After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Murphy first retracted her head and waited quietly.

After the footsteps completely stopped, Murphy looked back into the corridor.

At this moment, an old man in a suit was standing in front of the door. Judging from his appearance, he should be a steward of this fortress.

He knocked gently on the door and spoke in a respectful tone.

"Lord Dickens, the Reinhardt family from the capital has sent someone to visit you."

Chapter 31 Thank you so much!

"Lord Dickens, the Reinhardt family from the capital has sent someone to visit you."

Listening to what the butler in a black suit said, Murphy frowned unconsciously.

"The Reinhard family from the capital has sent someone... Is it Filia?"

This was one of the possibilities he could guess based on the existing intelligence. It could also be someone else from the Reinhardt family, but he had never seen them before.

Murphy didn't understand what the relationship was between the people in the Reinhard family and Dickens, the lord of Lars. Could it be a visit between nobles?

The moment the butler finished speaking, the laughter in the room stopped.

The next moment, an angry roar came from the room: "How many times have I told you! Don't disturb me when I'm doing something!"

"But, that's Reinhard from the capital—"

"No matter what kind of shitty Reinhardt family he is, tell him to die! Now! Immediately!"

The butler standing at the door had a bitter look on his face. He had no idea what to do. He was neither right nor wrong.

But there is no way, because Lord Dickens has always been unreasonable. Although he is kind and friendly to the civilians outside, the way he treats his servants... it's hard to describe.

Just like now, when he is doing "serious work", no one can disturb him, otherwise he will be scolded or even punished.

Even the group of foreign knights couldn't do that, so there were no guards on this floor, only two maids standing symbolically at the stairs.

In fact, the butler did not want to come here to be scolded, but the visitor was a noble from the royal capital after all, and was from the Reinhard family.

So even if he had to bite the bullet, he had no choice but to come and report. This was his responsibility as the butler.

However, he didn't know what to do now, so he had to continue standing at the door with a bitter face.

Fortunately, when he racked his brains and couldn't come up with a solution, the door opened by itself, and a fat man who was already dressed walked out.

This fat man is the lord of the border city of Lars - Dickens Weber.

'He's so fat, no wonder old Jed calls him a fat pig.'

Murphy looked at the fat pig with a dark face and luxurious clothes who had just walked out, and several scenes suddenly emerged in her mind.

He knew that this was a memory that could only be triggered by certain specific circumstances, but he had no time to care about it now because he had to continue keeping an eye on the two people.

Dickens pinched his upturned mustache and looked at the butler standing in front of him with a difficult expression with some dissatisfaction.

"What did the guy from the capital say to you?"

Dickens is certainly not a fool, otherwise he would not have been able to stand out from the fierce competition and snatch the lucrative position of Lord Lars.

Although he was a little depressed because his spell was interrupted at the most critical moment, he still knew what was important.

The other party is a noble from the royal capital, and he came to visit at this time, so there must be something urgent.

Therefore, even though he said some angry words of helplessness and fury, and wished the other party would die immediately in his heart, he still had to receive him.

The butler saluted Dickens and shook his head: "The gentleman didn't say anything, he just asked me to come and call you."

"He's waiting for you in the lobby now."

Dickens frowned, feeling even more annoyed with the nobleman from the capital.

However, he still didn't say anything else. After all, some things can only be discussed face to face.

So he took the initiative to leave here and prepared to go to the hall to meet the sudden visitor, and the butler hurriedly followed.

Not long after, another woman with a blush and dissatisfaction on her face walked out of the bedroom. She walked down the stairs and prepared to return to her room.

He knew that according to the current situation, the fat pig city lord would definitely not be able to satisfy him, and he would have to rely on himself to solve the problem tonight.

"Useless trash!"

Murphy listened to the woman cursing as she walked, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Only after making sure that everyone had left did Mei climb in through the window.

There was no need to stay on the sixth floor anymore. What he had to do now was to find a way to get to the first floor.

He had to go see who the visitor was and try to hear anything useful.

But until then...

Murphy looked towards the room with a smirk on her face.

"A thief never leaves empty-handed. That's the rule after all."

"It's not like I wanted to take it myself, there's nothing I can do about it."

In fact, Murphy's original plan was to take some unimportant things and leave.

But now he has changed his mind.

Since the city lord would rather waste money than give it to others, I might as well sell some valuable things and help him learn to be thrifty.

This is not moral kidnapping, because the city lord himself has agreed to it.

He once said: If you have money, give it all to the poor.

Then I will just follow his wishes and help him.

Besides, hard work like moving money can be done by rough people. Why should we trouble the generous city lord to work so hard?

If the city lord knew that there was such a civilian who cared about him, he would probably be moved to tears.

Maybe she would even say to him with gratitude: "Murphy! Thank you so much!"

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Although Murphy had just rummaged through the bedroom for a long time, he only found a bag of gold coins in the end, and the number was not large. It was obvious that it was not the entire savings of the city lord.

It seems that after suffering so many losses, Dickens has learned to separate the money and hide it in different places. This can indeed minimize the losses.

As for Murphy, he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. After all, he was not a greedy person.

You can get a bag of gold coins on your first try, which is a pretty good income. What’s more, you can come more often when you want in the future.

Murphy had already left the sixth floor and was hiding outside the window on the second floor.

From here you can see the living room on the first floor and hear the conversations going on in the living room.

He stuck his head out into the living room and found Dickens sitting on the sofa.

The person from the Reinhardt family sitting on the other sofa was not Filia as he had guessed, but an unfamiliar man.

Murphy calmed down and focused all his attention on his eyes and ears.

Dickens was smiling apologetically at the man on the sofa, "Lord Rayleigh, your arrival really makes me——"

The man called Rayleigh looked a little impatient, and he interrupted Dickens rudely while he was speaking.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm here for serious business."

A hint of viciousness flashed across Dickens' face, but in the blink of an eye, he showed a very humble expression: "Okay, okay, go ahead."

He lowered his head and pretended to listen attentively to Rayleigh.

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I typed two thousand words on the train and felt dizzy.

The kids around here and the group of people playing Tik Tok are so noisy that typing here feels like being in prison.

Okay...actually I just want to ask for a monthly ticket, woohoo, I've dropped all the essay recommendations.

Chapter 32: Big Pie

Rayleigh frowned, he actually sensed the other party's fleeting malice.

But he didn't care too much about it. Firstly, the other party was not a threat to him at all, and ten fat pigs were not enough for him to kill.

As for the group of knights in the castle, the probability of them posing a threat to him is not high.

Don't forget, you are also a noble.

And even if a fight really breaks out, it is still unclear who will win or lose.

The second reason...

This time, he did come with a mission from the Earl.

"Our Reinhardt family's only daughter, Earl Patrick's daughter—Miss Filia—should be in Lars, right?"

"this......"

When Dickens heard this question, he was stunned.

Who knows if this Miss Filia is in Lars.

After all, this kind of shitty daughter of the royal capital is the most troublesome. All she does every day is leave home and run around everywhere.

Moreover, if something happens in the area under his jurisdiction, he will be held accountable by those bigwigs.

"Lord Rayleigh, I——"

"It's okay if you don't know. I'll give you three days to find her. On the morning of the third day, you must find her."

"Otherwise, your position... I think you should know the current influence of our family."

Hearing the subtle threat in the other party's words, Dickens' face turned green.

Of course he knew the other party's current influence on the kingdom.

Even before this, Reinhardt was more like a knight than a noble, and the title of earl was more like a title.

But since this earl took office, everything has changed.

But even so, finding someone in this city is like looking for a needle in a haystack, not to mention that he only has three days.

Thinking of this, Dickens smiled apologetically: "Could you give me a little more time? I only have three days, maybe——"

"Stop talking nonsense. Instead of bargaining with me, you might as well send someone to look for him now."

Looking at the sneer on the other person's face, even though Dickens cursed the other person's ancestors in his heart, on the surface, he still looked humble.

He thought about it again and finally came up with a solution.

Although entrusting that old guy with the task would definitely cost a lot of money, there was no other way.

After all, in this city, who is better at finding people than that damn rat?

Dickens gritted his teeth and nodded to Rayleigh: "Okay, Lord Rayleigh."

What if I don't agree? I'll be the one who suffers in the end.

Moreover, if he really succeeded in helping the other party, he might be able to cling to the Reinhard family and rise to prominence in the future.

"Lord Rayleigh, after we find her..."

"Send a few people to escort them to the Earl's castle. Lord Patrick's brother will be in charge of this matter, and I will be waiting there."

I have so much time to waste here, I have to go back to practice my sword skills...

While Rayleigh was thinking in his mind, he heard the other party's response.

"Yes, Lord Rayleigh."

"Well, but don't forget, she is the eldest daughter of our family, so..."

Dickens reacted and said hurriedly, "Please rest assured! We will never hurt her!"

"Very good. If you do a good job on this matter, I won't be able to mention you to the Earl later."

Rayleigh sneered in his heart. A city lord like this fat pig, no matter who he was, would know that he often withheld money from the common people.

Give such a person a promotion?

Haha, come on.

What I just said was just an empty promise.