In the study room inside the castle.
"Are you not going to go shopping with Annie and the others?" Lucas propped his head with one hand, his black eyes fixated on Mina sitting at the corner of the desk. She only occupied half of the desk, with her feet dangling and her tail swaying.
"…" Mina shook her head, munching on fried fish in her mouth. Her eyes met Lucas's gaze, and she soon blushed and looked away in defeat.
"Knock knock."
Someone knocked on the door, and Ben's voice ran out. "Young Master, I've brought the person here."
"Damn peasants, how dare you treat a noble like this?" Ben's voice was soon followed by a loud one, which made both Lucas and Mina frown.
"Come in." Lucas raised an eyebrow, rested his elbow on the table, and clasped his hands together as he watched the two enter the room. The door opened.
Ben carried Omar into the study room by his collar and pushed him down onto a chair in front of the desk. Omar's arms were tied to the armrest by Ben quickly.
"Who are you people? Don't you know that arresting a baron is a capital offense?" Baron Omar's eyes were bloodshot, his anger burning.
"…" Lucas looked at Omar's face, which was swollen on one side, and felt annoyed. He said calmly to Ben, "Make him understand the situation he's in."
"Yes, sir." Ben nodded slightly. He had been with Lucas for a while, and he knew some of Lucas's bad habits and noble manners- things must be orderly and symmetrical.
"Slap"
Omar was confused. His left cheek was slapped, and he felt a bit dizzy. In the dungeon, I was slapped as soon as I started cursing. How come I got awarded with a slap just for shouting a few words?
"Mhmm, much better." Lucas said, looking at Omar's symmetrically swollen face, relaxing his furrowed brows.
"Who are you? Where am I?" Omar obediently sat on the chair, staring at Lucas. In a stern voice, he asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Baron Omar, planner and greatest beneficiary of the horse thieves' attack on Sakura City. Is that right?" Lucas said calmly.
"I… I don't know what you're talking about," Omar's expression changed slightly. He said angrily, "You're slandering me. Slandering a nobleman like me, I want to du…"
"You want to do what?" Mina toyed with the military knife in her hand, her eyes narrowing slightly at Omar.
"I… nothing." Omar shrunk his neck. Scared, he said, "I am a noble with morals. How could I plan an attack on Sakura City with horse thieves?" Whether or not they've actually found out, I just have to keep denying it. Since they've locked me up and kept me alive for 2 days, they must have something they want.
"Oh?" Lucas raised an eyebrow. Denying it? He took out a sheepskin scroll from a drawer and held it up in front of Omar. "So, is this sheepskin scroll with your signature also fake?"
"This…" Omar's pupils contracted, his heart tightening. 'How could it be fake? He had signed the scroll himself. How did it end up here? Where's Carter? Did he betray me?'
"Yes, it's fake, it's definitely fake. The horse thieves must have forged it." Omar insisted, refusing to admit it. If he did, he would basically be sending himself to his death.
"I see, so this is fake." Lucas smirked. He said slowly, "But this sheepskin scroll was handed to me by the envoy of Lockwood City. Was he a fake? Or perhaps, you are not Baron Omar?"
"What?" Omar stared at Lucas, his gums almost bleeding from clenching his teeth too hard. I can't believe it's because of Ryan. And to think that I trusted his character.
"Sure enough, I'd rather trust envoy Ryan," Lucas's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement. He said in a deep voice, "Take this fake Baron Omar to be hanged publicly."
"Yes." Ben moved to grab Omar.
"No, no… that, that scroll was signed by me, it was me. I am Baron Omar." Omar yelled desperately upon hearing that he was going to be hanged.
"Oh?" Lucas raised an eyebrow. In a low voice, he said, "So, you admit that you planned and organized the horse thieves' attack on Sakura City?"
"What if I did?" Omar straightened his back. If he couldn't fool them, he might as well admit it. He didn't believe that Lucas would dare to kill him.
"Interesting, a noble turned out to be the biggest bandit," Lucas said, his hands resting on the table, his black eyes sharp. "I think that killing you now won't cause any trouble, even if you are a noble."
"No. Who the hell are you? Privately prosecuting a noble is a crime. You will be sent to be hanged by the king." Omar yelled anxiously.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you will die." Lucas said calmly.
"No, you can't kill me. My father is a count, Count George. If you kill me, my lord father won't let you off. You're going to be hanged by the king. My father is a friend of the king and when he knows about what happened to me my father will ask the king's help. And with the king's army our village will be in ruins" Omar panicked, trying to intimidate Lucas with his father.
"Oh? Count George?" Lucas raised an eyebrow. That's the first piece of information.
"Yes." Omar saw Lucas's hesitation and hurriedly shouted, "Count George has 2000 knights. They are in another league compared to the horse thieves under me."
"So what? If I secretly kill you, Count George won't know." Lucas narrowed his eyes. Second piece of information, 2000 knights, quite a strong force. If he forcibly conscripts civilians, he'll be able to make a force of a thousand people.
"No. I can have my father send ransom." Omar hastily shouted. In this world, there were 3 ways to deal with a captive noble: kill them, enslave them, or return them after the other party paid ransom. In most cases, noble captives were dealt with by ransom, as that was the most beneficial.
"Oh? How much ransom do you think Count George would offer for your life Mr. Baron?" Lucas asked curiously.
"50 gold coins." Omar blurted out. Seeing no change in Lucas's expression, he quickly said, "No, 100 gold coins."
"A hundred gold coins?" Lucas's lips curved up, his voice calm. "100 gold coins are hardly tempting."
"You?" Omar widened his eyes. 100 gold coins was the ransom for a viscount.
"Take him to the black ore mine," Lucas said, waving his hand. "You mine for me for 100 years. If you are still alive by then, I'll let you go."
"Understood." Ben nodded.
"What? 100 years? Mining? In the black ore mine?" Omar's eyes bulged, and he desperately shouted, "No, no, please, just kill me…"
"Shut up."
"Slap." Ben slapped Omar again and he fainted. As Ben was leaving while dragging Omar's body Lucas suddenly remembered a saying from Earth 'A dead enemy is the best enemy'. He thought for a while about it and said, "Uncle Ben wait for a moment."
Ben stopped and turned to look at Lucas. Lucas said, "Uncle Ben got him killed after 2 months and made his body disappear. Also change his appearance a bit so no one would know who he is or you can always pull his tongue out to make him silent."
Ben nodded his head and left the study room with a bit of sweat on his forehead. As the door closed Mina looked at Lucas and said, "Young master.." Before Mina could finish her words Lucas pulled her towards him and got her under the table and said with a smile, "You know what to do."
Mina nodded her head with a smile while opening Lucas' pants, "Yes master."
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