Chapter 136: Castle · The Gap (Part 2)

“Everyone has weaknesses, especially loyal and honest people!”

Although the Old Thief’s words always made people angry, most of the time, they represented a kind of truth; at least, at this moment, when Dean mentioned the safety of Marquis Vauban, the Baron, who had been refusing to answer Dean’s questions directly, had a change in his face again.

And, for the first time, this Baron spoke—

“Lord Marquis… will not be in danger!”

Baron Jandu appeared unusually confident in the lord he served, but his changing face was enough to show that this Baron’s heart was not as confident as he appeared.

Obviously, Baron Jandu’s weakness was the Marquis Vauban to whom he was loyal.

Looking at the other’s face, Dean silently apologized in his heart.

After all, using such means on a loyal and honest person was really a bit too much, but for a clearer situation, Dean could only say sorry—he did not know the Brotherhood’s arrangements, and he did not know Marquis Vauban’s arrangements either.

Under the premise of not knowing about either side, Dean barging in so rashly was obviously seeking death.

After all, inside the Ancient Castle, there was no lack of experts at the true Grand Knight level, and there would even be two or three Silver Knights; if he encountered the former, Dean might still have a chance to fight, but if he encountered the latter, he would simply have to wait for death; therefore, in order to obtain Oniedon’s notes from the plan and keep himself safe, Dean needed more information, rather than the so-called ‘waiting and seeing.’

“I admire Lord Marquis’s wisdom very much, but there are accidents at any time… for example, the current situation, according to the original plan, you should be waiting outside, or have already achieved victory and gathered in the Castle hall, but what about reality? You are standing here talking to me, guessing what exactly happened to Lord Marquis! Baron Jandu, Your Excellency, please believe that ‘accidents’ are not miracles, they happen often!”

Dean watched the changes in Baron Jandu’s face, speaking word by word, and with every sentence he said, this Baron Jandu’s face became a shade uglier.

Finally, when Dean’s words fell, this Baron could no longer hold back, and he said: “I can tell you everything, but you must swear not to tell anyone else… anyone!”

“Of course!”

Dean swore again in his own name, ‘Dean.’

And that solemn manner made Baron Janel let out a sigh of relief, and then, this Baron, as if he were an autistic person in urgent need of venting, began to speak endlessly—

“Lord Marquis’s plan was to end the battle within ten to twenty minutes, but half an hour has already passed… Clearly, some change unknown to me has occurred at the Treasury—originally, it was a trap there, waiting for those attackers to break in, and then, catch them all in one net! For this, we made enough cover-ups to make those attackers think they had an opportunity, and were even careless, but…”

Saying this, a trace of bitterness appeared on Baron Jandu’s face, and his words could not help but pause.

“However, those attackers were obviously very smart, they saw through this trap!”

Dean continued speaking, a look of understanding appearing on his face.

There was absolutely no lack of cautious people in the Brotherhood, and likewise no lack of Dead Soldiers; therefore, facing such a trap, they only needed to send two Dead Soldiers into the Treasury to see everything clearly.

Similarly, with Marquis Vauban’s cunning, he would absolutely not set up such an obvious trap.

“There must be another trap… and it would be revealed, letting those attackers know, as for the person chosen to reveal it…”

Dean thought silently in his heart.

Then, he subconsciously looked at Baron Jandu in front of him.

Undoubtedly, this was a loyal Knight who would absolutely not do such a thing, but Dean happened to know a guy who fit these conditions very well: Madel!

This Spy leader of Goth would certainly not mind letting Vauban County suffer more losses.

So, if he could, he would definitely let this information flow into the Black Market.

Moreover, more importantly, only with his status as an Aide could he do such a thing.

After all, for this ‘ambush,’ Marquis Vauban would definitely find someone to discuss it with, and furthermore, he would need more people to help him complete the plan.

Of course, all of this should also be within Marquis Vauban’s calculations—a trap on the surface to attract the ignorant attackers, and another existence named ‘treasure’ which was actually another ‘trap,’ to attract those attackers with clear goals.

And regardless of where it was, there would be so-called ambushes, except one was a feint, and the other was a real heavy ambush guarded by elites.

So, it should have been easy to kill the intruders; but the current battle had obviously not been completed—this naturally meant other accidents had occurred.

And almost subconsciously, Dean thought of the room in the corridor of the Ancient Castle’s backyard again.

Of course, Dean would not tell Baron Jandu in front of him about these things; for this loyal and upright Baron, Dean thought the other party did not need to participate in such conspiracies.

In fact, that Marquis Vauban left the other party outside was also for this reason.

Because this upright and serious Baron Jandu was really not suitable to participate in such a plan, and even because of worry that the other party would reveal certain things; Marquis Vauban simply only told this Baron half of the entire plan.

Regarding this, Dean naturally would not tell this Baron.

Because he knew this was a thankless task—the other party’s loyalty to Marquis Vauban had long destined the result.

Moreover, what Dean wanted to ask was not these things!

“Then, who are the experts beside Lord Marquis? Their names, strength, and fighting styles they are good at?”

After taking a deep breath, Dean began to ask for the information he wanted to know most.

In fact, for the current situation, only this information was what Dean had to master—even if he could not get the Brotherhood’s arrangements, he could at least infer the general strength of the Brotherhood’s entry into the Ancient Castle through Marquis Vauban’s arrangements.

“There is Your Excellency Anluo, Your Excellency Cid…”

Baron Jandu began to tell the people he knew.

And after listening, Dean took a deep breath—a total of six Grand Knights and one Silver Knight; obviously, he had somewhat underestimated that Old Marquis’s power; at least the number of Grand Knights was half more than he estimated; adding the Grand Knights brought by those other Nobles, there were as many as ten Grand Knights on Marquis Vauban’s side inside the Ancient Castle at this moment, and there were also two Silver Knights!

Plus that mysterious figure in the backyard corridor whom Dean had not seen, the final combat power would probably be even higher.

And similarly, Marquis Vauban, who possessed such strength that could almost sweep through a County, had still not achieved final victory… naturally, the strength sent by the Brotherhood this time went without saying.

As for the local Thieves Guild?

Just like those Mercenaries, they were all so-called ‘cannon fodder.’

In battles at the Grand Knight level, they had no chance to intervene, let alone the Silver Level; I’m afraid that once they were affected, it would be a path to death.

Not only for those local Thieves Guilds and Mercenaries, but it was the same for Dean.

Therefore, Dean’s expression became unprecedentedly grave—

Undoubtedly, according to Baron Jandu’s description and his inference, there were one real and one fake battlefield in the entire Ancient Castle.

The real battlefield was naturally where Marquis Vauban had actually set a trap.

The fake battlefield was at the original Treasury location.

And undoubtedly, no matter which battlefield, it was full of danger!

On the real battlefield, there would definitely be Silver Level experts appearing, and on that fake battlefield, although both sides’ attention was not there, in order to ‘deceive’ the other side, they would definitely send corresponding personnel; it was naturally very normal for one or two Grand Knights to appear there.

Facing these one real and one fake battlefields, Dean was naturally very clear about where he should appear with his strength—

“There is too little information now, I need to go in and investigate, can you tell me the real location of the Treasury?”

Dean asked like this.

Although Dean could deduce the general location of the Treasury, if he could get the real location, Dean would certainly not mind.

“I can take you there!”

Baron Jandu said.

“After I leave, someone is needed here to command, I think you are very suitable—at least you make me feel more at ease than those guys!”

Of course, Dean could not let Baron Jandu go with him; not to mention the danger in between, taking a ‘burden’ was troublesome enough, and the things Dean was going to do alone were enough for Dean to choose to refuse; of course, even when refusing, Dean found a very suitable excuse.

“Alright!”

Baron Jandu subconsciously glanced at the Noble Guards in the distance who were peeking here from time to time, and who shrank their heads back as soon as they discovered his gaze, and then, he nodded immediately.

Obviously, in the view of the serious and stern Baron Jandu, leaving such a group of people here could not play any role at all.

Then, a simple schematic diagram was drawn by Baron Jandu.

After asking a few times to confirm it was correct, Dean stood up and walked towards those Noble Guards who had been waiting for a long time with Baron Jandu, who had wiped off the schematic diagram.