448,

"Oh my~ How outrageous, a despicable woman pestering this lord~"

Just as Cyclone took a step forward, a repugnant voice came from his right.

"Young master..."

Although the butler whispered, the real culprit, the young master of this mansion, not only ignored the butler but also addressed Cyclone in a joking tone.

"Doctor~ Could you please help~"

Nonchalantly and with a tone akin to playing a game.

"Oh?! Doctors can play too huh~ accompanied by such a sultry female nurse by your side~ hahaha~"

"Young master!"

"I know I know! It's so annoying! Can't this lord just sit here obediently?"

The butler turned around and looked at Cyclone.

"It's over there."

After indicating the location of the victim, the butler then stood by the young master's side.

Cyclone only took a glance, but instantly understood the scoundrel sitting on the sofa.

Golden short hair, handsome appearance and muscular physique, coupled with elegant attire and an aristocratic style, perfectly embodied the image of a standard playboy.

When he cast his suggestive gaze on Yuna, Cyclone felt nothing, as Yuna's sensual beauty was no secret from day one.

However, it was baffling that besides the young master and the butler in the room, along with the three male servants standing next to the young master, not a single person intended to help the injured person lying on the table, they even seemed to turn a blind eye.

Furthermore, upon closer inspection, in front of the sofa where the young master sat, there was another male servant who appeared to be injured, kneeling on the floor.

Facing this kneeling male servant, the young master extended his feet to rest on his back, stretching his legs.

Even though the situation was as expected, Cyclone couldn't help but feel helpless.

Only a person like him could display such wickedness.

Cyclone continued further into the room until he stood next to the victim, with the crowd behind him.

"This..."

Yuna was speechless instantly.

The girl's injuries were vastly different from what Sonja described.

Not only were there multiple knife wounds on her body, but purple bruises covered her whole body, with the most alarming being on her side.

A kitchen knife inserted horizontally, with the temporary bandage already stained red, making the situation extremely dire.

Lastly, there was a hammer that raised the most concern.

The girl lay on the table, holding a hammer in front of her abdomen with both hands.

In this grip, her left arm pressed against the kitchen knife, creating an unnatural posture.

In that moment, Cyclone understood.

This was a trap.

Mr. Berthold's expression of helplessness was all a deceit.

All of this was a well-planned operation, a trap that even fooled the righteous knight.

The male servant kneeling on the ground, judging by the bruises on his face, was possibly a backup scapegoat.

And Cyclone, as the black-market doctor who was about to attend to this patient, was the central figure in shifting the blame.

As long as he removed the hammer in front of him, regardless of whether Cyclone could save this girl later, whether the court guards found this girl when they arrived, Cyclone would become the sole contact and bear the blame for killing the nun.

"Doctor~ Please hurry~ Time is running out~"

The young master's plan has succeeded. Now, even if Cyclone does not give in, we can still use that man with the bruise to take the blame.

"Quite despicable..." Yuna muttered beside Cyclone.

"That's how society works~ society~" Cyclone shook his head helplessly.

"The underground doctor will be transferred in five minutes. If we can't save him..."

"Five minutes? What can be done in five minutes~ Give up, but if you give up, then I won't be able to pay you~"

Back in the days when the master was around, Cyclone had never encountered troublesome customers like this.

"This is really the last time..."

Just as Cyclone was about to raise his hand, Yuna instantly caught hold of it.

Even Yuna could see through the trap, of course she didn't want Cyclone to fall for it.

"Five minutes left, come on~ underground doctor~"

Facing the young master's final warning, Cyclone whispered to Yuna.

"Six minutes."

This one sentence demonstrated Cyclone's determination.