Chapter 144 Hello, I'm here to kill people

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Eleanor sat quietly in front of the dressing mirror, holding up her long black hair with a numb expression, and combed it from the roots to the ends, repeating this action back and forth, mechanically and monotonously.

She was wearing an exquisite dress, dressed like an elegant and noble lady. If she appeared at the banquet, she would definitely be the most eye-catching one.

And she is indeed going to attend a banquet tonight.

The departure dinner from the Royal Supernatural Academy was to send off the fourth-term students who were about to go to the demon battlefield to carry out their mission.

This has been the college's tradition for hundreds of years.

Every night before departure, the girls would change into gorgeous dresses and the boys would put on their issued military uniforms, and after the buffet, they would dance together on the dance floor.

After all, there are many of them who may unfortunately die in the demon battlefield in the future, and this may be the last time they meet.

Therefore, even after the decline of the Bartlett family, Eleanor did not like such occasions, but she could not violate the rules of the academy.

In order to avoid being expelled from the college, she no longer has the qualifications to be as willful as before.

"Boom boom boom"

With a knock on the door, Eleanor came back to reality from her trance.

She was silent for a moment, then frowned: "Come in."

Fortunately, after the door was pushed open, Eleanor saw a maid with freckles on her face and pigtails tiptoeing into her room.

Seeing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were still dim: "Selin, why is it you?"

Hearing this, the maid put her finger to her lips and said, "Shh, Miss Eleanor, keep your voice down. I came to see you secretly without telling the head maid."

Then she walked quickly to Eleanor's side.

Seeing that her master's usually delicate and lovely face had become thinner, a trace of heartache flashed in the maid Serin's eyes.

She gently took the comb from Eleanor's hand, combed her hair, and whispered, "Miss Eleanor, I just received news that Viscount Wilson and his family seem willing to provide you with shelter. He once served as an adjutant under the Marquis, so he should be more trustworthy."

"Uncle Wilson?"

Eleanor's eyes lit up slightly when she heard the name.

Since she was currently under the close surveillance of the Mosgra family, the servants and subordinates around her were basically replaced by new faces. It went without saying that it was the work of those guys.

On weekdays, her behavior was obstructed everywhere. She didn't act like a daughter of a noble family at all, but more like a prisoner without freedom.

Even if she wanted to buy any book, she had to get it checked by Maria, the head maid, before reading it.

He was afraid that she would get in touch with some of the connections left over by Marquis Bartleron in the past.

Fortunately, today, her personal maid, Celine, who had not been seen for a long time, brought her good news.

"Did he say when?"

Eleanor subconsciously grabbed the maid Celine's arm, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

Now she is imprisoned in the Bartleon mansion, and her unconscious father is the best hostage, so she dare not act rashly.

If Earl Wilson could take her and her father out together, then at least the spark of a comeback would be preserved.

The maid, Serin, said in a serious tone, "Tonight, after the dinner at the academy is over, he will arrange for someone to stop your car on the way."

"As for Mr. Marquis, you don't have to worry. Viscount Wilson said he has his own arrangements."

Hearing this, Eleanor's eyes flashed with excitement.

She had been imprisoned in the cage woven by the Mosgra family for so long that she had almost lost hope of regaining her freedom.

Now that an old friend was finally willing to lend a helping hand, how could she not be happy? However, during the more than a year when her family was in decline, she had gradually developed a certain degree of cunning.

Things are accomplished through secrecy.

Thinking of this, Eleanor took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

After a moment, when she opened her eyes again, her vision had become dim again, as if what had just happened had never happened.

"You go first. Be careful not to reveal any flaws and be discovered by them."

Half an hour later, Eleanor, who had finished dressing up, left the room and temporarily parted with the maid Celine. Accompanied by two strange maids, she came to the head maid's room.

It was the master bedroom, much larger and more ornately decorated than Eleanor's room.

It almost feels like the opposite of Tiangang.

When she walked in, head maid Maria was already waiting in the room.

"You are late." The middle-aged maid looked at her pocket watch with an indifferent expression. "Being punctual is a virtue that aristocrats should have, but it seems that you don't have such qualities."

"Perhaps it's because the Bartleron family tradition is not strict, so you haven't been taught enough in the past. This is actually a very shameful thing."

"But the future is still long. I will teach you similar things one by one in the future so that you will never forget them."

As she spoke, she put away the pocket watch and examined the pretty and beautiful girl with a look as if she were examining an object.

She is clearly just the head maid, but she looks a bit superior at the moment.

However, Eleanor seemed not to hear anything and stood there without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Maria, the head maid, couldn't help but frowned: "Your style is more inclined to be pure, rather than the kind of dress that pretends to be mature, so I think your current hairstyle is not suitable for today's dinner, and it will show the inappropriate side of the Bartleron family."

"Do you think it should be replaced?"

The middle-aged head maid said calmly.

Eleanor deadpanned, "You decide."

Seeing this, the middle-aged head maid nodded and said, "Someone come."

A moment later, two maids came over and took her to the dressing mirror. They untied her hair, which she had worked so hard to braid, and combed it into a less conspicuous look according to Maria's instructions.

Perhaps, his real intention was simply to prevent the beautiful Eleanor from overshadowing him.

As for who is the master, it is self-evident.

"Miss Eunice of the Mosgra family will also attend the dinner." As she watched the maid tidy up Eleanor's hair, Maria, the head maid, said lightly, "As one of the initiators of the dinner and a socialite in Glostin's social scene, you should learn more from her in terms of your words and deeds."

"In addition, it is said that the Fourth Prince will also attend the banquet tonight, and will use the name of the royal family to honor the students who are about to go to war. When the time comes, you will dance the last dance with him to end the banquet."

"Do you understand, Miss Eleanor?"

Although it was a question, Maria's words revealed a sense of unquestionability.

Ever since they were sent here by the Mosgra family, they have indirectly controlled the mansion.

After all, the owner of the mansion, Marquis Bartletleon, is in a coma at the moment and is a complete vegetable who needs care.

With such a weak spot, they were not afraid that Eleanor would do anything rebellious.

Hearing her words, Eleanor subconsciously covered the needle hole on her wrist with her sleeve, and a hint of anger appeared in her bright blue eyes.

Ever since the last conflict with Eunice, the Fourth Prince's demand for blood has indeed increased, from one tube of blood to ten tubes.

But how could she be so stupid as to let herself be bullied like this?

The transaction was terminated immediately.

However, the Fourth Prince seemed to be particularly interested in her, or rather, in the blood of the Bartleon family.

So in order to force her to agree to the deal, all kinds of things were put on her during this period of time, and even the Supreme Court was going to restart the investigation into the Bartleon family.

This also made Eleanor feel discouraged, and she even thought it would be nice to just die.

Fortunately, today, the maid Serin brought her one of the few good news recently.

"I see."

After a moment's silence, Eleanor whispered.

Hearing this, Maria's maid's eyes flashed with surprise: "Miss Eleanor seems to be particularly obedient today. Did something good happen to her?"

Her words were pointed.

Eleanor's heart tightened, but she pretended to be calm on the surface and said, "This is what you want anyway, isn't it?"

Maid Maria squinted her eyes and looked at her for a while, then nodded: "Since you are so sensible, our work will naturally be a lot easier."

"Well, there is a carriage ready for you outside the door. You can set off now."

As she spoke, she patted Eleanor's shoulder.

Eleanor lifted her skirt without saying a word, and, accompanied by Maria, the head maid, she slowly walked out of the Bartleron mansion.

Looking at the approaching carriage and recalling the news brought by the maid Celine, Eleanor's heartbeat quickened slightly.

Almost there.

Tonight, I can break free from this damn cage and escape from the surveillance of the Mosgra family!

When the time comes, I will definitely... As soon as this thought appeared in my mind, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking behind me.

Eleanor turned her head subconsciously and found a figure suddenly falling from the sky.

When their eyes met, she read fear and despair in the other's eyes.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a dull thud, the sound of a human body hitting the ground reached Eleanor's ears, with smoke and dust faintly splashing around.

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Then, a bright red color like paint was seen flowing slowly from the body that was twisted beyond human shape and gradually spreading.

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her. Her originally burning heart seemed to gradually stop beating, and the blood in her body was about to freeze into ice.

The maid, Celine, who had just combed her hair, turned into a warm corpse in the blink of an eye.

"Perhaps a disobedient maid couldn't stand the punishment." Maria's voice drifted into my ears, as if she had expected this scene. "So, only if people learn to be obedient can they have a brighter future."

"By the way, Miss Eleanor, this person seems to be your former personal maid. She is a habitual liar. I transferred her away from you out of consideration for you."

"When you met her, you didn't believe her ridiculous lies, did you?"

Hearing this, tears welled up in the corners of Eleanor's eyes, and her already empty eyes became even more desperate.

It turned out that everything he did had been under their surveillance.

You bunch of damn demons.

After watching Eleanor get on the carriage in a daze, Head Maid Maria withdrew her gaze and returned to the mansion accompanied by the maids.

At this moment, it seems that Eleanor Bartlett's rebellious mentality has been completely shattered.

At least, it will be impossible to rekindle the fighting spirit in a short period of time.

In this way, the last obstacle for the entire Bartleon family will no longer exist.

It can be said that I have perfectly completed the task assigned to me by my family.

Thinking of this, Maria, the head maid, smiled.

Now, apart from the unconscious Marquis Bartletleon, Eleanor was the only one left in the mansion.

The eldest son had already died on the battlefield, and although his widow is now missing, she is pregnant with the bloodline that legally inherits the title of Bartléon, which is always a hidden danger.

The Mosgra family has probably already sent people to search.

But Glostin is too big, and no results will be seen in a short time.

Fortunately, that is not something that Head Maid Maria should consider.

All she had to do was to keep the mansion under her control at all times and wait for the orders from the Mosgra family.

Thinking of this, Maria, the head maid, suddenly stopped and whispered to the maid beside her, "Is there any news about the second son who was exiled to the border?"

"No, most likely he's dead."

Hearing this, Maid Maria nodded.

After a while, a servant came over and asked, "Maid, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat now?"

"Can."

A few minutes later, she appeared in the dining room of Bart Leon's mansion and sat alone at the main seat.

Looking at the food being served on the table one by one, under the light of candlelight, she actually felt a sense of power at this moment, as if she had really become the master of this family.

Even if she wasn't, so what? Even the most favored daughter of the Bartleron family had to bow down in front of her.

This is the thrill of power.

Maria, the head maid, thought in a good mood.

Just as she was gradually immersed in the wonderful atmosphere of dinner, something unexpected happened.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the door of the mansion, which was originally closed, was suddenly kicked open by someone.

She subconsciously stood up, left the restaurant, and looked towards the door following the sound.

A group of rough-looking servants with border ancestry rushed into the Bartletleon mansion in a menacing manner and lined up in the hall, as if they were waiting for some respected and important person to arrive.

"Who are you? This is Bart Leon's territory. Without the owner's permission, you are not qualified to enter at will!"

While signaling her subordinates with her eyes to notify the guards of the manor to come and rescue, Maria, the head maid, spoke loudly with the majesty of a superior.

However, these people ignored her and didn't even blink.

After a moment, a pair of unhurried footsteps sounded from the door.

It looks like the real boss has arrived.

Maria, the head maid, could not help but frown, wanting to see who was so blind as to dare to offend the Mosgra family, which was currently at the peak of its power in the imperial capital.

No matter who it is, they will definitely make the other person look good.

Thinking of this, she immediately looked up.

But then, head maid Maria's expression froze on her face.

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man walked in against the light. He had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a violent snowstorm.

"Is it you?"

Her voice was filled with shock.

After all, she had just heard from the servants not long ago that the second son of the Bartleon family might have died at the border.

But not long after, he appeared in front of her alive.

It all seemed like a dream.

Thinking back on all the grievances between him and the Mosgra family, it seemed that they were all caused by the conflict between Miss Irina and the second son.

For some reason, looking at the other person's expression, Maria, the head maid, suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"I haven't been back for more than a year, so I don't know many new faces in the house." The young man brushed off the dust on his shoulders and said, "Hello, my name is Lynn Bartleron, and I am the only legitimate and legal heir to this family. You can call me Master, or Master Lynn."

Trouble is coming.

Head Maid Maria suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, I haven't received any notification that Master Lin En is going home." Her voice was very calm, "So before you enter, please show me something that can prove your identity to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

It's not that she was deliberately making things difficult, but she had already sent someone to inform the Mosgra family, so it would be better to buy time and wait for someone to come.

She didn't have the authority to deal with Lin En, so she had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

However, head maid Maria seemed to have miscalculated one thing.

Hearing her words, Lynn sighed for some reason.

"The strategy of using courtesy before force really doesn't suit me. Forget it, let's not deal with these nonsense." He shook his head and signaled to the border guards, "Kill them all. No, let's just arrest them first."

"And ask for me where Eleanor is now."

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