224 Setting Up Count Freedman
After we exited the gates of the Academy, Adel and I took a carriage to a certain Count’s estate. Of course, we did not stop right outside his gates as we had to make preparations. “So Faith, what did you need me to do?”
I smiled and walked over to Adel. I reached down and grabbed the hem of her dress, causing her to blush and… with a bit of strength.
*Tear!*
“Faith! We are still too young.” Adel cried out, causing my eyebrow to twitch as I flicked her forehead.
“What is going on in that head of yours? We need to make it seem like you were captured and imprisoned. So I am tearing parts of your dress. But only enough to make it look like you put up a fight and not to make people think something else happened. We still have to keep your reputation intact after all.” I replied as I watched Adel’s eyes water up as she held her forehead.
She looked up at me with rosy cheeks and said: “I knew that!”
“Okay, the tears are done now. We just need some dirt. One second.” I said as I jumped out of the carriage and scooped up some dirt. I then re-entered the carriage and began smearing it all over Adel’s dress. She could only sit there and pout. But she did as I asked, even as I asked her to stand up so I could get her backside as well. After smearing her arms and legs as well as her face, we were ready to go after I ruffled her hair with some dirt as well. “Now you look like someone who has been stuck in a dungeon for a while.”
“I wish you had told me this all beforehand.” Adel was still pouting.
“Ah yeah, I guess I should have….” I really should have. But her reactions were quite amusing, so I didn’t. “So what I plan to do is phase you through the wall to the room that Sophie was locked up in. I plan to put piles of dirt around you to make it look like the Count was abusing you by throwing dirt all over you. Adel, I will also need you to turn on the waterworks as well.”
“I can do that.” Adel nodded her head. While she still seemed pretty upset with being suddenly turned into a ragged person, she still seemed more than willing to help.
The two of us flew out from the carriage, and using the trees as a means to hide our presence, I carried Adel in my arms, which seemed to have made her happy once more, and flew to the side of the building where the room Sophie was kept in was located. After using detection magic, I was able to make sure the room was clear. After wrapping Adel in my phase spell, we moved through the wall, where we began to place dirt all over the room, throwing it against the walls and floor to make it look like the Count had been going to town on the place.
Only after it looked sufficient enough to match Adel’s current appearance did I tie her up with some rope by her hands and feet and cast a locking spell on the door to keep it from being opened. I, of course, did not want anything to happen to Adel in the process of all of this. But just to be sure, I had Mr. Blobs hide in Adel’s hair to protect her just in case anything happened.
After everything was set, I phased back through the wall and went back to the carriage to grab my gift for the Count. Instructor Freedman was bound by both hands and feet and had a blindfold on as well as a gag in his mouth.
From there, I walked right up to the entrance of the estate, where two guards were standing guard. “Halt! What is the meaning of this!?”
“Meaning? I am just here to return the Count’s brother to him. Move or get hurt, you pick.” I replied while ignoring their presence.
“Stop right there!” One of the guards pointed their spear at me. I looked at it, reached out, and grabbed its tip, and with a squeeze, a crunching sound was heard as the metal spear tip crushed under my grip, leaving an imprint on my hand.
“I think I said to move or get hurt. Last warning, what will you do?” These words and my cold frosty expression were all it took for the two guards to drop their weapons and run away. This was to be expected as these people were just normal folk. Their pay was not enough to risk their lives.
I walked right through the gates and made my way towards the main house. The estate was big, and the road was slightly bumpy, so a lot of noise came from behind me as I dragged the Count’s brother by a rope that was attached to his foot.
It took me almost thirty minutes to reach the main house, which I kindly let myself in by kicking the door down. This quickly caught everyone’s attention. “Who are you!? Do you know whose house this is!?”
Always the same lines. You would think the Count would have told people to be on the lookout for me. Luckily the Count was quick to see what was going on and when he saw me, his face paled. “Faith Cyrilia! What do you think you are doing!?”
“What am I doing? Returning some trash to you.” I said as I threw his brother at him. A grunt was heard as the body hit the floor. Count Freedman looked at the man on the floor and frowned as he turned to look back at me. “What is the meaning of this? What has my brother done wrong to be treated in such a way? You better give me a good answer or….”
“Help! Someone save me!”