All-around teacher at the magic academy

He was just an earl, yet he couldn't even control himself.

Hughes was filled with frustration. He recalled the bishop's words and his eyes were filled with coldness and resentment.

That Earl of Hills actually dared to put on an act in front of him and make a fool of him.

If I hadn't asked the bishop for help this time, I would have been completely fooled by this person.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became; the anger in his heart spread rapidly like dry grass that had been set ablaze.

He couldn't help but smash the things in his hands to the ground, making a crisp breaking sound.

However, in his anger, he thought about how he had already taken advantage of the other party's wife, and his mood immediately improved.

At least he managed to turn the tide in this game, making that arrogant count a cuckold and letting him taste the bitterness of betrayal.

No, it's possible that the other party took the initiative, or perhaps he was also taking advantage of his wife.

The thought of this possibility filled Hughes with an unprecedented rage; his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

He really wanted to take direct action and wipe Earl Hills off the face of the earth to vent his hatred.

However, he quickly forced himself to calm down.

He was angry, but reason told him that now was not the time to act impulsively.

Fortunately, nothing irreparable has happened yet.

He could not let momentary anger ruin His Holiness the bishop's long-term plans.

He sat down silently, his heavy breathing gradually becoming calmer.

After a moment of contemplation, he began to think about what to do next.

Since Earl Hills has no real intention of giving up his status and power, he will certainly go on to solve the various problems that come with being an earl.

The most pressing issue right now is probably just one thing: the spreading worker strikes.

Whether or not Lord Hills was truly influenced by himself, there is no doubt that Hughes's proposed solution was indeed feasible.

As Earl, Hills has a responsibility to deal with the unrest within his territory, and he will certainly set about resolving this issue.

Given this, Hughes decided to use the strike as an opportunity.

He began to hatch an even more sinister plan: it would be best to have Earl Hills die in this incident, at the hands of a group of angry workers.

In this way, you can completely absolve yourself of any involvement and prevent anyone from suspecting you.

.........

On the streets at night, a cold wind howled, and the dim yellow light of the streetlights cast shadows on two figures hurrying along.

Their footsteps echoed clearly in the empty street.

"Why did His Holiness the Bishop suddenly summon us here?" one of the figures asked in a low voice, a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"I don't know, His Excellency the Bishop must have something important to discuss," another figure replied, his tone calm but his eyes also revealing anticipation for the unknown.

"I wonder when we'll be as free as His Excellency the Bishop," the first figure sighed, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the distant church spire, the sacred place in their hearts.

"There's still a long way to go," the second figure responded, his words revealing both a longing for the future and a sense of helplessness in the face of reality.

"I really want to stay in the church forever and not think about anything."

The first figure spoke again, his voice filled with longing for a peaceful life, as if he could find solace in that solemn church.

“You can’t, but I can. After all, I’m all alone now, with no ties. But you’re different; you’re bound by your wife and son.”

The companion next to him responded, his voice tinged with a hint of smugness and superiority.

"Hmph, I'll be just like you soon. I'm planning to get a divorce right now."

"Oh? That's great! Get a divorce quickly, and then be as free as I am."

"That's what I thought, but the woman in my family strongly disagreed. She thought I was crazy and kept bothering me."

"Hey, look, I told you not to get married, not to get married, and now you regret it, don't you?"

"Yes, I really regret it. If I had listened to you back then, would I be like you now, able to wholeheartedly devote myself to His Holiness the Bishop?"

Just then, the two people who were talking suddenly felt a chill. Before they could react, a pair of strong hands covered their mouths from behind.

They tried to struggle, but were powerless. Then, darkness quickly enveloped their consciousness, and the two of them immediately lost consciousness.

Koby glanced at Tommy beside him, a hint of nervousness flashing in his eyes. He asked in a low voice, "What do we do next?"

He kept his voice very low, afraid of disturbing others.

"Take him away first, interrogate him, and get some information."

Tommy responded, his tone calm and firm.

"Mhm." Koby nodded, his expression turning serious. He knew that what followed was crucial and there could be no mistakes.

Immediately, the two acted quickly, carefully dragging the unconscious person to a secluded corner.

This place was prepared in advance; it was far from the crowd, secluded and hidden, perfect for conducting interrogations without being disturbed.

After a long while, Tommy squatted down, looking coldly at the two who were gradually waking up from their coma, and asked in a calm tone, "Simply state your identities. Don't try to lie; it won't do you any good."

Jerry and Tom, who had just woken up from their coma, looked at the two people in front of them in shock, their eyes still filled with confusion and fear. They were at a loss for what to do.

They tried to struggle to break free of their restraints, but found themselves powerless, as if bound tightly by invisible chains.

“Don’t struggle, you’re all paralyzed right now.” Tommy’s voice was devoid of any sympathy as he explained coldly, his eyes revealing an unyielding determination.

"Hehe, I have to say, the magic that Rhine taught us is quite useful, it saved us a lot of trouble." Koby chuckled, a hint of smugness in his voice.

Upon hearing Tommy's words, Jerry and Tom's eyes revealed deep fear and despair.

They didn't know why the two people in front of them had suddenly kidnapped them; they didn't seem to have any conflict with them.

"I don't think I've done anything particularly heinous lately," Jerry thought to himself.

Oh, no, there's one more thing, and that's the woman in my own house who's always causing trouble.

Could it be someone she hired? The thought fueled Jerry's rage.