Working Prophet

After leaving Lard Street, Duren rushed outside Earl Clyde's mansion without stopping.

As a result, I saw a group of people gathered there from a distance. They were basically small nobles in the city and their attendants, filling half the street.

Edward II died unexpectedly, and his eldest son Garth was about to succeed him as emperor of the empire. At this time, the nobles in the entire royal capital were thinking about how to get closer to the new emperor.

For example, those big families can directly show their favor to Garth himself, but more minor nobles, those barons and knights, are not qualified to see Garth at all, so they turned their attention to the people around the new emperor.

Garth's swordsmanship teacher is obviously a good candidate.

By the time the new emperor is crowned, Clyde will almost certainly be entrusted with important responsibilities.

Sade, the wife of the Earl of Clyde, is currently entertaining those who come to visit in the front hall. After receiving the gift list from the butler, the smile on her face becomes brighter as she looks at the things listed on it. .

The Wendell family is not a little-known family. They have a history of nearly two thousand years, even older than the Vespasian family.

However, no matter how prominent a family is, there will be times when it declines. By Clyde's generation, the situation was already very serious.

Although the family still looks glamorous on the surface, in fact, it has widened the gap with those real wealthy families, and has been overtaken by the rising upstarts.

Fortunately, Clyde is good at swordsmanship, and was invited to be the swordsmanship teacher of the eldest prince Gals, but this job only sounds good, and in terms of real power, it may not be as good as a small captain of the defense team.

But everything is different now. Once Gars is successfully crowned, with the relationship between Clyde and Gars, the Wendell family will soar into the sky.

Sade sneered in her heart. She had always remembered the ladies and ladies who had given her a blank look before, and she would settle the accounts one by one later.

Just when Sade was thinking this, she saw a guard hurried in from outside and reported something to the housekeeper.

There was a look of surprise on the butler's face.

Sade asked, "What's the matter, Franz?"

"There is a new guest outside, madam. He said he wants to see Lord Clyde."

"Clyde is not something anyone can see if they want." Sade said proudly, "How many gifts has he brought?"

"He didn't bring anything."

"Then what else is there to say? Why don't we just drive away such an rude guy?" Sade snorted coldly.

However, before she finished speaking, the man had already walked in from outside.

"Sorry, I came here in a hurry this time, and I really didn't have time to bring the gift. I'll ask someone to make it up later, but I have important business to look for your husband."

Sade couldn't help being surprised after seeing the appearance of the person.

"Sir Durran!"

"Mrs. Sade."

"Aren't you supposed to be investigating the murderer of His Majesty? Why do you have time to come here?"

"As I said before, I would like to have a chat with Sir Clyde."

"Why? My husband didn't show up at the tournament on the day His Majesty was assassinated."

"I know that he was drinking at the Stag Tavern to relieve his sorrows. Ma'am, I don't mean any harm. I just want to ask your husband a few questions. This may be of great help to me in catching the murderer."

"But Clyde is not at home now," the countess said, her eyes alert.

"where is he?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty... the eldest prince Garth trusts Clyde very much. He has a lot of things to do, so he asked Clyde to help him deal with it."

"King's Landing Tower, Sir Clyde is in King's Landing Tower now, and is he still with Prince Garth?" Duren frowned.

"My husband did go to King's Landing Tower, but I can't guarantee whether he is still there now, and I can't get involved in men's affairs."

"Okay, thank you."

After hearing this, Du Lun stopped wasting time here, but when he went out, he paused again and pointed to a marble sculpture in the yard.

"I didn't know Sir Clyde was a follower of Papagani, the wind god."

"Clyde is not, he is simply interested in these stones, he has collected a lot of these sculptures, different gods, heroes, but the same thing is that they are all from the hands of masters, perfect works of art, which also means that they very expensive."

The captain of the royal guard said nothing more, nodded, and continued walking out.

Wherever they passed, the crowds stayed away from each other, as if they were avoiding the plague.

Although less than half a day had passed, with the assassination of Edward II, the fate of many people changed on this day.

If the most popular people in the royal capital are Prince Gars and his cronies, then the least popular person is probably Duren.

Although there is no such thing as one king and one courtier on the continent of Bratis, when the power changes, there are very few cronies of the former emperor who can continue to be reused.

Moreover, Duren bears unshirkable responsibility for Edward's death, and he himself has vowed to give up his status as a noble and leave the royal capital.

In other words, the once-high-ranking captain of the royal guard was not far away from completely losing power.

That's fine, but the point is that he is still investigating the death of Edward II. No one wants to get involved in this matter at this time, and they wish to stay as far away from him as possible.

Duren could feel the disgust and alienation surrounding him. He left the Earl of Clyde's mansion without saying a word and mounted his war horse.

The captain of the royal guard hurried forward and rode for about two streets when he met a young man dressed as a civilian. The latter picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground and suddenly threw it at him.

Du Lun's reaction was very quick. Before the stone landed on his armor, he had already drawn his sword and cut the stone in half with one strike.

But when he looked up again, he saw the young man quickly disappearing into an alley.

Because the alley was very narrow, the captain of the royal guard decided to dismount and chase him.

His speed and physical strength were undoubtedly higher than that of the thin boy, but the latter was more familiar with this place than he was.

So Du Lun couldn't catch him for a while, and the two of them chased and escaped. After a while, Du Lun took the initiative to stop.

But when the young man saw that he was no longer chasing him, he actually stopped running and just made faces at him from the front.

Du Lun wasn't angry either, he just said, "Okay, there's no one here anymore. Ask the people behind you to come out."

The young man looked confused as if he didn't understand what he said.

Then he saw that Du Lun had drawn his sword in his hand and stood quietly waiting.