"You thought I was willing, but things were a little difficult to deal with."

Faced with the duke's questioning, Rock, who sat back in his seat, gave the other party a glance. To be honest, he had already had a headache.

"You, you disappointed me so much. I think I found you a girl praying for you for nothing, a big idiot!" The duke was so angry that he left the table in anger.

"Master." After a moment, Milair walked over.

"Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa Milile." Looking at the other party's slightly tired look, Rock felt a little sad.

"Master, you are so serious. Is that little girl the one you are looking for?" Milair's heart warmed, and he asked out loud.

"Yes, I finally found it."

"So master, will the matter continue here?" Milair finally felt relieved. The hard work of the past two days has not been in vain.

"Of course, the beginning and the end are not my style." Rock nodded affirmatively, and then spoke again: "How long will it take?"

Miller estimated it in his mind for a moment, and then said, "It will take another morning tomorrow."

"Okay, everyone will work hard. After the end, I will celebrate you in the manor." After saying this, Rock fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Milair turned around and left silently.

"Grandpa Milile." Rock suddenly shouted at the other party.

"Master, what else do you have to do?" Milair, who had just walked a few steps, hurriedly turned around.

"Sit down, Grandpa Milile has something to bother you, give me an idea."

This is a very difficult thing. Rock felt that he should discuss it with someone. Looking around, Mileller in front of him was the best candidate.

He is old and has not much hair left, but he has experienced many things and must have rich experience in life. If he has an old family, he is like a treasure. Luo Ke believes this sentence without doubt.

He reorganized what he wanted to say, trying to let Milair know the pros and cons as clearly as possible.

But I have to say that Rock is redundant. As an old man with rich experience, Milell said that he had fully understood the other party’s intentions.

"Master, I think I probably understand that Enoch is your enemy, and his daughter is the girl you need to pray. What you are worried about now is how to make Helen use it for you."

Rock did not speak out, but nodded slowly. He was looking forward to the other party's next words in his heart, hoping that the other party could provide a perfect idea.

"Master, in my opinion, this matter is very simple. Anyway, you will kill Enoch sooner or later. So just take action now and snatch Helen. I think Randolph will definitely wipe your butt." Milell was very sure of this method, and he preached with certainty.

Hearing that this was the idea, Rock couldn't help but look at Milair again. Is this still the obedient old man? Why does he feel like a cruel character?

These words came from the other party's mouth, and Rock always felt full of incongruity. In his impression, Milell should not have thought of such attention.

"Master, I have experienced enough and fed up during this period. It doesn't matter if you think I am cruel, because people will change. The important thing is that I have been thinking about you." Miller added.

Well, the other party must have guessed what he thought, otherwise it would be impossible to say such words. Rock thought carefully before he spoke slowly.

"Grandpa Milell, is there any other way? I need a gentler method. Helen is a cute and kind girl, full of innocence. I don't want to leave unpleasant memories in her life."

Some people's impressions are destined to be deeply remembered by others because they will "shiny". Rock's ideas are undeniable and selfish. Even Milell can see this and he will smile.

"Master, do you know what rumors mean?"

The other party actually kept it in hiding, and Rock's curiosity suddenly aroused.

"Rumors stop at the wise man, as the book says, my understanding is that as long as you are wise enough, no one's saliva will affect your own thoughts."

Obviously, this answer is not the answer that Milair wants. He explained with a gentle smile: "You are right, rumor stops at the wise, but if there are too many people saying anything, even the wise will shake it. Over time, they have to be fools."

"Grandpa Milair, please continue to talk." Seeing that the other party's words were still there, Rock hurriedly urged.

"Master, if you leave this to me, then in the afternoon, the people in Miral town will know the story of your romantic encounter with Miss Helen." Miral reminded meaningfully.

Rock's face gradually changed. After understanding what Milaire meant, he felt a numbness in his heart.

"Grandpa Milile, Helen is still a little girl." Rock said tactfully. He felt that the other party's idea was too inappropriate, and it was a bit unlike the normal thinking.

Milell did not agree with the other party's meaning, and he then asked, "So, sir, do you know how old you are this year?"

"Eighteen." Rock didn't even have to think about how old he was in this world.

"Haha, master, don't you know that you are just a teenager. A noble boy suddenly fell in love with a little girl from a certain family. I have heard too many fairy tales, which is normal." Milair said patiently, and he believed that the other party would understand.

Is there any other saying that? I'm an adult, okay?

Rock was heartbroken, but thinking about it carefully, what Milair said really makes sense, at least he couldn't refute it, after all, this is a fantasy world.

"Grandpa Milell, is this appropriate?" Saying this sentence means that Rock is ready to adopt the other party's idea.

"Very suitable, lord, I think this is the most reasonable way. It is completely in line with what happened in the tavern today. It is simply impeccable. Leave it to me." Miller asked to take on this task with great confidence.

Well, Rock showed 100% trust in Millai, but he still had some concerns.

"So what Grandpa Milile needs me to do?"

"Master, no need. I think this matter will be very popular in the afternoon. Just go back to the manor to rest and prepare to visit the Enoke "father-in-law" tomorrow morning." Miller was full of confidence and he gave him serious advice.

"Don't you think I'll be turned away?" Rock felt disgusted when he took the initiative to visit Enoke.

"Master, don't worry. When Enoke is under the pressure of public opinion, this old fox dares not treat you like this." Miller was very sure. It seemed that he knew Enoke very well.

"Okay, then tomorrow morning, I will visit this "father-in-law" in person!" After hearing the other party's words, Rock completely dispelled his concerns and said helplessly.

"Do you need me to write a script for you?" Milair's eyes showed admiration and asked in a low voice.

"No need, I'll do the script myself. By the way, Grandpa Milile, I'll send me another message, which means that I will personally invite Helen to visit Black Thorn Manor."

"I understand, Master."
Chapter completed!