Come to another world and become a lord

It can be said that Aisha was very efficient. She found out the assassin's origins after two days:

"It's an organization called the Knights of the Lord's Defenders, led by an old soldier named Broad, who was Morton's personal guard in his early years. They seem to have some connection with Baron Lawrence of the North Fortress. My informant said that many of his men are new faces, and they should have just entered the city in the past few days. The purpose of this group of people is also very simple, to assassinate you, and then take advantage of the chaos to support Morton's eldest son to succeed to the throne again."

In the study of Candlelight Keep, Carl's eyes were a little gloomy as he listened to Aisha's report. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"I'll take people to arrest them right away." Alia said angrily.

But I heard Karl suddenly say:

"No, don't touch them yet."

"What?" The girl looked incredulous.

"Let me think about it." Carl continued. He really needed to think about it. Although he had taken over Candlelight Castle and controlled the entire territory of Morgan Territory, the problem was that this territory still did not belong to him in name. The excuse for dealing with Morton was religion, and now that Morton was dead, it did not affect his children's inheritance of this land.

Of course, he could also ignore the red tape and shamelessly seize it, but the problem was whether he could bear the consequences. No one around him, whether it was the earl or the king, would agree with him. They would completely stand against him, and he would be surrounded by enemies.

He knew his own strengths and weaknesses and knew that he did not have the strength to go against the rules and laws of the entire kingdom.

"What are you thinking about?" Alia asked.

"I'm thinking about how to solve the problem from the root," he replied.

He needed to have a legal right of possession. The most direct way he could think of was to eliminate all the heirs and make the land ownerless, but he couldn't do that...

"Should we be thankful that they chose to assassinate directly instead of poisoning the drinks?"

That was Morton's usual trick, and sometimes they should really learn from the late lord.

"I replaced all the cooks in Candlelight Keep on the first day of the occupation. Now all the people in charge of the kitchen are brought from Rick Castle. They should not have a chance to do it." Aisha explained on the side.

"Thank you for your hard work. You really think more than I do." Hearing the girl's words, Carl showed an appreciative expression.

"This is all my job." Aisha said with her head down.

"But next, I want you to relax your guard in this area." Carl suddenly said again.

"What?" Elsa and Alya shouted at the same time.

"Are you crazy? Let them kill you again?" Arya shouted.

"That's right," Carl said suddenly. "I hope they try again, and this time it would be best if they poisoned them."

"Poison?" They both looked puzzled at the same time.

But I heard Carl continue:

"I hope your informant will deliberately spread this news: In three days, Carl will hold a celebration banquet at Fengzhu Castle. It will be large in scale and everyone will attend. Therefore, Fengzhu Castle is urgently recruiting chefs and helpers."

"What?" Alia's eyes widened again.

"With this kind of opportunity, they will definitely find a way to arrange for someone to sneak in." Aisha said on the side.

"Yes, that's the effect we want." Carl replied, and then he said, "Everyone will attend the party. What do you think they will do?"

"Naturally kill everyone, and the best way is to poison the food." Aisha replied.

"exactly."

"But what if they don't take the bait?" Alia suddenly asked. "After all, we just caught an assassin here. It's common sense that we should be more vigilant... But instead we held a celebration party. It seems a bit..."

"That's because I, Lord Carl, am confident enough!" Carl suddenly opened his hands and said, "I dared to disregard the military strategy and fight Morton to the death. I finally seized the entire Morgan Territory with a clearly inferior force. Only I, Viscount Carl, an invincible genius, have such ability and courage! How can a mere assassin scare me? What's more, he has been captured, hasn't he? So this banquet must not only be held, but also made lively, so that they all know that I am fearless!"

He finished speaking in one breath, and then saw Alia open her mouth wide and unable to speak for a long time.

He coughed awkwardly, then said to Aisha:

"Just establish this kind of persona for me, and then spread it out without leaving any traces. Can you do it?"

"No problem." Aisha nodded.

"You're so conceited." Alia complained.

"Ahem, this is just to trick them, don't take it seriously," he argued.

“But what if they are too cautious and don’t take action even if they believe it?” Alia asked again.

And Carl laughed:

"I think you underestimate human nature. As long as the temptation is big enough and no one can resist it, they will not be able to resist."

"Okay~" Alia waved her hand, "But why are you doing this?"

When she finished asking this question, she suddenly saw Karl’s expression became gloomy, but he still forced a smile at her and said:

"Let's do this for now."

Alya didn't ask any more questions, but followed the order and left the study with Aisha.

Carl continued to stay in the study and did not leave until the door was pushed open again. This time it was the female mage Amira who came in. She yawned and asked in a bored tone:

"Why are you looking for me? And why are you being so secretive?"

But I saw that Karl's expression was surprisingly serious. He asked in a low voice:

"Is there any potion that will make people feel poisoned when they drink it, but will not be fatal?"

"That's easy. Just make an emetic. People usually vomit when they are poisoned," Amira replied.

"Oh~" Karl nodded woodenly, "Then go and get ready..."

At night, the Wind Candle Castle was completely silent. Except for the scattered lights in the main castle, the residents of the city had already gone to bed. However, in an abandoned warehouse near the city wall, a dim light flickered. This was the hiding place of the Knights of the Lord. Under the light, Brod sat there with a gloomy face, and his weather-beaten face was faintly visible in the light. He sat quietly at a wooden table, tapping the tabletop with his fingers, making a dull sound.

"Fengzhu Castle is going to hold a huge celebration banquet, so it is urgently recruiting cooks and helpers?" After listening to the description of one of his subordinates, his face was full of doubts.

The subordinate shouted excitedly:

"Yes, Boss. I've heard about it. It's a godsend."

Brod was silent for a moment, with a gleam of doubt in his eyes:

"Don't you think there's something wrong with this?"

"What?" The subordinate was confused.

"We just failed in an assassination attempt, but instead of being on guard, they are trying to make a big fuss about it," said Broad.

"I think this is in line with Carl's style. Just look at his combat style and you will know who would dare to fight others with inferior forces every day. This guy is a gambler and extremely arrogant." said another person.

"You know, after they came, they replaced most of the servants in the castle, which made it difficult for us to take action. This time we finally have such an opportunity..." someone else said.

Broad's brows were still furrowed:

"That's exactly what makes it more suspicious. Maybe they're planning to catch us?"

"But there's only one chance like this. If we succeed, we can kill them all in one fell swoop!" someone shouted.

"If you're worried, I have an idea." Suddenly someone else said, "We might as well hire someone from outside. Even if the trap is caught, they won't know anything and won't reveal our hiding place."

Brod pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's do it."