Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 234 A narrow encounter with Cress

Felissa passed by Chris when she returned to the city.

She sat at the end of the back of the grain truck, leaning against the neatly bundled grain and grass, her legs dangling in the air, and counting the clouds in the sky out of boredom.

Then she heard the sound of horse hooves, and the grain truck stopped slowly. She jumped off the back of the grain truck and turned to the front: "Did the truck encounter... a breakdown?"

When she spoke, she saw the situation clearly and was stunned. Although the second half of the sentence came out of her mouth, she didn't think about it.

The person who stopped the car and prevented it from going forward was a woman wearing black clothes. Her long, night-black hair was tied behind her head with a ribbon. The hem of her top reached to her knees, and was cut at the crotch to facilitate movement.

Open it, and through the gap you can see that the lower body is wearing a pair of tight leather pants, with only a short section of skin exposed between the black high boots.

This kind of attire would never be worn by a human race... There was someone in Felicia's heart who wanted to name him, but she swallowed back the exclamation that was about to come out.

Didn't Vincent say that Cress is very busy these two days and won't come over? What is he doing?

"Cress," Vincent controlled the horse and took a few steps this way, "What do you want to do?"

"Let me take a look at this batch of grain." What Cress didn't say was that when she just saw this grain truck, her inner uneasiness reached the extreme, and she stopped the truck immediately without thinking much.

Vincent didn't know what Cress saw, but he couldn't show any strange look at the moment. Otherwise, with Cress's keenness and ruthlessness, Felissa would definitely die on the spot. He hoped that Felissa wouldn't show it either.

What a trick, otherwise he would have no choice but to push Felissa out to protect himself, and the alliance between him and Azarez would be completely over.

Felissa was also panicking inside at this moment. She subconsciously took a few steps back. To be honest, she wanted to turn around and run away now, but she knew she couldn't.

Cress's attention was on the grain truck. She checked the entire vehicle, from the front to the bottom of the carriage, but found nothing strange. Her eyes slowly moved towards the driver.

The driver was a local, about forty years old, with an honest face. When Cress glanced at him, his hips trembled and he was about to fall over.

Cress asked the coachman a few questions, and the coachman stumbled over his answer, perhaps because of fear. Although the answer was confusing, the content was very detailed, and he even told how much he lost playing cards last night.

Then, Cress finally looked at Felissa.

When Cress's eyes turned around, Felissa felt as if someone had gently scratched a circle along her skin with the tip of a sharp knife. Although it didn't hurt her, it was frightening.

Felissa gave a stiff smile. She was not pretending, but she was really scared.

Her fear was not surprising to Cress. When she was in charge of this city, she killed several people without mercy in order to establish her authority and make it easier to manage. It is normal for civilians to be afraid when they see her.

Cress has never seen Felissa. If it was Safi or Nancy who was here, even if she had disguised herself, Cress would definitely be able to recognize her at a glance, but Felissa... a daughter of a baron family, she really didn't

Deliberately understand it.

"Who is this girl?" Cress asked. She just asked casually out of habit. She didn't think there was anything about this girl that deserved her suspicion.

Felissa thought quickly, she had to give a reasonable explanation that was not easily exposed.

Telling a lie will inevitably require more lies to fill it up, so what she has to do now is to find the person who will help her use lies to cover up her lies.

Will that person... be in front of her soon?

"I am... the granddaughter of the head of Jike Village," Felissa stammered. "Our village is right in front. Grandpa wouldn't let me enter the city, so I ran away from home and begged my uncle to take me with him.

Hit the road."

This was said so seamlessly that Cress didn't hear any problems. Although the uneasiness in her heart had not dissipated, she did not intend to continue to embarrass the two people in front of her, so she got out of the way and said: "Hurry up and get out of here."

Be careful when delivering military rations to the military camp."

The coachman and Felicia were overjoyed, nodding and bowing, and kept saying they understood.

Vincent on the other end also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Felissa threw the trouble into his hands, it was exactly what he wanted. Dealing with Cress should not have been Felissa's task in the first place. Felissa knew that it was a very smart move to leave this matter to him.

Although she is the eldest lady who is spoiled by Azarez, she is not stupid at all.

"Let's go." Vincent's eyes glanced around casually, looking at Felissa the same way he looked at the coachman.

The two mounted their horses again, and in an instant they left Felissa and the others behind.

Riding a horse was much faster than Felicia's previous ride in a car. When they arrived in the village, it was not yet noon, and many people were still working in the fields.

Cress looked around and saw the maids at a glance. Because they were too conspicuous, everyone else had to bend down to work. Only they stopped their backs, chanted incantations in their mouths, and made constant gestures with their hands.

Compared with the skillfulness of the villagers, the movements of the maids seemed much clumsy. When walking in the fields carrying the harvested grain, they would stumble from time to time.

From Cress's point of view, she didn't see anything wrong. In fact, she knew that she would not see any problems when she came here. According to Vincent, they were just sent here yesterday.

Any small thoughts will not be exposed in one day. She mainly looks at the situation and can make a preliminary assessment of the situation here.

"Who is in charge?" Cress asked, "Let him come to see me."

Soon, the village chief came over slowly and unsteadily.

"Lord City Lord." The village chief saluted tremblingly, his stooped back seemingly unable to straighten up anymore.

Cress casually asked: "Where is your granddaughter?"

There was just the right amount of confusion in the village chief's eyes: "She is at home. How do you know I have a little granddaughter?"

Even Cress didn't see any clues from the village chief's behavior. Maybe she was really too worried. She stopped worrying and asked the village chief to tell her about the situation in the village.

In fact, there is nothing special about this village. Most of the young and middle-aged people have signed up to join the army. Because the army provides so many subsidies, most of the people left behind are old, weak, women and children. Only a few families are not particularly short of money and have more children.

Yes, he left a son by his side.

It's just that with the main labor force gone, the work in the fields has become even more arduous. Sending these maids here can be said to relieve an urgent need.

(End of chapter)