take care of their siblings", the guards obviously became hesitant, not knowing whether they should attack her.

Fortunately, Vanilari waved his hand and signaled them to leave.

She sighed at Cecilia, her tone meaningful: "You should be thankful that the people present here are my personal soldiers, otherwise I don't know how much more sins you would have committed today."

While Cecilia was still trying to figure out what she meant, Vanilara had already given up on continuing with this and turned the sword to point directly at Gunhild.

"Qiang!"

The sword and arrow collided, making a sharp sound. Vanilara's greatsword deviated from its direction because of the sudden arrow and just grazed Gunhild's cheek without hurting her at all.

Thanks to Cecilia's help, the young man who was able to gain distance and use the bow and arrow let out a breath, and his heart finally settled down a little.

"Not bad." Vanilara praised without hesitation, but the next second the sword was on Leggenfind's neck again, "But can you still shoot the second arrow in time?"

She held the hostage in her hands, and no matter how hard the boy and Cecilia tried, they would eventually be controlled by her.

Vanilara looked at the guys in front of him who were only left with the strength to breathe heavily, and rarely showed a relaxed look. He was fully confident that he had won, and was about to start negotiating terms.

But something strange happened suddenly. A green light burst out from under her sword, deflecting the sharp blade and gathering both Gunhild and Leggenfind under the green shield.

Vanilarai's expression suddenly changed. He looked in the direction of the light and saw transparent feathers suddenly shining beside Cecilia's ears and an unknown creature behind her absorbing the light.

"This is--"

Cecilia's expression was equally incredulous.

Her earlobes were burning hot, and she could clearly feel the power overflowing from the earrings that Wendy had given her. However, to her surprise, the overflowing power was completely absorbed by the wind elf.

The little guy used this power to open the shield to protect Gunhild and Leggenfind.

Cecilia could even vaguely see a shadow emerging behind the little guy, who looked very much like a teenager - no, judging by his expression, it looked more like Wendy.

Just like Wendy's expression when she first heard about Buck's evil deeds under the tower.

Cecilia was stunned.

On the other hand, it was the first time for Vanilara to come into contact with such a creature. The strong aura of wind element on the other party even reminded her of the Lord Dekalapian she served, the "Demon God of Tornado".

The aftereffects of being ruled for a long time caused the greatsword to fall from his hand, and Vanilaraj knelt down uncontrollably.

Behind her, countless guards also knelt down obediently, as if they were worshipping their master, their god.

Apart from Cecilia who was simply stunned by Wendy's shadow, the young man was the only one present who was not affected. He obviously seized the opportunity to rush to the guards and snatch Gunhild and Leggenfind away.

"Cecilia, let's go!"

But unfortunately, the borrowed power was ultimately not something that the wind elf's fragile body could withstand. With a crisp sound ringing in Cecilia's ears, the wind elf finally couldn't withstand the pressure, and its body softened and fell straight down.

Vanilara recovered from the pressure and immediately raised his sword again to stab the young man, but the latter lost his agility due to the weight of two people on his body and could only stare at the tip of the sword that was getting closer and closer to him.

(End of this chapter)

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