Then, Lucien directly stabbed the sword at Chris’s throat without any hesitance. Chris’s eyes opened wide, but he could not make a sound. His blood bubbled from his mouth and throat. Lucien calmly pulled the sword back, "You know too much."
Although Lucien did not think he would be able to find the so-called Carendia Castle, he did not want to leave any risk here for himself, just in case, especially because he did not trust Chris at all. Who knew whether this rogue would sell this information to someone else afterwards.
Although in the beginning he felt bad, Lucien had to admit that now he felt way less guilty about killing someone who could be a great danger to himself, as long as the person was not his friend or not innocent.
Chris’s body hit the wood floor of the coach and made a thud.
A small cluster of flame appeared on Lucien’s finger tip and quickly burned the piece of paper completely down. Then, without hesitation, Lucien opened the window of the coach and called Betty’s name gently, "Betty, can you come over here?"
Although his voice was low, Betty was still taken aback.
"Mr. Evans! You scared me a bit!" Although she was complaining, there was a sweet smile on her face.
Then Betty stood up and walked toward the coach, and at this time, what was mentioned once by Joanna and Simon suddenly occurred to her: it was not uncommon to have some clients who would ask for some "extra" services if his female guard was good-looking or had a nice figure. If the client was generous enough and was not annoying to the guard, some of them, who were quite open-minded about sex, would be willing to have an intimate relationship with their clients. After all, they also had physiological needs, and there would be a decent amount of money for them.
However, Betty regarded herself as quite conservative, and although Mr. Evans was quite handsome and generous, she was still not going to agree.
When Betty was considering how to refuse Mr. Evans, the young lord said to her calmly, "A thief sneaked into the coach."
"What?!" Betty raised her tone and immediately covered her mouth. Luckily, none of the others were woken up because of her shout. She quickly got on the coach and saw a body lying on the floor. "Chris…?! He’s a rogue?" Betty’s eyes opened wide, "Is he… dead?"
"I think so," Lucien answered in a plain tone.
"Mr. Evans…" Betty turned around and looked at him, "You killed him?"
"Yes." Lucien smiled, "He was trying to steal my sword, and he failed. I woke up during the process and killed him."
Since Betty had always regarded Lucien as just a young noble who wouldn’t even dare to kill a chicken, Lucien’s reaction after killing a person and the smile on his face sort of scared her, but soon she calmed down.
"Mr. Evans, you’re stronger than I thought," said Betty. She now believed that this young noble man sitting in front of her should be about the level of a high level knight squire.
"Can you deal with the body, Betty?" Lucien did not respond to Betty’s comment but pointed at the body on the floor.
"Of course, this is my fault… I should apologize for letting a thief sneak into your coach." Betty lowered her head, and then looked at Lucien again with her big eyes, "…Mr. Evans, can you keep this as a secret from my sister and Simon? She would be quite disappointed and mad if she got to know that I was not doing a good job at protecting our client."
Lucien titled his head and smiled, "I won’t tell your sister. Just be careful. Don’t wake her up when you’re dealing with the body."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Evans!" Betty was very grateful, since this kind of fault could be very bad for their safeguarding record in the Adventurers’ Association if the client decided to complain to the organization.
"I promise it won’t happen again!" Betty started to pull the body out of the coach. She had disliked Chris for a long time, and no guard would hold sympathy to a thief who was trying to attack his or her client.
"Wait a second, Betty." Lucien asked, "Did you ever hear about a castle named Carendia?"
"Umm…" Betty frowned her eyebrows a bit as she was thinking, but then shook her head, "No, never."
"I see." Lucien nodded with a bit disappointment.
Although Betty was still a young girl, she was relatively experienced as an adventurer in her age. With great caution, she did a great job with the task given by Lucien.
In the following morning, although the other people, including the two bards, were quite surprised that Chris left the campsite without telling anyone, no one really cared. On the other hand, Betty, who felt rather grateful to Lucien for keeping her secret, was now showing more respect and enthusiasm toward him.
In the evening of the third day, the coach came arrived at a fork on the road, whose northward road led deep into the woods to Fogtown, known by people in this area for its lumbering, and the northeastward one to a mining town named Neese.
Both roads could lead them to Korsor, although the northward one was way less busy, but also more bumpy.
Because Lena needed to go to Fogtown, they chose the northward road.