Mr. Ross, the most loyal servant of the Laird family, is now in a very embarrassing situation.
If he had no other choice, he would never take the risk and sneak into Qingxi Academy.
The most elite nobles and magicians in the entire kingdom are gathered here. Behind every strange face you encounter at any corner is the kingdom's top brass with hands and eyes as bright as the sky. Originally, he was like a rat crossing the street, surrounded by members of the subjugation party. Once he attracted the attention of interested people, he was afraid that he would be in trouble.
But even so, he had to try his last hope.
Norman Laird has been missing for a long time, and Bulwer was initially willing to help track him down. However, after such a long time, no news of the relevant secrets has been leaked. Perhaps because he was sure that Norman had been quietly killed by an unknown power, Bulwer's attitude became passive and prevaricating.
——For a person like him, it’s not surprising to have enemies from anywhere.
With just such rhetoric, Bulwer confidently delayed the follow-up investigation again and again.
In fact, Ross had doubts about Norman Laird's safety. But as a proud servant of the Laird family, he will abide by the promise of loyalty made by his ancestors from generation to generation until the last drop of blood of this lowly slave is shed.
Just as he is the last fulfiler of this promise, even if his master Norman dies unfortunately, the Laird family still has a successor on whom they can place their heavy responsibility.
That is, the descendant of Grand Duke Laird, the royal son who is hidden in what can be said to be the safest place in the world - Wayne Winche.
Ross didn't know how such a whimsical design was realized, but he still remembered the confident and ambitious expression on the adult's face when he revealed this top-secret secret to him.
To this day, he is still horrified by Norman Laird's crazy methods.
Ross believed that as long as he found a chance to meet that person and tell the whole truth, he would definitely make the right choice and take charge of the Laird family's business again.
After all, blood is a curse that one cannot defy.
Some time ago, in order to avoid the limelight, all the chess pieces under his control had been withdrawn from the Royal Capital of Lowns. Now that Ross had no trusted manpower available, he had no choice but to go into battle himself.
He was cautious all the way, first "borrowing" the uniform of a certain unlucky teacher and sneaking into the school, then hiding in the toilet, knocking out a backstage staff member who came to solve a personal problem, and preparing to repeat the same trick.
Fortunately, the performance was about to start and most people were gathered in the auditorium. It only takes a few minutes for him to successfully complete the identity change again.
Ross hated Clear Creek Academy's strict dress code that divided class and status, which caused him great trouble along the way. If he does not dress as required, even a passer-by in this unreasonable academy may stop him at any time and subject him to aggressive questioning and stern education.
Wearing a dark shirt, a brown vest, a tie with the school badge, and a white armband representing the organizers of this event, just as he was about to change into his pants, there was a sudden movement outside.
Rose's movements hesitated.
'It's not a big problem, no one is bored enough to find out how others solve their personal privacy issues. He so comforted himself.
But in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still stopped any actions that might make any noise and quietly waited for the people outside to leave.
The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor, the sound of rushing water, and a moment later a sigh of regret.
It seemed like a long time passed, and the commotion outside finally calmed down, and the man was about to leave. However, before Rose could feel relieved, a low voice of questioning suddenly sounded: "That friend inside, did you drop your wallet at the door?"
"..."
How could this be? ! I was too careless!
While feeling regretful, Ross responded in a panic, thinking about sending the man away quickly.
Fortunately, then
The person didn't seem to pay much attention to this episode. He just said "oh" with an indistinguishable emotion, and then heard the sound of footsteps gradually moving away.
With a long sigh of relief, Ross quickly put his clothes in order, kept the door locked from the inside, and climbed out from the top of the compartment.
After looking around and seeing no one, he patted his face with cold water in the mirror to slightly relieve his tense expression.
Very good, all you need to do next is to go backstage very naturally, find Wayne Winche, tell him the ins and outs of his life experience, and you're done.
In a place like Qingxi Academy, while his actions are controlled by others, the young master will also be subject to many restrictions. It is impossible for him to have the courage to make such a sensational secret that can even be regarded as a scandal.
Therefore, as long as the young master becomes an insider, he will naturally become a grasshopper on the same rope as himself and try to cover for himself.
Although Ross rehearsed several situations he might encounter in his mind, what he didn't expect was that accidents always came by surprise.
"Who sent you?"
Rose was startled by the sudden deep voice. .
At some point, a tall and tall man who looked to be in his forties appeared at the door of the bathroom, blocking his escape.
His leather shoes were shiny, his clothes were pressed, and he looked very well-dressed. But the eyes he was staring at were very sharp, and invisible pressure shrouded the surroundings, as if a ruthless and ferocious hunt would begin in this small space in the next second.
With his mind racing, Ross knew that now he could not make any excuse for what had happened, and the geographical location deep inside the academy did not allow him to break out of the siege alone.
So he grabbed the only life-saving straw.
"I want to see someone." Ross said solemnly, "Mr. Wayne Wincher."
"I have something extremely important that I must report immediately. I won't say a word without his permission."
This was the only solution he could think of as a last resort.
Although there was a risk of outsiders noticing his whereabouts and raising suspicions, he didn't care about that much at the moment.
Ross noticed that the man blocking the road was startled when he heard Master Wayne's name being announced.
"Wayne..." After thinking for a while in unspeakable silence, he finally nodded. "I understand, let me take you to see him."
——Fortunately.
Ross didn't expect that Wayne's reputation would be so easy to use, and even this gentleman, who could tell from a glance that he held a high position in the academy, was willing to cooperate.
"correct."
As if he suddenly remembered something, the gentleman added: "Move the one inside as well and put him in a safe place."
He raised his chin and gestured to the still closed compartment at the end of his sight.
