196: Chapter 107 Conspiracy_3 196: Chapter 107 Conspiracy_3 Servants within the castle, actually plotting against a staying guest?
Such humiliation, even for someone as even-tempered as him, was utterly intolerable.
Yet at this moment, still no one had come from the castle, Leon couldn’t help but turn around and roar outside the door, “Guards——!!
Where are the guards?!
Are all the damn guards deaf?!”
Olivia looked at the youth before her, showing an anger she had never seen before, and couldn’t help but reach out and tug at his sleeve.
“Don’t be angry, Leon, I’m not hurt.
This guy was so clumsy, sauntering in and getting knocked down by me straight away.”
But Leon, in his rage, couldn’t swallow his panic from a moment ago, and helplessly said to the girl, “You’re not hurt because you’re strong enough, but what if you were just an ordinary girl…”
Halfway through his sentence, Leon stopped speaking, took a deep breath, and said directly to Olivia without avoiding the subject, “Let’s not be apart tonight, let’s say I am scared, together you can protect me too, right?”
That was indeed the case, their staying together meant that now he was the one truly being looked after.
Of course, this was also for peace of mind; anyway, Leon did not want to let the girl out of his sight tonight, no matter what.
Olivia nodded with a warmth in her heart, simply giving a quiet “Mhm,” without any sign of objection.
After all, it wasn’t the first time they had just rested in the same room together.
Leon then couldn’t help but look outside the door again.
“…Where have all the guards gone?
Can’t they hear this?”
He felt he had slept heavily that night, but was also startled awake by Olivia’s calls for the guards.
With the shouts he had made earlier, it was unreasonable for there to be no stir from the guards downstairs.
Plus, it wasn’t just him and Olivia who were staying in the rooms up and down this tower, so why had no one come after such a long shouting?
Was the soundproofing in this tower that good?
Olivia, hearing Leon’s doubt, suddenly had a grim expression, glancing sideways at the intruder curled up, clutching his severed hand, and suppressing whimpers.
Under the light of the candlestick held aloft by Leon, the girl recognized the person.
It was the strange servant who had spoken to her earlier that day.
“Answer me, whose blood is on the dagger?
Did you kill the guards below?!”
The girl pointed her sword at him, continuing her previous question.
no—” The man dressed as a castle servant had terror in his eyes but remained silent, his bloodied mouth shut tight.
Leon surveyed the chaotic ground around him and noticed the bloody weapon Olivia mentioned.
The blood on it seemed not yet dry.
But if the girl was not hurt, then whose blood was it?
Piecing together the total lack of reaction from the guards below right now, Leon regained his rational mind from his anger, realizing something was amiss.
A castle servant daring enough to consume courage like a bear or leopard, not only intruding into the guest knight’s attendant’s room late at night with ill intent but also having killed the soldier keeping watch at the door??
“Let’s go together, I’ll look after this guy, you handle the light, and let’s take him outside to fetch someone.”
Leon handed the candlestick to Olivia, moved towards the man, and roughly pulled him up, then with his sword, pushed the guy towards the door.
As he forcefully dragged the staggering man out, Leon suddenly felt something prick under his bare foot by the door.
He stopped in his tracks and looked down.
Seeing Leon’s sudden reaction, Olivia hurriedly lowered the candle to light his way.
There, at the original position of the door gap, was a small segment of a solidified strip that had not burned completely, its charred forward end clearly showing traces of having been lit before.
Leon looked at the color and characteristics of this object after being burned…
it looked strangely familiar.