"I really like this gift. Please thank the lord for me."
Though he had complained about it several times in his heart.
Roger still wore a gentle smile that was quite fitting for a master.
He chatted with Freya for a short while.
The latter soon prepared to take her leave.
Roger saw his guests out.
Before mounting her horse, Freya reminded him:
"Please keep an eye out for any suspicious people near the farm these days."
"If you find anyone, notify Li Wei immediately."
Roger laughed awkwardly:
"There isn't even a person in this remote wilderness of mine. Where would suspicious people come from?"
After saying this.
He asked the gargoyle resting on the roof, "Have you seen anyone suspicious?"
The gargoyle was utterly confused.
It flew once around Roger, then flew away without a word.
Roger failed to understand what it meant, so he casually made something up:
"It says no."
Freya nodded and, without saying anything else, began adjusting her saddle.
Who could have expected that at this moment.
The gargoyle came wobbling back.
Its eagle-like claws seemed to be clutching a human figure! It was moving very quickly.
With a smack.
It threw the figure onto the ground.
A hint of obsequious eagerness to claim credit came through the enslavement contract.
Roger frowned and turned over the stiff corpse, quickly recognizing the other party.
"It's Mr. Smith!"
Li Wei cried out.
He glanced at the gargoyle and hesitated.
"A week ago, I saw him skulking around near the farm. After that, he disappeared without a trace. I never expected..."
Roger coughed twice.
He truly hadn't known about this.
He had been running around outside these past few days. How would he have had time to manage what happened at the farm?
Roger had instructed the gargoyle