Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 233 Chrissy’s situation

It was already very late, but Vincent was still working at his desk, and the pen in his hand was still moving back and forth on the paper, writing non-stop.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes keenly and looked at the door.

Although there seemed to be nothing unusual in the room, Vincent knew that someone had sneaked in. He raised his hand, and the pen in his hand flew straight out. The sharp pen tip had a sharp cold light, which was enough to stab someone.

Get out of the hole.

A plain white hand caught the pen, and the tail feathers of the quill kept trembling. Cress released the magic that concealed her figure, revealing her presence.

Vincent's face showed a look of surprise: "Why are you back today?"

According to time, Cress shouldn't have come back today. Did she hear some rumors or is there some other reason?

Although there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, Vincent did not show any panic on his face. He walked forward naturally, put his arm around Cress's shoulders, and led her towards the room.

"Nothing else," Cress shook her head, "I just felt a little flustered and had to come back."

After Kress came back, she did not go directly back to the City Lord's Mansion. Instead, she first went around her intelligence point and found that there was no information sent from the demons, and then returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

But as soon as she entered the city lord's mansion, she felt something was wrong.

The human flavor is too bland.

Even late at night, there should be some man-made noise coming from each room, such as the friction of fabric rolling on the bed, the sound of teeth grinding while sleeping, or the sound of snoring, but these movements are very faint and almost non-existent.

There was almost no one in the city lord's palace. How could this be? Her first reaction was naturally to find Vincent first, but she didn't want Vincent to notice, so she chose to hide herself and sneak in.

Although she was discovered by Vincent, she also saw that Vincent was working well and there was nothing special about him before.

So she didn't understand what Vincent was doing even more.

Vincent smiled helplessly: "I thought you came back because you missed me."

"Don't be kidding," Cress denied ruthlessly, "I'm not that free."

Yes, Kress has also been very anxious recently. The frontline war cannot proceed smoothly, and there seems to be an accident in the country of the demons. Disagreements within the top management have caused the army that was supposed to arrive at the border in the near future to be stationed on the road.

Cress felt that the word "abandoned son" was engraved on her body.

How could she care about other things in this situation? No matter how capable she was, she was under a lot of pressure in this situation.

Under the premise of mental tension, any situation beyond her control makes her feel uneasy, and even makes her feel like a light on her back, as if things beyond her control will turn into huge waves and swallow her up in the next moment.

"What are you going to do?" Cress asked, brushing away Vincent's hand on her shoulder and turning to look at Vincent, "Where did you send them?"

"Don't be so angry," Vincent soothed Cress's mood with kind words, and kept stroking her back and forth with his palms to calm her down, "Listen to me and speak slowly."

Cress knew that she was going too far now. She had already punished many people in the military camp, but these did not ease her mood at all.

She took a deep breath, then breathed it out slowly, forcing herself to relax and talk to Vincent with a calm mind: "I'm sorry, please continue."

Vincent had already planned how to fool Cress, and now he was just trying to trick her fluently.

"You know those maids, one of them died before, right?" He said it in an understatement, and there was even a complaint in his tone, "If you start one, you can't hold back the others, two or three days.

Seeking death."

Cress knew that Vincent was not lying. Human nature is like this. As long as someone collapses first, the others behind him will not be able to hold on for long.

"Then let them die." Cress also said indifferently. She never cared about the life or death of those maids. After all, their lives were worthless.

"It's too noisy, and cleaning is a hassle," Vincent sighed. "It's better to let them play some other role, so I sent them to the countryside."

"The countryside?" Cress raised her voice slightly, with confusion, "Why did you send them there?"

Vincent explained: "The farmland has entered the harvest season, and there is a shortage of manpower in the countryside, so we sent it over."

Cress calculated the time and found that it was indeed the season for harvesting and replanting. From what he said, there was nothing wrong with Vincent's behavior.

But she still felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

"Aren't you afraid that they will take the opportunity to escape?" Cress asked, "They are all capable of magic after all. If they want to escape from ordinary people's eyes, it is easy to do so."

But the person he left behind was not an ordinary person.

Of course, this matter cannot be told to Cress. Vincent just said: "The grain truck completes a round trip in two days. If something happens over there, we will get the news very quickly."

Grain truck... Cress frowned: "Military rations on the front line are already very tight. How much grain will be produced this time?"

Vincent is very familiar with these data: "It is estimated that it can be provided for one to two months."

"All?" Cress asked.

"No, after deducting the seeds for next year, there is also the part that the common people need to eat."

"If we collect them all, can we last for three months?"

Vincent vaguely guessed what Cress was going to do. Personally speaking, he was unwilling to answer this question, but he knew he had no choice but to answer: "Okay, so you want to buy all the food?"

"Yes," Cress nodded, "If they want to escape from the city, don't stop them, just let them go."

"Kress..." This decision is not like what Kress made. She would not have the kindness to let these civilians live.

"If these civilians want to survive, the only way is to defect to the human army. The human supplies will inevitably be consumed in large quantities by these refugees. As long as we launch an attack when the human supplies are insufficient, we can be sure to capture a city."

Sure enough, why did he still have any expectations for Cress? He had long known that the indifference and selfishness of the demons was engraved in his bones.

"I know." Vincent responded with interest.

Cress actually knew Vincent's inner thoughts. She wouldn't have cared about it originally, but now too many things were out of her control, and she had to ensure that Vincent was still under her control.

"I'm sorry... I can't help it..." Cress lowered her eyes, showing a tired look, "If I can't make some achievements and return to the demon clan, I will be liquidated."

As long as she can win a city, she will have an explanation after returning, and her bargaining chips for survival will also increase.

"I know," Vincent murmured, "I know everything."

He knows it all, that's why he is here.

(End of chapter)