Bernie (repair)
Elena, who was full of complaints, finally arranged a guest room for Leonard.
You can't really let him lie on the roof of the study all night.
Doesn't that mean she's being monitored?
After making arrangements with Leonard, Elena didn't want to stay up late reading anymore, so she washed up and went to bed.
The next day, people from the side branch came again. The side relatives who had come yesterday came with an old man with a white beard.
This old man with white beard is the uncle of Elena's father, Viscount Elro, which means he is Elena's great-uncle. Well, the person who came is one generation older.
Elena listened to the scolding of the old man with white beard with an expressionless face.
He always thinks he is right, so let him talk. She won't listen anyway.
"You must apologize to Eli's family and make amends."
"The murderer who killed Eli must be hunted down. This lawless villain must go to hell. In addition, the reward for his capture must be provided by the Viscount's Mansion."
"Eli's funeral must be handled by the Viscount's Mansion. The compensation must be at least 50 gold coins. And you must arrange a suitable position for Eli's eldest son. Otherwise, how will his family live in the future?"
"You are still young and not yet an adult. According to convention, the affairs of the Viscount's Mansion should be handed over to the elders."
"Besides, you're still a girl and will have to get married. We can't let you take all the wealth accumulated by generations of the Field family. Therefore, the title must be inherited by a man from our family. I will write to the Earl of Barnett to explain this, and our family will select the most suitable candidate to inherit the title."
The old man with white beard kept talking to himself, as if he had the final say here. Elena didn't interrupt him at the beginning, so he thought he had shocked Elena, and what he said became more and more excessive.
Elena calmly chose "Invitation of the Dead".
This nagging old guy should just die soon. He is useless and will be a nuisance if he stays in the world.
Having learned from the last lesson, Elena decided to take matters into her own hands.
No one else could do it as easily as she could do it herself, and it wouldn't dirty her castle.
Grandpa Whitebeard poured out all his plans, and then, as if to show some favor, he asked Elena, "Do you have any opinions? If you do, feel free to raise them. I'll consider them."
Oh, consider it, you speak as if you are the viscount.
Elena sneered in her heart.
Grandpa Whitebeard waited for a few seconds. Seeing that Elena didn't say anything, he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, since you have no objection, then let's do it this way."
After saying that, he patted his butt and left, surrounded by his collateral relatives.
At the entrance of the hall, Elena watched the carriage leave with a sneer on her face.
"Miss, do you really want to listen to what Master Bernie says?" The butler looked worried.
"Only a fool would listen to that." Elena sneered and turned back.
At the top of the castle, in the shadows, Leonard closed his eyes and crossed his legs, seemingly unaware of what was happening below.
The carriage galloped smoothly out of the castle, out of the town of Fussen, and onto the bumpy country road.
Master Bernie does not live in the town of Fussen where the Viscount's Mansion is located, but in a manor not far from Fussen.
The horse's hooves clattered on the dirt road. The country road, which had been in disrepair for many years, had many potholes. The coachman carefully controlled the reins, trying to make the carriage run smoothly.
With a click, the wheel suddenly got stuck in a groove. At the moment of getting stuck, a small stone was knocked out of the pit by the impact of the wheel, flew obliquely into the trees beside the road, and accurately hit a beehive hanging on a tree.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, a large group of hornets flew out.
"Hey yo, hey yo." The coachman and Master Bernie's personal servant shouted and worked together to lift the stuck wheel.
The coachman wiped his sweat and was about to whip the horses to get the carriage moving again.
Buzz buzz buzz, a swarm of hornets swarmed over.
The wasp found its target and quickly attacked, stinging the coachman, the servant, and the horses.
The horse neighed and, in great pain, completely forgot the tameness it had been taught since childhood, and ran away pulling the carriage.
In the carriage, old Bernie, who had no idea what was happening, was stunned by the sudden galloping of the carriage, and his old bones were about to fall apart.
"What's going on? Old John! Old John! Oh~" Old Bernie bumped his head against the wall of the carriage. The next second, the carriage made a sharp turn and Old Bernie rolled directly in the carriage.
After another sharp turn, the dizzy old Bernie rolled out of the car door and fell to the ground. Then, under the control of inertia, he rolled down the steep dirt slope and fell accurately into a deep mud pit.
More than an hour later, the coachman and the servant finally arrived following the tracks of the ruts.
"Ah! Master!" The coachman Old John screamed in horror.
The servant's face was pale. He stared blankly at the body of Master Bernie stuck in the mud, then collapsed trembling.
Master Bernie fell off his horse and died. The news quickly spread to the Viscount's Mansion in Fussen.
The old butler reported this breaking news with mixed feelings, not sure whether it was good or bad.
The Field family has suffered a lot of misfortunes this year. Several of them have passed away in just a few days.
Elena picked up the teacup and gently sipped the black tea: "What a tragic accident. Please convey my grief to Master Bernie's family on my behalf. I will attend Master Bernie's funeral."
"yes."
After this incident, the Viscount's Mansion became much quieter, with no more uninvited guests coming.
In fact, the side branches were all afraid, thinking that the Viscount's Mansion was a place shrouded in dark clouds of bad luck and cursed by a wizard.
Think about it, first, Viscount Elro and his eldest son died in an accidental landslide and an attack by a pack of magic wolves, then Master Eli was chopped in half by a guy who appeared inexplicably, and his body was torn to pieces, and then Master Bernie was accidentally attacked by a hornet and fell off his horse and died.
If one thing is an accident, are three things still accidents?
Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.
The Viscount's Mansion is cursed.
The logic of this rumor was so strong that it quickly spread from within the Field family. From internal discussion, it became widely known. In the town of Fussen, where the Viscount's Mansion was located, the civilians in the town were also secretly spreading and discussing this rumor.
"Have you heard? It's terrible. The Viscount's Mansion is cursed."
"I heard that three tragedies happened in just a few days."
"There is only one young lady in the Viscount's Mansion now. What do you think?"
"Pfft, you don't want your head anymore? Don't say that."
"I'm just worried. What if something really happens? What will happen to our town in the future?"
Viscount's Mansion.
"I heard that your Viscount's Mansion is cursed. What do you think? Are you scared?" Leonard suddenly appeared outside the study window and appeared in front of Elena.
Elena, the heiress to the Viscount's Mansion, didn't even raise her head as she continued copying the legal documents she had found: "Where did you hear that?"
"Everyone in town is saying that." Leonard lifted his long legs and sat astride the windowsill. "They say that first Viscount Elro and Joeylai had an accident, and then Eli and Bernie had an accident. Viscount Elro and Joeylai are the owners of the Viscount's Mansion, and Eli and Bernie had an accident in the Viscount's Mansion, and the other happened after leaving the Viscount's Mansion. The deaths of all four people are related to the Viscount's Mansion, so the Viscount's Mansion is cursed. Listening to what they say, I think it makes sense."
Elena chuckled twice.
"How is it? Are you scared?" Leonard asked again.
Elena finally raised her head and rolled her eyes at him: "Aren't you the one who knows best what Eli's death is about?" It was you who killed him.
Leonard burst into laughter, then asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
Elena buried her head in transcribing: "What are you afraid of? I don't intend to default on your debt."
"Hahahahaha." Leonard laughed even louder.
After the death of Eli and Bernie, and after rumors spread that the Viscount's Mansion was cursed, no one cared about the title of Viscount anymore. Putting aside whether the curse was true or not, the remaining collateral relatives did not have the ambition of Eli, nor the meddlesomeness of Bernie. After comparing the risks and benefits, they rationally chose the most conservative approach, waiting and watching, and letting nature take its course.
No one questioned Elena's status as heir anymore.
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