Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 880: Pursuit and Interrogation

"Is Miss Messiah here?" Loran Hill, who had just woken up, heard Miss Charlene's voice looking for him.

"Yes." She bit her hairband, looked at the dressing mirror, quickly tied the hair at the back of her head, and then walked out the door.

Miss Charlene was still dressed as usual, with a woven waistcoat draped over her shoulders and a dark dress, which was decent yet low-key.

Miss Charlene looked at Loran Hill. The blonde swordswoman was still as cute as ever. "Did you get a good rest last night?"

"Well enough."

"That's good." Miss Charlene pressed her forehead lightly with her fingers.

"I think there will be a lot going on lately. Why don't we go have breakfast together and I'll talk to you."

"Yeah." Then the two of them walked downstairs.

When they arrived at a place in the yard, someone in the caravan had already prepared breakfast, and Charlene asked someone to bring two servings.

After eating some bread, Miss Charlene began to tell about what she had seen and heard last night.

"Initially, I was called over by Viscount Mo Ruo to check on some situations. After all, our Chamber of Commerce has been entering and leaving the castle more frequently recently."

"But fortunately, Viscount Mo Ruo didn't doubt us at all and quickly turned his attention to other things."

"Kevin is in a tough spot this time. He'll probably be punished and locked up for a while. But in my opinion, there's no need to worry too much. After all, he's an elder of the Moruo family and has been serving them since his grandfather's generation."

"Although Viscount Mo Ruo is very angry now, he will not kill him for this."

"But the situation for others may not be so simple. When I was there yesterday, I saw a captured adventurer. He seemed to be from a certain organization..." Miss Sharlene spoke of last night's situation with lingering fear.

"These nobles, even though they appear to be pleasant on a daily basis, can be brutal and bloody if you offend them."

"The recent lockdown will have to continue for a while. If possible, Messia should not run around and just stay here to avoid attracting attention."

"Thank you, Miss Charlene." Loran Hill expressed his gratitude, then hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Why does Miss Charlene take such good care of me?" In fact, they had only known each other for a short time.

After hearing this, Miss Charlene blinked, looked at Loran Hill and burst out laughing again.

"Why? Because I'm a businessman."

"Messia is quite unconscious about certain things. How many geniuses do you think are there in the Southern Territory who can reach Sequence 5 before the age of 20?"

"A genius like you, in a few years, will probably become a great figure that I can't even reach. And you're so beautiful, maybe one day you'll be noticed by a prince and become the mistress of a certain family."

"So, of course we have to establish a good relationship now." Miss Charlene smiled calmly. Over the past few days, she gradually understood the character of this Messia. If she used other sweet words to fool her, it would probably only tarnish this flawless gem.

"Maybe one day, you'll be a strong support for a weak woman like me." After saying this, Miss Charlene lightly pressed her chest with her fingers to express her pity and weakness. However, such behavior was not very convincing.