188 Baker Street Not Just a Bakery (4)
-Paaah…!
“Great!”
Then the light dimmed. The situation was quickly over.
All the guests of the high-end bar ‘Blois’ stumbled down in front of us.
They knew what they were doing wrong, but they were all looking at the prince and me with pale faces.
Kristel ran to Modest Bakari and pulled out a handkerchief.
The young Prophet leaned against the wall, leaning against the wall, dripping with blood.
It seemed to shun the favor, but
“Write.”
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Our protagonist subdued him with a single syllable.
I quickly removed the Holy Land, approached him, and opened a healing circle.
His blood-soaked eyes turned blue with surprise.
In the meantime, the savvy servants colonized the sofa for Prince Sedric.
Sir Elizabeth was checking the faces of the nobles and writing something in her notebook.
Yes, everyone, take the summons and investigation of the Imperial Guard.
[I will collect your blood with your tears.]
-Saaa
I sang a starter word.
The ether grains that spurted out of the circle gathered on Bakari’s forehead, tip of nose and cheeks.
Kristel made a drop of water and washed the boy’s blood.
hooded. Seeing the liquid pooling on the floor made me angry again.
shit.
[You are grown-ups, grown-ups. Director Bakari is now only twenty. It’s only been four years since I came of age, and it was late in the evening that I was out of my teens. Even if you are in a high position, the essence is childish. What did you do to a young man?]
“Ugh, Eup…….”
[I didn’t ask for an answer. I got angry and asked. Even if the manager got your anger out, what would you do to hit someone like this? Is this the behavior of a nobleman who should set the example of the empire? If you have a mouth, please answer.]
“Ugh…”
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Of course I couldn’t respond. Because I gave the oracle to close the group.
I continued to shoot.
[Don’t keep your eyes open. I am the prince of a country, the marquis of the Emperor, the disciple of His Majesty the Cardinal, and the prince’s partner.]
– Beep!
Duckshim poked his head out of his arms and shouted.
Then Kristel muttered earnestly.
“Prince······. Since I’m lying on my back, wouldn’t I have no choice but to open my eyes like that?”
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Oh
“Are you done?”
A quiet low-pitched sound was heard. Our gazes were directed to one place at the same time.
The man who made even an ordinary sofa look like a treasure was sitting still and looking at me.
“Yeah, what… I have done everything I have to say.”
I nodded my head, feeling strangely embarrassed.
The sparkling orange eyes immediately turned to the nobles.
Somehow, it looked similar to Emperor Frederic.
He’s not laughing, is he having fun right now?
“Now it is time for the lords to tell me.”
The father said as if chewing.
The man who captured the atmosphere at a glance looked like a burning ruby.
Sir John quietly took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves.
The nobles who had stretched out with their eyeballs rolling became tired of blue.
“If there is a truth hidden, you will see my sword.”
The royal family gave a stern warning. gulp. There was the sound of someone swallowing dry saliva.
*
All the nobles entangled in the kkakdugi board lined up in a long line.
The crown prince was seated at the highest point, and to his right, Sir Elizabeth, sat at a table.
Sir John was standing to the left of the prince, observing the nobles.
The first person to confess was a middle-aged woman we saw as soon as we entered Blois.
Joo-pok climbed the table and screamed.
Coincidentally, she was a theft victim that Kristel had seen here.
“I will summarize. The baron is the owner of Blois here. And the baron and his close friend suffered damage from Madame Victoire side by side. The two of them had the eleventh drinking party to expound on it, and then ran into Director Bakari. There was no way to resolve his anger, so he quarreled with him, and a fight broke out. Is that correct?”
Count Soh asked sternly. The baron, ‘Gian Tillier’, retorted.
“no! you’re making me sad I was only telling the truth. But the manager gave a rude answer. It was a remark I couldn’t ignore as the third-generation only daughter of the best puncher in the middle of the country. It’s okay.”
she shrugged The nobleman waiting for his turn at the back said, ‘That’s right!’ and agreed
It seemed like he was the baron’s friend.
The prince glanced at the two men and women with eyes that saw the pitiful things in the world.
Baron Tilly seems to have frequent fistfights, and now I see that his nose is severely curved and his knuckles are ragged.
A large burn mark remained on the back of his neck.
Even though he took off his luxurious jacket, the smell of alcohol vibrated around him.
She was a wealthy, ignorant upper class who proudly considered herself a drunkard and a thug.
People are all the same, and wherever they go, the truth is… It was shocking to me that it was so real even in the novel.
I clicked my tongue and rubbed Bakari’s robes with a wet towel.
Christel, sitting next to him, was in charge of his vest.
“You don’t have to. It’s okay to throw away your clothes.”
Bakari, wrapped in a blanket, dissuaded him.
Unlike the time when Blanquere’s lord’s castle warned, ‘Keep a distance from Sir Sarnez,’ it was a depressing attitude.
Even if I get sick of it and hate it, the old days are better.
“Still, I have to drain the blood, dry it and wear it. It’s cold outside. He said he came without a servant to help.”
“·················ogue.”
I answered. There was no response back.
It was warm and bright in front of the fireplace, so it was good for the wounded to rest.
Just then, a friendly servant brought the cocoa I had asked for.
When I took it and held it out, my blue-silver eyes turned. The fuss.
“drink. My hair is less dry. Please sit comfortably, thinking you are cooperating with the investigation.”
Christel said with a smirk.
Her indigo hair, which she had washed with clean water, was droopy.
The little boy looked at her and me alternately, and he broke his luck with difficulty.
“I······.”
“Chief of the neighbourhood. what did i do wrong An honest lord like me is rare, yes? I haven’t raised a single penny in taxes in the past twenty years, and I haven’t even touched the common people for fear of escaping at night. Even if you drink alcohol, you only beat the nobles. And today is the first time in the workplace.”
“Your tongue is sore, Baron. Don’t you think it’s uncomfortable and you want to cut it?”
When the baron uttered nonsense, Sir John asked softly.
I turned to look at him in awe.
“My hair will be three times the length of mine.”
He added a breeze. So yes, I was surprised.
“I don’t want to spend the time of the royal family discussing the lowliness of the lord. What I want is information about a thief named Victoire d’Andrége.”
The unseen father was terrified. He was very sensitive to people, and his s*x was like fire.
The baron was nervous about adding more remarks, but she snapped her tail down.
He even unwrapped the crumpled hem of his clothes.
“Yes, my lord. I’ll tell you what I know. Another piece of information I have. In the central part of the country, it is famous as a vivid informant who scans all the fabrics when they say ’tilier’.”
It must be a living fist. I rubbed my mouth. Even while drunk, the baron was strong and weak.
“Well, listen. You all know the story of Count Andrésie. These are the sandals who say they have nothing to do with the family even though the damn phantom thieves, whether they are Victoire or Bertrand, use their surnames.”
she opened the door The nobles standing in line shouted loudly.
Kristel and I exchanged glances.
“Is there anyone who doesn’t know that the Andrégies have more sects than enemies from generation to generation? At least in our Baron Tillie, a passing dog knows, this is it. A family with two illegitimate children when one red daughter is born, and four abandoned children when two daughters are born. It was not Andrégie.”
“Oh my God, Baron! Be careful!”
“But I heard the rumors too.”
“Is that real? Are there still people like that in the Empire?”
“A lot!”
– Exactly!
The prince took off his gloves and snapped his fingers.
Then the intestines became quiet as if cold water had been poured.
Paradoxically, a fireball was blazing at his fingertips.
I frowned at the information stuck in my ear. A conversation with the emperor flashed through my mind.
‘It is also accurate to say that the nobles of the Empire value face and authority, but square stones are also common.’
‘Are you saying that Victoire could be an illegitimate child of a nobleman or an abandoned child?’
‘okay.’
······no way. Did the emperor know? from the beginning?
“Hmm! That’s why Baron Savannier, who was stuck right next to Andrégée, became Viktoire’s first victim. I must have robbed it from the nearest place as a test. I leave my name and watch how they turn over in the gassols. Oh, I mean, I would have done that.”
She shook her head as if what she was saying wasn’t right.
The aristocrats murmured again.
“Your Majesty, Baron Savannie is my friend. There are stories that I have heard firsthand. What he said was that, if it had been so, would he have come forward as the first victim? The barn in the heart of Yeongjuseong has been robbed. Would you like to see the faces of Yeongji people out of shame? However, when my neighbor, Count Andrégée, saw a business card called ‘Victoire d’Andrége’, he groaned and burst into laughter, so he put a cannon into the guards first.”
“Huh!”
“Twitter.”
The nobles took out their fans and exchanged words in their ears fluttering. There was no audience.
“I can see clearly, clearly. Victoire is your illegitimate child. Would you have been treated properly in a family that had more children abandoned than raised children? He must have been evicted and lived alone in a house the size of the palm of his hand. This is revenge. He won’t stop until Andrégie’s name is properly painted. Hmm!”
The baron ended with a cough. Some of the audience applauded as if possessed.
Sir Elizabeth asked sharply through the noise.
“Baron. From what you just stated, you are already friends with two of the victims. You too are a victim. However, Victoire is famous among the common people as a righteous man. They are known to distribute stolen property to the poor.”
“That’s it. Commander of the neighborhood. The common people like it, so the nobles can be robbed? I heard you were young and talented, but was that a rumor?”
The middle-aged man smirked and asked. The sentence smelled like alcohol.
‘Oh, I hate to see you.’ Kristel shuddered and muttered.
Count Soh’s gray eyes didn’t flinch.
“It is not nonsense. Let me ask you one thing. What is the average tax rate for Baron Tilliers?”
“Oh, of course, I am walking the thirty percent that Your Majesty has ordered.”
“baron.”
The prince called her low. All eyes were on him.
No emotion was reflected on the man’s sculptural face.
Her forehead was straight, and her lips were as usual.
However, it was easy to find out if he was able to discriminate.
The prince was on the verge of exploding now. It sounded like a hallucination of a burning fuse.
His eyes were as dark as fire. The baron’s voice was slightly reduced.
“·······We walk 20% more. It’s not compulsory. It is a gift that is customary in our family.”
“Oh my gosh.”
His jaw clenched in shock.
Even though the large fireplace was pounding, the interior became chilly as if a ghost had passed.
It didn’t make sense. The emperor was limiting the tax imposed by local lords to a maximum of 30% of the harvest, and he received 10% of the national tax from the people.
This was the first part I studied when I was a young man.
If the lord took more than 40%, it would have existed only during the war era, but 50% higher than that.
“What is your friend’s estate?”
Sir Elizabeth asked in a low voice and looked behind her.
A friend of the baron cleared his throat.
“I, I have a total of 40 percent.”
“·················ogue.”
It was a conversation about whether or not he was any better. To me, they were the same people.
I had goosebumps on my forearm. Christel’s eyes flashed with anger.
she whispered
“Your Majesty could not have known that. And the same goes for Count Andrés.”
“yes. You don’t act like that just because you don’t want to pay attention to Victoire. To His Majesty…”
At that moment, the baron shrewdly bowed down to the prince. I jumped up from my seat. where
“Baron Tillie, you will be guilty of His Majesty anyway. So, apologize before you are taken away.”
“To call it an apple,”
“So why did you beat General Bakari here? Explain that too and apologize formally. You can go to jail and talk about the rest.”
Did you know I would forgot My teeth were ripped apart.
I could feel the eyes of the prophet touching his side face.