Very few nobles pass on their titles to their heirs before they die, so that they have no time to explain anything, and many families can hold many secrets once they have been passed down for decades.

These things can't be explained in a while, and the older the family, the more time it takes to pass it on.

Although some secrets may no longer be 'secrets' over time, the longer the family is passed down, the more secrets will become.

Therefore, the transition between the two generations of nobles is often not very late, and even if they are greedy for power, the nobles will let their heirs inherit their titles and territories for the sake of inheritance.

This is true for all but a few nobles who died accidentally, but the Dürr family is an exception!

Just like the information I saw before, each generation of Marquis of Durr did not have much time to handover, and every few generations, there would be a 'bastard' inheritance of the family, which was a very strange thing compared to the nobility.

So even if they roughly guessed the significance of the Dour family's actions, the other nobles did not choose to do so.

Except for several generations of illegitimate heirs, the rest of the family is similar, and each Marquis of Tourr, as if he could know the date of his death, would die of old age or illness in less than half a year after handing over the title and family to the heir in a 'hurry'.

Not leaving a single moment for 'Legacy' - it's so weird!

It was because of this oddity that Cervantes thought of testing rather than waiting to see if the Dour family would mobilize their men to find the servant who had left the family four days earlier.

Sneaking all the way to the upper town, it seems to be less lively during the day than at night.

The streets were filled with 'decent people', and occasionally a few scruffily dressed merchants drove by in horse-drawn carriages, but the others did not comment on their appearance, as if they were already familiar with them.

The residence of the Marquis de Touré was located in the upper town in the area near the royal palace, known as the 'inner city'.

There was also an iron fence between the inner city and the upper city, and several guards stood on both sides of the gate with their heads held high, their eyes sweeping over the faces of people passing by, and it was easy to see the envy on the faces of those people, and after seeing it, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise a little.

However, this layer of guardrails is probably able to protect against people and objects on the surface, and Cervantes easily found a gap and flipped over.

The Upper City is as large as the Lower Town, but the Inner City, which is the least populated, occupies three-fifths of the Upper City, which shows how big the inner city really is and how wide the residences of the nobles are.

However, at least half of these residences are not inhabited by owners, and the general nobles live in their own territories, and the big nobles are even more so, except for Prime Minister Luo Wei, who lives in Gordon, the rest of the big nobles are to deal with the Duchy of Sadness, and this time they deliberately live in these houses.

The villa of the Marquis of Durr is famous, and there is a mark in the map given to him by the spies, and this place has long been explored by the spies, although the merchants and nobles also know about it, but they can only strengthen the protective force.

Cervantes stood in the shadow of a house and looked far away at the door of the villa of the Marquis de Tour.

This was already the limit, and if he got any closer, he felt that he might be discovered.

If you can't observe anything here, you won't be able to get any information if you can't sneak into that house, so it's not a 'temptation'.

The black dragon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the empty street, which was very clean, with almost no debris, and several rows of trees planted on both sides.

Rao is so, and the road is still unusually wide.

After a few glances, Cervantes planned to take a detour and go to the back door.

As a result, he made a large circle in the inner city, and came not far from the back door of the villa of the Marquis de Tour, but here he also noticed the tight defense of the villa.

This made him frown slightly, this defense was too tight, like a tightly textured stone, without any dead ends.

Even he can't do anything about it!

Standing depressed from a distance, Cervantes did not find a chance to invade, the guards here were like golems that would not get tired, and they were very serious about their work.

But isn't this an inner city? Even here it is so well defended?

For a moment, he felt that the Marquis of Doerr was becoming more and more suspicious......

Standing helplessly in the shadows observing the villa, Cervantes yawned and felt a little sleepy, after all, it was too boring.

...... Wait a minute!

A flash of inspiration flashed in the black dragon's mind, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Those guards...... He recognized a few of them!

The men he had seen outside the 'Golden Cave' last night were the personal guards of the Marquis of Tourr, but now that they were staying in this villa, did that mean that the Marquis of Touré had not left there?

Why? Could it be that he always has a magic scroll for the removal of disease in his home?

Spell scrolls have an expiration date, and compared to magic scrolls, magic scrolls are difficult to preserve and difficult to make.

[Remove Disease] This magic requires the power of the gods, and it cannot be fully effective by relying on its own holy power alone, so the shelf life of this magic scroll is also very short, almost only one year, and other magic scrolls are similar.

If you always have a magic scroll, you might as well go directly to the priest to help you heal.

And not only the Marquis de Tours himself, but also the nobles who flock to the cathedrals to-day, who enter the churches with their wives and children and faithful servants in order to receive treatment from the clergy.

Can the Marquis of Durr's house have so many magic scrolls on hand?

The price of a magic scroll of the same level is more than three times that of a magic scroll, and it is not only difficult to produce, but also difficult to preserve, so except in times of war, there are generally no priests who make magic scrolls in large quantities, let alone reserves.

So, why is that?

With his toes tapping the ground, Cervantes leaned against the wall, pinching his chin in deep thought.

After thinking for a moment, as if he had made a decision, he straightened his waist, moved his legs, took a deep breath and prepared for everything.

Then, tentatively, he released a little bit of his own 'breath' - the breath of a dragon.

The next moment, Cervantes's figure disappeared directly in place, and a few seconds later, he stood in the other direction, looking behind the villa of the Marquis de Tour.

If he was not mistaken, several of the guards simultaneously cast concerned glances at the position he had been in.

And the place where he was standing just now was nearly two hundred feet away from the back door of the Marquis de Tour's villa...... He didn't know if it was that number, but it was hundreds of feet anyway!

"Oh, that's funny......"

Looking at the villa in the distance, Cervantes chuckled, ordinary supernatural powerhouses can't do this, and in the Duchy of Sorrow, only a few knights can do this.

But now there are a few such 'unusual' powerhouses there, and I'm afraid it's not just the ones he has observed now.

The Marquis of Durr has already confirmed it, so he should go and confirm the Count of Cliffe now......

But, as expected, the Marquis of Durr was the one he was looking for.

Standing in the shadows, Cervantes stretched, the task was finally almost complete, and he could call for reinforcements after making sure that there was nothing too big a problem with Count Clede.

This time he found a big fish, and if he didn't have the corresponding rod and line, I'm afraid he really couldn't catch this big fish!

As for the 'bait', forget it, he plans to come to the white wolf with empty gloves this time.

Although Gordon is a metropolis, the people here have little to do with him......

"Shh

At this time, the black dragon suddenly snorted irritably.

- He remembered what Serena had said to him. (https:)

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