The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 297 - 37: Adelle’s Troubles_2

Both Blood Clan members started sweating.

After a brief standoff, the Black-cloth Blood Clan gritted his teeth and said, "Think what you will, but hand over the item to us. Let’s end this."

He reached out a hand.

"Do you think I’m afraid of you?" Jones took a deep breath, his lips curling into a slight smile.

This smile made the two Black-robed Blood Clan members, who initially had the upper hand, hesitate and grow fearful.

"Hey, Adolf!" Jones suddenly shouted with wide eyes.

The Flower-cloth Blood Clan swiftly turned around.

As he turned, Jones bolted in the opposite direction with incredible speed.

The Black-cloth Blood Clan, not falling for the trick, immediately revealed his claws, preparing to fight.

However, just as Jones was within arm’s length, he suddenly reached for the cloth covering the Black-cloth Blood Clan’s face.

The Black-cloth Blood Clan’s eyes widened in realization.

"Ow!" Perhaps out of unease, the Black-cloth Blood Clan quickly retracted his claws, trying to protect the cloth concealing his face.

This defensive move revealed an opening. Instead of attacking, Jones took advantage of it to transform into a bat and dart past the Black-cloth Blood Clan’s side.

The Black-cloth Blood Clan quickly spun around and also transformed into a bat to chase after him.

Everything happened in an instant. By the time the Flower-cloth Blood Clan turned around, he was alone in the alley, feeling somewhat disoriented.

...

"He got away! What good are you two idiots?"

"Quick! Pursue him! Everyone, move out!"

"Which direction should we chase? He’s already gone!"

"Find him! Do I need to tell you how to search? You two, get up in the air! You two, scout the ground!"

A loud commotion ensued as four Blood Clan members ran past, searching both streets and alleys.

Inside a mailbox on the street, Jones, still in bat form, poked his head out for a quick look before retracting it. Sitting among a pile of mail, Jones glanced at the envelope clutched between his legs.

*Who are these guys? They’re so stupid; whoever sent them must be no better. Did Adolf offend an idiot?*

...

"Found him yet?"

"No."

"We checked over there, still nothing!"

"You two go that way! I’ll go this way! You stay here! You fly up, keep an overview!"

"Yes!"

"Alright!"

A group of Blood Clan members continued to mill around outside the mailbox, with one even standing right next to it.

*If it weren’t for experiencing their lack of wits firsthand, I would have thought they discovered me.*

"Seems I won’t be getting out anytime soon." With a sigh of resignation, Jones glanced around.

In this small space, it wasn’t too cramped for a bat.

Below lay a pile of letters, and to the side was an opening just big enough for Jones to poke his head out. A faint glow of firelight streamed in, casting the mailbox in a dark red hue.

"It’s a safe spot. Maybe I should take a look here. See what’s inside that has them so on edge."

Being late at night, there was naturally no sunlight, with the firelight from the street far too dim due to the distance. Fortunately, Jones was a Blood Clan member. Blood Clan had keen night vision.

Quickly, Jones used his bat legs to tear open the envelope and stared at its contents, stunned.

...

"Are you nuts? You actually attacked Jones!" Adelle slammed the table hard and stood up abruptly.

The butler stammered, "Young Master, this matter must be resolved quickly. Otherwise, it will soon reach the master, possibly even the family head. You are about to come of age, this could be very detrimental to you. They’re insane, demanding we hand him over."

"You knew they wanted to harm Jones?"

"No, I didn’t. I just believe they made the right decision. Besides, they were merely trying to steal something; they wouldn’t harm Young Master Jones in any case."

Adelle held his forehead as he walked to the window, gazing out at Hilde with a look of disdain.

"Jones is the Lich King’s adopted son, a member of my brotherhood."

"I understand, Young Master."

Turning back, Adelle said angrily, "I don’t know the status of the Lich King’s adopted son within the Lich King’s faction, but you should be well aware of the trouble that harming him would cause. It’s far worse than losing four anonymous henchmen. Do you want to create an even bigger mess before this matter gets resolved?"

"No, they wouldn’t harm Young Master Jones." The butler quickly shook his head and said, "If... I mean if, their identities are exposed, we’ll have them admit they acted on their own. Because that’s the truth, isn’t it?"

"So what about that issue? Why not just hand him over directly? You made the call to use outsiders to break into Adolf’s room, not me."

The butler was momentarily speechless.

Adelle looked at the butler with disgust.

After a brief silence, the butler cautiously said, "Young Master, they are merely trying to resolve the matter quickly for your benefit."

"If it wasn’t for facing severe punishment for mismanaging the servants, I would have turned you in already." Adelle sighed helplessly, "Alright, I understand. Prepare the carriage for me, I’ve got to go out."

"Where to, Young Master?"

"To meet Jones. If there’s no other way, I’ll disclose everything; I haven’t done anything against him. But you better make sure he doesn’t know you guys tried to hurt him. Otherwise, no matter how much I explain, he won’t confide in me and reveal what’s in the envelope."

"Rest assured, Young Master. Jones doesn’t know it’s our people."

"It better be so."

...

Inside the mailbox, Jones remained silently, bored and weary.

*One bad thing about the Blood Clan is the lack of any real laws. Being chased in the street, I didn’t even know whom to turn to.*

*The Human World is somewhat the same. Nobles have their laws, but when applied to commoners, most of those laws fail. Enforcement is entirely up to the lord’s mood. It’s even worse in the Blood Clan. At the bottom ranks, it’s all about who has the stronger fist. Although Jones was a higher-ranking Blood Clan member, protected by the Elder Council, this area belonged to the lower-tier Blood Clan.*

*Facing trouble here means hearing: "Justice delayed." Eventually, no one but oneself suffers from it.*

Jones could only wait silently, hoping those people would give up and depart, so he could return. As for how long... Jones wasn’t sure. It entirely depended on the allure of what’s inside that envelope.

So far, the envelope’s contents seemed highly enticing.

Suddenly, the door at the bottom of the mailbox swung open.

Startled, Jones quickly shrank upward, clutching the already opened envelope.

A green hand reached in, sweeping out all the mail in one motion. Then with a "click," shut the mailbox door.

"Phew... a mailman? Lucky."

With all the mail cleared from the mailbox, the space felt much more open. Even Jones, now in human form, could stay inside, albeit very cramped.

...

"Make them leave." In a distant carriage, Adelle told the butler, "If Jones is still nearby and sees me with guards, he’ll come to me, and the situation will be resolved."

"Understood, Young Master."

The butler carefully stepped down from the carriage and discreetly conversed with several Blood Clan members at the street corner. They immediately began to quietly move towards Jones’s location, signaling as they walked.

Those seeking Jones saw the signals and promptly left, one by one.

Soon, Adelle’s carriage passed by the mailbox where Jones was hiding.

Simultaneously, Jones had already stealthily opened a hidden door at the back of the mailbox and slipped out with the envelope in hand.