Malinda knew perfectly well whom Arthur was asking about with his silent mouthing.
Julie, the Countess's Chief Swordsman.
Malinda could think of no one else.
After all, it was precisely because she had been "so late returning" that Arthur had a better opportunity to slaughter pigs-killing one pig had been part of the plan, but having one pig kill even more pigs was an unexpected bonus.
The former was justified.
The latter?
Even more justified.
Because-
None of this had anything to do with her or Arthur. They had only stumbled upon the truth themselves, and even the Countess would not pry any further.
As long as she and Arthur did not cross the line.
Besides, Malinda was more concerned about why the Chief Swordsman was late.
She might be easygoing, but she was never unpunctual.
Unless something unavoidable had happened.
And anything that could leave her with no choice...
The Countess!
There was no other possibility.
Arthur and Malinda exchanged a glance. Then Arthur took the tray laden with egg tarts and hot milk, while Malinda stepped forward and gave everyone an apologetic smile.
"Sorry for disturbing everyone.
Breakfast will be served promptly at seven thirty. You can all go back to sleep for a while. Arthur once said that sleep was sweetest when you went back to bed, and I wholeheartedly agree.
Of course, an early-morning stroll through the grounds would also be a fine choice.
The grounds of Caesar Manor have been cleared, as has the area surrounding the manor, so feel free to explore."
Malinda spoke with easy poise.
Everyone around her promptly took the hint and responded.
Go back to sleep?
Naturally, that was impossible.
How could they sleep after what had just happened?
Thus, those who had not been implicated headed toward the grounds