The Goddess Made A Mistake Again

I stood before the house that my father left behind, which will go to my stepmother and I couldn't help but think bad of her. Not in a rude way but like… pity.

When you think about it clearly, what does she get anyway?

A house and a small town. That's literally nothing.

No, I'm not being sarcastic.

And I'm especially not being sarcastic because of how much ruin I brought upon the house nor how the townspeople are lazy and might kill her behind her back.

…Who knows, if lady luck is with me than that crazy bitch of an assassin might just kill her and remove a problem for me.

But that would be wanting too much.

Shaking my head, I ask Redwick to come before me and ask, "How much items were we able to acquire from the house?"

"Wait a moment, Master." Redwick went into the house and brought out a big notepad. I also saw him wearing glasses as he searched into that notepad.

"After searching for this two days, the maids and other workers had found a lot of money, gold and some documents." He then looked up at me, "I put the documents aside from them so you can read them later."

Then looked back at the notepad, "About the money, we had acquired up to a total sum of twenty thousand one hundred and fifty-one pounds. But the gold bars we found accounted to two hundred and fifty of them."

I nodded, "The gold bars each should amount to a lot of money right?"

"Yes, master. Each should cost a few hundred pounds, but I still haven't accurately counted them yet."

"That can be done later on when we go to our new house." I said thinking about the humongous amount of money that I've found in the graveyard.

'Adding that… I might have close to a few million pounds on me. Which… worries me.'

Even though the money should make me more than happy but it's a really concerning matter. The money was sure to be the same or close to the collected amount of all his black dealings so for the thugs that have broken away from loyalty, they'll be searching for those money.

Now that I think about it, that's good. If they do search for them, they would have to encounter me and if they do that… I will get a man to get inside the dark place.

As I was thinking, an important thought came to me as I told Redwick to come closer, "And about that matter?"

Redwick looked a bit confused, "About what matter?"

"That one… about the safe in the new place."

Redwick's face came to recognition as he smiled, "Don't worry, master. I got the matter settled, it will be done by the time we get there."@@novelbin@@

I smiled, a huge worry off my back.

"Though it is weird for you to build a safe like that." Redwick said.

"Have you ever seen anyone having this much money?"

"…R- Right" Redwick nodded then his face turned tired, "It's a bit weird."

"I already told you, I need it like that for safety."

"Oh, not that master. It's just… I was thinking about Anna." Redwick said, "I've never seen her taking a rest day before."

"O- Oh!... is that so." I said with a straight face even though I felt a bit sweaty inside.

"Hmm" He nodded, "Did you know, even when she was sick, she wouldn't take a rest day and even when she made mistakes and I scolded her for them, she would always apologize and get back to work. Even after I told her many times to get rest."

Then he looked concerned, "That said, it would mean she came down with something serious enough for her to take a rest, right?" He asked me.

"I… suppose."

"Maybe I should visit her."

"No!... I mean no, it's fine. Alice is with her, she'll be just fine." I said and tried to get his attention to someplace else, "That reminds me, where is that leg guy that I told you about?"

"Leg guy?" Redwick needed more content, but he spent enough time with me for him to evolve as well, "You mean the prosthetics doctor?"

"Yes, wasn't he supposed to arrive by today?"

"Yes, he was- there they are." Redwick pointed towards the gate, where two people sat on a carriage.

We went there and Redwick talked with them, "Hello, are any of you Mr. Brandford?" He asked the two riders.

The left one shook his head, "No, you are talking about our teacher."

Then the right one spoke, "We're his student, our teacher is inside the carriage."

We looked at the door of the carriage, which at the mention of it opened up.

A man of sufficient height standing at 5.5 got out. He was wearing fashionably rich clothes which were a white undershirt with suspenders, a rich dark green coat, pants of the same color and finally a hat which he tipped while introducing himself.

"Hello, I am Addon Brandford, the prosthetics doctor." He said in a professional manner, "and you are Mr. Redwick I presume?"

"Yes" Redwick nodded and pointed at me, "And this is my master, Henry Van Tax."

The doctor nodded at me and went for a handshake, "A pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise"

"Alright then, let's get straight to business, gentlemen."

"I'll get Mr. Jacob, sir." Redwick nodded and later came back with Jacob, who seemed a bit pissed off.

"What is it? I was very close to finding out that maids address!"

"Didn't I tell you not to force any of the maids."

"But I didn't. She was willing."

I shook my head, "Whatever, meet these men. They are here to cut off your leg."

Jacob didn't look pleased, "Yes, nice joke."

"It's not a joke." My words drained the color from his face as he looked at the doctor.

The doctor sensing the presence, said, "Well, I can't say clearly that if we need to cut off your leg or not without taking a look at it."

"Oh" Jacob removed the patch of clothing covering his leg as he asked, "How about now?"

The doctor taking just one look had a serious face, "Mr. Jacob… we're gonna have to cut it off."

"…Motherfucker!"