Working Prophet

Chapter 233 Hells’ defense

A man with short stature and a very avant-garde afro walked out from behind the scenes.

His boots stepped on the wooden boards of the stage like a gust of wind and rain, and every step of his footsteps could restore the anger in his heart.

And when he came on stage, he didn't show off his singing voice like other actors. Instead, he pointed at the lady next to Hugo and cursed directly.

"Katherine, you bitch! How did you promise me last time? Just how long has passed, and now you are in love with this little bastard from the Weir family again! I'm really pissed off!!"

When he said the last half of the sentence, all the hair on his head really stood up, like steel needles.

The noble lady named Catherine's face changed suddenly when she heard this. She obviously did not expect that her man would appear here.

Because the two had just exchanged letters not long ago, Fabrice told her in the letter that he would be busy counting the losses in the territory recently.

Find out which losses were caused by the black dragon and which losses were blamed on the corrupt officials.

Because of this, Catherine and Hugo appeared openly in public.

As for the possible rumors, Catherine didn't take it to heart at all, because her love affair was already known throughout the West before she married Fabrice.

She didn't restrain herself much after marriage, but she got through it easily every time.

If Catherine considers herself second when it comes to manipulating men, then no woman dares to claim first.

Fabrice even turned against a friend who kindly reminded him about similar "rumors". After that, no one asked for trouble and told him such a thing again.

And I don’t know what kind of confusion Catherine fed Fabrice, and Fabrice actually allowed his wife to stay in the more prosperous and lively Yanxue City for half of the year.

The affair between the head of the Popo family and his beloved wife is almost a well-known secret in the aristocratic circles of the Western Region.

No one even thought that one day this secret would be exposed by the person involved.

Fabrice's violent scolding made Catherine stupid. All kinds of filthy words were spewed out as if they were free of money. They were as unpleasant as they wanted.

In the end, he even shouted that he wanted to duel Hugo again, which made the latter tremble with fear.

In a critical moment, it was Hulls who saved his life.

The second son of Marquis Cullen coughed lightly and plucked the strings, "Sir Fabrice, you haven't said yet who stopped the duel between you and this young man."

The head of the Popo family cursed a few more times, and then said angrily, "It's Lord David. I let that little bastard go for his sake."

The crowd was in uproar again.

"You say it's unfounded, do you have any evidence?" Hells asked again.

"I am willing to swear on my honor!" Fabrice shouted, "And in order to compensate me afterwards, Lord David ordered more than seven thousand gold coins worth of wood from my forest farm."

"Oh, I remember this too. The family used to purchase wood from the Redmayne family." Hulse added.

The uproar in the crowd became louder, and then many people turned their attention to the figure in the front row.

David's expression remained calm, "Are you finished?"

"Not yet." Hells continued, "As for the accusation that I colluded with the birdman named Gabriel, I also have a few points to defend. I don't know him at all, have never met him, and have never asked him to Control that black dragon to attack everywhere."

"But you were against dragon slaying at the beginning." A noble who participated in the previous two dragon slaying meetings couldn't help but say.

"I did underestimate our opponent," Hulls admitted, "but I paid the price for it."

"If you are talking about the time you fell into the river..."

"No, I'm talking about Stiles, the head of the Lassiter family. He is a brave man. After hearing about the evil deeds committed by the black dragon in Blackstone City, he did not hide in the wine cellar and dungeon. I chose to inspect the defenses on the territory, but was trampled to death by the black dragon on the way."

"But Stiles is known to be closer to your brother."

"That's just the appearance you see. In fact, Stiles is my friend, and not just an ordinary friend."

"Stiles is dead, of course you can say whatever you want..."

"I can prove it!"

A voice sounded, and the speaker was a little girl about the same age as Ilea.

Most of the nobles present did not recognize her, but some people who were familiar with Stiles recognized her. There were expressions of surprise on all faces.

The girl then introduced herself, "I'm Styles' little daughter."

Under the gaze of so many people, her voice trembled a little, "A few days ago, when I was sorting out my father's belongings, I found some letters.

"He kept those letters in a very private place, and the person he corresponded with was Mr. Hells. In those letters, it can be seen that the relationship between them... is extraordinary, so I don't think He Sir Sir will kill my father.

"In the latest letter, they were still discussing the dragon and speculating on the authenticity of the matter. My father even planned to send people to Green Field to find out what happened. I brought these letters together."

As the girl spoke, she took out a thick stack of letters from the basket on the side.

Even David was a little surprised this time. He raised his eyebrows and said to his brother on the stage, "Stiles is actually yours?"

"We are just pen pals who share common interests and exchange political opinions from time to time," Hells corrected.

"Whatever you say." David didn't take it seriously. After a pause, he added, "Do you know why I came to watch this play today and asked you to finish singing your part on the stage? , and no one came to arrest you."

"Because there were too many people watching today?"

David shook his head, "No, because my father is not in Yanxue City, I must shoulder the heavy responsibility he left behind and maintain the family's reputation. Whether you believe it or not, I will not let you be saddled with colluding with foreigners to kill vassals. stigma."

After saying that, he turned to the female lord on the side and said, "How about it, can you accept his explanation? Miss Ilea."

"I can believe that he is not the murderer of my father, but you also heard what he said before." Miss Rabbit said coldly, "How do you plan to explain the relationship between you and Fabrice?"

"Do you know that as a vassal, it is a very important job to mediate the conflicts between your vassals? My father gave this part of the work to me. Of course, I have to complete it seriously, otherwise I can't just watch the card. Roman’s only son must have died in the duel with Fabrice.”

"Really, but that's not what Carloman said." The girl raised her voice, "I recorded his voice. Do you want to listen to it together?"

I can see the messages in the comment area, but it seems that they cannot be displayed for the time being. I guess they will not be released until this special period has passed~

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