NABC Chapter 150 Something's Wrong
Chapter 150 Something's Wrong
Chapter 150 Something's Wrong
Inside the banquet hall, Kane and Mrs. Ella were having a meal.
Risa continued eating, while Perry, the sword dancer, stood by her side as usual.
Cut the lamb chops with a knife and fork.
Mrs. Ella sipped the wine made from morning dew, a faint smile on her face.
After finishing his meal, Kane suddenly stopped eating, looked up, and asked, "Madam, that letter—shouldn't it have been delivered to the royal court by now?"
Mrs. Ella smiled and said, "Your Excellency Kane, there is no need to be in a hurry."
The royal court is the safest place in Sussas, and my messenger is extremely loyal to me.
Moreover, there is indeed a distance between our two cities in terms of time.
Her words left room for interpretation.
Kane nodded.
He looked at Mrs. Ella, who was smiling, and then glanced at Perry, who was standing beside him with a blank expression, suppressing the faint worry in his heart.
After the dinner, Kane pondered for a moment, then returned to his room. There, he saw Risa, who was carefree and had slipped into his room to eat fruit again. He said, "Get ready, we're going to enter Mrs. Ella's dream tonight."
"Entering a dream?" Risa asked, puzzled.
"Weren't you two getting along quite well? She's already told you everything about the royal court and the duke. Why do you need to enter her dreams to get information?"
Kane shook his head: "That's how it seems on the surface, but I still feel something's not right and need to confirm it again."
Perhaps—it was my spirituality giving me a warning.
"A spiritual warning?" Risa raised her eyebrows, her expression becoming serious.
It is not impossible for professionals to have a precognitive feeling when facing certain situations.
She looked at Kane: "I understand."
Kane took the potion and, as usual, poured it into a bottle of red wine.
Night was falling.
Led by a waiter, Kane walked through the long corridor, his feet touching the ground, and under the watchful eyes of many guards, finally arriving at a tall oak door.
Inside was Mrs. Ella's bedroom.
After informing the guards at the gate, they quickly received a message.
Immediately afterwards, a maid led Kane inside.
He saw Mrs. Ella wearing a silk lining that revealed her smooth skin, but there seemed to be a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
"Lord Kane, is there something you need?"
Mrs. Ella smiled as she looked at Kane, who had come to visit late at night.
Kane nodded and took out the spiked liquor: "Madam, may we have a chat? I have some interesting stories from the Dark Forest that I'd like to share with you."
Ella's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a charming smile: "Okay."
The maid quickly withdrew.
Under Kane's deliberate guidance, Mrs. Ella drank the specially made red wine.
Before long, her eyelids drooped and she fell into a deep sleep.
Kane also drank it at the same time.
In another room, separated from the two by only two walls, Risa also began to unleash the unique talent of the Sleep Demon.
"Is this Mrs. Ella's dream?"
Kane opened his eyes and saw Lady Ella and a number of nobles dressed similarly, in full regalia, filing into a huge white tower.
He stood in the crowd, seemingly unnoticed; even if someone saw him, they would pretend not to.
He looked up and found himself in a huge white city, with towering towers everywhere.
"This is the royal court of Susas." Kane immediately understood.
He looked at Risa, who had appeared beside him at some point: "Isn't there a more direct way? I have no interest in her aristocratic life."
Risa pouted. "You need to give me complete hints before I can guide her dream in a predictable direction. If you say that, I can't help you."
Kane asked, "Could that lead to something—something that even she herself might be aware of that's not right?"
He thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"Fine, let's guide the discussion to content related to the messenger and see how many other people besides her know about the messenger."
Risa sighed, "Don't forget your promise. Every time I enter your dreams, it drains my mental energy."
Her expression shifted slightly, and the entire dream changed accordingly.
Kane's gaze sharpened; the scene before him had already changed.
Inside a room, Lady Ella handed a letter to an ordinary-looking half-elf man, whispered a few words, and then the man hurriedly left.
On the other side, beside Mrs. Ella, Perry looked at her, hesitant to speak.
Mrs. Ella chuckled softly, as if she hadn't seen what was happening.
She said, "I have something to do."
He then left the room.
The dream abruptly ended.
Seeing this, Risa couldn't help but complain, "This Lady Ella is really something—she clearly knows that her sword dancer has feelings for her, yet she still likes to make people jealous."
Kane knew she might have glimpsed other memories, but he didn't care.
The absurdities of nobles are not uncommon.
He pondered for a moment, piecing together the clues: "Judging from the dream, besides us, the only people in the Finafenne family who knew about this were Mrs. Ella, Perry, and the messenger."
Therefore, the most likely point of failure lies with the messenger, or with Perry.
"There's a possibility the messenger might have made a mistake, but it's unlikely. Judging from his expression, he was just doing his job."
Perry, on the other hand, is more likely to betray Ella out of emotional resentment.
However, Ella must still trust her since she chose her as her bodyguard.
Kane frowned slightly, his mind racing. He looked at Risa: "Can you enter Perry's dream directly?"
Risa shook her head: "Entering the dream of a second-tier professional will immediately result in a counterattack."
Besides, do you have a way to get her to drink the hallucinogenic potion?
Kane frowned, then said, "In that case, we can only probe further."
A plan took shape in his mind.
The first light of dawn was breaking.
Ella Finafine rubbed her eyes, woke up in bed, and saw Kane already dressed beside her. She looked surprised and tentatively asked, "Lord Kane, last night—"
"Last night was a beautiful night," Kane smiled. "But madam, you're drunk."
"Drunk?" Ella asked in confusion, looking at the empty bottle of wine, wondering if she was unaware of her own alcohol tolerance.
But—it seems I haven't lost anything.
Perhaps I really made a mistake.
Ella smiled and rang the bell by the bedside.
Footsteps soon came from outside the door, and a maid dressed as a lady hurried in carrying a gorgeous dress.
Kane took the clothes and said gently, "Madam, let me help you."
Ella paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
With a rustling sound, Ella got up and took off her nightgown. Kane's gaze was calm as he helped her change, even deliberately slowing his movements.
Ella didn't take it seriously, thinking he was just unfamiliar with her.
Footsteps sounded again, and Perry, the sword dancer, had arrived at the door and witnessed the scene.
When Ella saw her, she greeted her with a smile.
Kane smiled and nodded, his hands continuing their work, but he subtly changed his gestures, making them even more intimate.
Perry watched, his fingers suddenly clenching, his nails digging deep into his palm.
Kane caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and understood immediately.
coming.
Now, let's see what she does.