Chapter 89: Relisting Material(1)

Meanwhile, the city streets were tranquil; only a few guards were hanging around at night; this situation happened because of the news stating a tavern's massacre.

* rumble * * rumble *

The sound of horses knocking was loud on the city streets at night, with moonlight illuminating the horse-drawn carriage, making it look like the horse-drawn carriage had light shining on the road around it.

Not only were their horse-drawn carriages, but a couple of personal bodyguards also escorted the horse-drawn carriage.

The bodyguard is Desmond's personal bodyguard who usually patrols Desmond's yard; it's different from the guard gate.

Actually, Desmond's family had many bodyguards; it's just that they often gathered at the port as representatives to carry out the business trading goods between kingdoms.

…

Desmond was seen inside the carriage contemplating staring at the night sky, which was illuminated by small stars.

"How long has it been? 1 year? Hopefully, Alice is well there…. "

Perhaps due to his past life influences, Desmond's attitude towards his new family had softened from his initial indifference.

In his old world, the mafia was very cruel to strangers, but their character would drastically change if in front of their family.

…

Arriving at the main door, the coachman got out and opened the door for Desmond.

"Please, young master," the coachman said as he lowered his head towards Desmond.

"En."

Desmond came down and saw that two maids greeted him at the door.

"Welcome, Young Master. Would you like to have dinner?"

One of the maids said while the other maids headed for the carriage to pick up the "item" Desmond had bought.

"No need," Desmond answered and turned around. "Put these items in the backyard; I want to do an experiment."

"Yes, young master," the maid who was unloading the 'item' replied.

After confirming this, Desmond looked back at the maid in front of him, "Prepare me financial reports that will be used for next month and also bring wine to my room."

"Yes, young master." The maid lowered her head slightly as Desmond walked past her.

…

After Desmond entered the house, it was seen that the coachman of the horse-drawn carriage had not yet left.

He looked curiously at the slave Desmond bought.

"Hey, do you know what young master will do to this slave?"

While the coachman was asking, the guards who were escorting Desmond earlier were helping the maid guide the 'item.'

Seeing his question being ignored, the coachman snapped.

"Hey! "

Simultaneously, when those who were guiding Desmond's "item" heard this, they stopped their step.

One of the guards approached the coachman and whispered in his ear.

"Lower your voice. Otherwise, your fate will be the same as a hired coachman who goes missing somewhere in the middle of the night."

Although this guard did not witness the scene, news of this had already spread among the guards. Fortunately, they careful; only the guards and maids of Desmond's family knew about this.

Instantly, the coachman's small hair stood up, but still, he was astonished and saw the guard in front of him with a confused look.

"What do you mean? Wouldn't young master have fun with that "stuff"? " The driver smiled broadly; he accidentally scanned all of Desmond's "stuff" and dreamed of himself taking Desmond's place.

Seeing this, the guard frowned and whispered once more.

"It's not like your imagination, I mean 'disappear' is not seen until the end of the world."

The smile on the coachman's face froze; his expression was then replaced by fear. Maybe because it was already night, the wind at night also made his body shiver.

"I understand; thank you, friend, for providing this important information." The coachman nodded repeatedly and wanted to head back to the horse-drawn carriage, but his steps stopped when he felt a hand on the shoulder.

"And also, don't tell anyone outside this family if you want to live."

The guard whispered the last words to the coachman, and then he returned to help the other guards along with the maids to guide Desmond's "stuff."

"YES !!!"

Because of his fear earlier, the coachman accidentally shouted and immediately ran to the horse carriage.

When those who were guiding Desmond's "stuff" saw this, they laughed evilly.

…

At the same time, in Desmond's room.

Desmond, who was reading the parchments containing the expenditure plan for the next month, turned his gaze to his bedroom window.

"YES !!!"

He heard a seemingly familiar voice screaming in the middle of the night.

"Ah ... tonight was very tiring." Desmond sighed and then continued to read the parchment in front of him.

* knock * * knock * * knock *

"Enter."

While reading, Desmond lifted his head and saw a maid enter with a glass of wine along with a plate filled with ice cream.

"Hmm?"

The maid standing at the door saw Desmond's confused look; she felt hesitant to answer and remained standing at the door while lowering her head.

"Put it here and explain," Desmond said as he returned his gaze to the parchment.

The maid then put the glass and plate on the side of Desmond's table.

Desmond realized that this maid hadn't spoken either; he lifted his head only to see the maid staring at him doubtfully.

Desmond sighed.

"Just talk…"

The maid let out a breath before finally raising her head and looking directly into Desmond's eyes.

"Actually, today is Miss Alice's birthday."

"AH."

After hearing this, Desmond turned his gaze to the window of his room again. "It's already autumn, huh ..."

Apart from the bright moonlight shining on his room, he also saw some dry leaves falling down.

"Yes, young master."

The maid remained silent on the spot, waiting for Desmond's next command.

After a few minutes of gazing at the scene outside his window, Desmond returned to his senses and saw his maid still standing beside him.

"Uhm ... I have read all this." Desmond paused for a moment as if he was thinking about something. " Take 60k koin from the bag that I brought with me. That's enough for 5 years. "

Surprisingly, maybe because this was the first time young master had so much money, he even brought a bag of money containing 90k gold coins to the auction? the maid thought.

But who is she? Dare to questioned her master order?

"Yes, young master," the maid saluted before going out and closing the door.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published by Webnovel]