Chapter 72: Chapter 72: He Just Wants to Learn Some Martial Arts, What’s Wrong With That? (Please follow)
"Is it his grain storage?"
Louis just felt a chill in his heart.
In an instant, a thread connected in his mind.
The never-solved Imperial Capital explosion case in his past life.
The dust explosion accident.
The grain storage background of Marquis York.
Marquis York, "accidentally" poisoned at this week’s banquet.
...
Still lacking a bit of extra information.
This part of the information he needed to find out himself.
He calmed his emotions.
"First, deal with the matter over there with my doppelganger."
He looked at Beatrice and said:
"Beatrice, could you help me prepare another set of clothes?"
"Hmm?"
Beatrice rarely heard Louis proactively request things, nodded and said:
"What kind do you want?"
Louis pondered for a moment.
He picked up a piece of parchment from the table and started sketching some designs.
It was the three-piece peak lapel suit he had to invest in during his past life for accompanying bosses to events.
As the most classic suit style, peak lapels were frequent guests in formal social events and balls in his past life.
The version Louis chose was the triple flap pocket, paired with a prong buckle belt, undoubtedly the most classic and steady choice, understated yet imposing.
Beatrice, who had an eye for aesthetics.
Just by looking a few more times, she could vaguely sense the embedded design aesthetics.
However, Louis always felt it lacked something.
Beatrice took a few more glances:
"Looks good, just missing a bit of overwhelming presence for a grand entrance."
Louis suddenly realized.
Then he added a peak lapel coat, an Albert watch chain, and a sword-concealed eagle-shaped cane.
Just in time for the recent cold weather, wearing more was appropriate.
What he didn’t notice was that, as he drew out the design, Beatrice’s eyes began to light up beside him.
She couldn’t wait and said:
"Why not use this outfit for the engagement ball?"
"Ah?"
Louis was at a loss for words.
This was the attire he had prepared for his identity as Mayer Morgan Rockefeller.
Its sole purpose was to impress.
How did Beatrice suddenly fancy it?
Louis said, "Wouldn’t it violate social etiquette?"
Who would have thought Beatrice would clap her hands and laugh:
"How could it? The definition of aesthetics is in our hands."
"We are the trendsetters of fashion."
Looks like Beatrice was determined.
Nonetheless, with this turn of events...
Louis, upon reconsidering, had more plans brewing in his mind.
...
After leaving the Minister of the Seal’s Office, Louis called on William and went straight to find Instructor Jino.
Who would have thought that Instructor Jino, upon seeing him, would first react by saying:
"Why aren’t you in combat practice, coming to see me for what?"
Sounding as if he couldn’t bear Louis appearing.
Louis was both amused and bothered, knowing that with the blessing of the mask talent, he now surpassed Instructor Jino (self-perceived) in talent.
Seeing his instructor on Burning Smoke Mountain Range battling two legendary dragons, despite getting beaten, remained fiercely stubborn.
So Louis quickly gave him an out:
"Instructor, I’ve encountered a problem."
"What problem?"
"This matter puzzles me, yet I have to tackle it, ultimately thinking only you can help me."
When saying the last sentence, Louis emphasized "only you can help me."
Upon hearing this, Jino’s eyes immediately lit up.
"What problem? Threatened by cultists? Battle Nuns from the Church of Glory planning to abduct you? Surely it can’t be some big aristocrat with a screw loose wanting to harm you."
Louis wiped his sweat.
Wow.
His instructor truly had a wealth of experience.
So he said, "I wanted to ask Marquis York something, but you know he’s a level 16 warrior, I’m a bit worried about angering him."
Thought Instructor Jino might hesitate upon hearing about Marquis York.
Instead, Jino’s eyes shone brighter, unconcerned about causing trouble, saying:
"Ask whatever you want, don’t fear he’ll make a move."
His face revealed a somewhat sly smile, like a kid stealing a dog, or ready to loot the old man’s gold coins.
—In short, his smile was peculiar.
Yet Louis, upon reconsidering, leaned forward to whisper:
"Instructor, does Marquis York have some impressive family martial arts?"
Seeing Jino smiling so slyly, Louis knew he craved Marquis York’s martial arts.
Seems the instructor had already decided to secretly learn in a sparring match.
Jino patted Louis on the shoulder, grinning from ear to ear.
He couldn’t resist attractive and powerful martial arts.
Greed, greed for it all!
He just wanted to learn some martial arts, what’s wrong with that?
The two exchanged a smile, and everything was unspoken.
Only William was sweating excessively.
Why does it feel like his lord intends to cause trouble?
Displeasing both the Royal Guard and City Lord’s Mansion, such a situation is unwelcome!
On this day, the City Lord’s Mansion welcomed three unexpected guests.
City Governor’s Office.
Marquis York looked oddly at the trio.
"Gentlemen, is there something you need from me?"
He pondered if he had done anything wrong recently.
It seemed at most he’d lingered a bit longer at the beauty’s place on Charming Street.
Those were regular spots, he even paid, shouldn’t count as an offense.
Louis stepped forward, said seriously:
"Lord York, are you aware of the granary explosion at the Imperial Palace a few days ago?"
Marquis York replied, "Roughly aware, but didn’t investigate thoroughly."
"Have you ever heard of a dust explosion?"
Louis briefly explained the dust explosion principle, his gaze fixed on Marquis York.
The innate emotional perception ability of his succubus opened quietly, observing every detail on Marquis York’s face.
Marquis York first seemed pensive, then realized:
"No wonder various granaries not only forbid inspection personnel to light flames but also require them to prohibit using blood energy; I always thought it was theft prevention."
"No wonder some granaries exploded for unknown reasons; at that time, I even dealt with some local officials."
Blood energy unique to melee professions, increasing with profession level, could burn just by contact, even through touch.
Easily igniting dust.
Louis nodded, then asked:
"Is there no such regulation in Tino City’s granary?"
Marquis York furrowed his brows:
"There is. When I first arrived years ago, I specifically oversaw training for related regulations."
Louis took a deep breath: "Are you certain?"
"Certain, initially I personally trained."
Louis took a deep breath.
The worst scenario happened.
First, let’s outline the situation.
The Royal Guard and City Guard know nothing of dust explosions.
Two possibilities here.
First possibility, no grain dust explosion ever occurred in Ense.
Second possibility, similar incidents happened in Ense, yet others didn’t know the explosion reasons.
But Marquis York claimed Ense Empire’s grain storage departments already had related rules.
What does this imply?
It implies, though the grain storage department was unaware of dust explosion principles, they deduced a set of explosion prevention standards.
Yet the current situation is, from the Royal Guard to the City Guard, they know almost nothing.
Louis only felt a chill down his spine.