Chapter 164

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Back in the hotel at the town.

Barton and the other two were relieved as they saw Dudian.

Kroen gently closed the door and pulled Dudian. He whispered: "Dean today, I accidentally saw in the newspaper that a man named Huey who was a deacon of the magistrate was murdered. Moreover, two spikes were pierced onto his chest. Did you do it?"

Dudian nodded: "Yes."

Trio's face changed. Barton asked: "Was he the one responsible for sending you to prison?"

Dudian nodded slightly: "One of them."

Joseph was tense as he told: "Dean, now they are looking for the murderer. Moreover, you are still a wanted man. If you are found, you will be sent back to jail. "

"Do not worry, in a few days I'll be able to restore my legal status," Dudian said to relieve the trio.

"Restore legal status?" All three of them were shocked.

"How?" Kroen asked.

Dudian smiled: "It is late. Let's sleep."

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The next day.

Dudian sent Barton to continue to monitor the Ryan Castle. Dudian himself went into the castle to monitor old patriarch's actions. There was a low possibility of old patriarch turning upon him, but he still had to be there if that happened.

Dudian was pleased as the old Fulin was an efficient and fast man. The next day he had ordered the ores mined before to be sent back to the mine. It was a disguise made to cover up mine's efficiency and make it look like a very high production one.

Soon the news regarding the sales of mine was spread out.

However, the first ones to react were from Ryan family itself. The four children and nine grandsons exploded. There was few exception who favored old patriarch's decisions. However, the rest unanimously opposed. To them, it was the lifeblood of the family. One sold their financial resources will be cut off.

Old Fulin was pressured by the voices of opposition.

On the third day, the transaction had occurred, and the mine was sold.

Dudian felt that he hadn't chosen the wrong person as he saw Fulin act in a vigorous and resolute manner.

The fifth day, at night.

Patriarch and his family were dining together.

"Grandpa, I have to go to a party in a few days. The best dress that I have was bought a long time ago. Would you give me money to buy a new one?" A girl in her looked up at old patriarch after finishing the steak.s

Old Fulin's brows were slightly wrinkled. He glanced at the table and saw his children and grandchildren secretly peeking at him.: "I know that you are all thinking about the money we got from selling the mine. But it's for the family! Otherwise the next time we won't be able to hire knights anymore and continue to lay off!"

"Grandpa, you are too old and confused!" One of the youth stood up and spoke in an angry tone: " What is the use of money if we keep it? If it just stays there, then you might as well lend me to do business!"

Old patriarch spoke in cold tone: "I dare you to say that again!"

The middle-aged man sitting next to the youth pulled him down in a hurry: "Hugh, shut up!"

The youth saw old patriarch's gloomy face. He gritted his teeth as he stood up and left.

As the youth left, a servant quickly run by him and came to the old patriarch. He respectfully said: "Master, there is a letter for you."

Old patriarch took the envelope and looked at the badge mark on its cover. He grabbed the crutch and said to the middle-aged maid: "Help me back to my room."

He sat at his desk and waited for the maid to leave the room. He opened the envelope and took out the letter. He looked at the content of the letter and was relieved.: "Come out. It is for you."

Dudian's figure emerged from the shadow: "It passed through?

The old Patriarch nodded and handed the letter to him.

Dudian read the letter. It was written very clearly. Black and white! Their bail application had passed!

"Sure enough! The nobility plus money! If you got these two together, then there nothing that you can't do." Dudian face smile.

Old patriarch indifferently said: "To help you out in addition to tens of thousands of gold coins from the sale of the mine, I have spent all the savings of the Ryan family. We are almost hollowed out after removing the arrest warrant and bailing you out!"

"I will not ill-treat you." Dudian put away the envelope.: "I have already told you that I will send you a gift. It will soon be in your hands."

Patriarch deeply looked at Dudian. "Now we are on the board of the same ship. I hope you won't undermine the credibility of my aristocracy."

Dudian knew what patriarch was worried about: "I'll go back as it is too late. " Then he went out from the window.

Fulin watched Dudian as he left. However, he recovered his eyes after a long time. He looked at the opposite wall where a huge painting of a man hung. "I hope I will not face my ancestors as the sinner of the Ryan family... " He whispered.

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The sixth day, morning.

Dudian asked Barton to buy a newspaper.

Morning Post had been printed out. Dudian was eating his breakfast while he read the newspaper. One of the most eye-catching news was still the assassination of Huey. There were many suspects such as the military, alchemists, potion masters, the family, and friends of people judged by Huey in the last six months.

After all, the deacon was in contact with too many people, and there were a lot of parties who would be interested in his death.

"The main suspect ... Dean?"

Dudian saw that one of the major suspects was himself.

He wasn't surprised as he looked out at other sections. Soon, he found the message he was looking for.

"Dean was released from prison last night after he was bailed out by the Ryan family." There was a big smile on his face. He was new about the charm of aristocracy and money. The arrest warrant had been withdrawn. They were posted out, but now they pretended that nothing has happened. It was so easy for them to fool the civilians.

In this era, the newspaper was an aristocracy's propaganda machine.

The newspaper had a high degree of credibility within the civilian population.