Brutus was worried that Mills or other members of Ion's tax collector would come back to kill him, so he kept drinking mint tea to keep himself awake all night.
It has to be said that the mint tea made by Galina was really good in refreshing effect. Brutus only relied on two cups of tea to survive the whole night.
Because it was too boring to wait, he turned over the dictionary several times by the light of the oil lamp.
In the early morning, after he and the villagers watched Tax Collector Ion and his party leave Laxius Village, Brutus rubbed his somewhat red eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
Next to him, Fabrice's Marcos also looked like he hadn't slept well, especially Marcos, who had very obvious dark circles under his eyes.
Brutus felt that these two men had been up all night just like him.
"Don't look at me like that." Fabrice glanced at Brutus, "That's what Mayor Lorenzo means."
"No, I'm just wondering if you are really bleeding." Brutus still has some ability to talk to death.
"screw you."
Sure enough, they couldn't talk anymore.
"But you'd better not be in such a hurry to relax." When Brutus turned around and was about to leave, Fabrice's words stopped him temporarily, "If you really want to kill someone, you can do it after those people leave.
The best time.”
"I understand." Brutus waved his hand without looking back, indicating that he understood.
Although this kind of alibi is very clumsy, it is indeed very useful in this era. As long as you don't reveal any flaws to give others an excuse, you can get the results you want.
Brutus is not too worried about this. As long as he doesn't kill him outright on the spot, but chooses to take some "necessary" measures, he still has a good chance of preventing it.
"I want to achieve my goal, but also want to keep my hands clean." He sneered secretly, "It's really a good plan."
"But this is good, at least it proves that the nobles will choose to maintain the superficial rules when there is still room for them." Brutus felt that this was something he could take advantage of in the future, "rather than simply and crudely direct
Break the rules - or leave a trail."
To be honest, if a group of people rushed into his house - no, it might even take only one person to rush in, and they could easily kill Brutus. After all, he is not very good at close combat, and the weapons in his hands are not very good.
Just a flashy dagger.
Brutus was thinking about the countermeasures he needed to prepare along the way. He thought that he might need to borrow Fabrice's long sword, but then he thought that it would be in vain even if he couldn't use it, so he gave up the idea.
In the end, he decided to stay the same in response to all changes. After all, there is no principle of guarding against thieves for a thousand days. It is impossible for a person to maintain a high level of vigilance for a long time. He only needs to be careful and vigilant in the past two days.
"So I have to ask Ms. Galina to give me some more mint tea." Brutus opened the door, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by the light yellow on the holder of the oil lamp next to the door.
He reached out and touched the lamp holder. It turned out to be a piece of paper folded into a small ball and stuck in the lamp holder. It was probably left by Mills last night.
"My hands are really nimble. I can open locks and do small tricks." Brutus shook his head in admiration, opened the folded piece of paper, and took a look at the content on it.
"Interesting, really interesting." Brutus marveled at the content in the note, "This Mills is really hard to understand."
He crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the oil lamp that had not been extinguished, and patiently watched it burn to ashes.
"I just don't know if it's true or if I'm just pretending to be mystical." Brutus was still going to rely on mint tea for two nights. There was always nothing wrong with being careful.
But the most important thing now is to get some sleep in bed. No matter how hard you boost your energy, you still have to make up for it...
When he woke up and walked out of the bedroom, he found Marvin sitting at the square table in the living room, sleeping soundly with his hand as a pillow.
On the table lay a plate of pumpernickel bread and a bowl of oatmeal that had gone cold.
"Marvin, wake up." Brutus shook Marvin's shoulder, "Wake up, Marvin."
"Ha~, good afternoon, Mr. Brutus." Marvin looked sleepy. After rubbing his eyes a few times, he seemed to wake up a little, "Am I asleep?"
"Yes, why are you here?"
"We didn't see you when we were getting lunch. We thought you might be delayed for something, so Marcus and I took your lunch to have a look. Seeing that Mr. Brutus seemed to be sleeping, we went to the living room
After sitting and waiting for a while, Marcos said he was very sleepy and went home first."
"What time is it now?" Brutus saw that Marvin was also clueless. He walked back to the bedroom and took out his pocket watch and looked at the time - it was already three o'clock.
He found this pocket watch in the compartment of his backpack. The edge of the brass case seemed to be plated with silver. The workmanship looked very exquisite. There was an anchor-shaped coat of arms on the back of the flap.
"Oops, I accidentally overslept." Brutus covered his forehead. He was letting a group of people go. He was really guilty.
"It's okay, Mr. Brutus, Marcus and I reminded them before we came that we wouldn't wait any longer after a few minutes.
Marvin's words instantly cleared Brutus of his guilt - or in other words, there was no guilt in the first place, after all, who doesn't like coo coo.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that he has been working on it for three days... Brutus suddenly felt that this seemed pretty good, but he just didn't know if the salary could still be settled...
In order to make money, he decided to go to the village chief to talk about a new job. If the part-time salary could be calculated separately, he wouldn't mind working multiple jobs at the same time.
After a while, he knocked on the door of the village chief's house: "Village Chief Lorenzo, I'm here to report on the progress of my work."
Mayor Lorenzo looked into Brutus' light blue eyes and was lost in thought for a while before responding to him: "Come in."
The village chief's house is indeed the village chief's house. It is the richest in the village at first glance. Brutus can also see some copperware in the living room of the village chief's house, which is not seen in ordinary villagers' homes.
Lorenzo noticed Brutus' gaze and explained: "This house is where the village chiefs have lived, and it is not owned by individuals."
"On behalf of the villagers, I would like to express my gratitude to you, although this effort will appear to be in vain later." Lorenzo was obviously aware of these things under the sun, and he talked to Brutus straightforwardly, "But at least it was useful this time.
.”
Brutus did not respond to these words, but directly pointed out his purpose: "Village Chief, since my previous work has been completed, I need to change to other jobs. By the way, if I work part-time, can I get more salary?