Framed?

Looking up at the sun, Arthur thought it was probably now midday, right?

How does time even work in this new world?

Sigh…

Are there twenty fours in a day?

Since his transmigration into this world he has been using the sun as a way to tell time.

He can't just ask Scarlet how time works or what this world is called, right?

Even a country bumpkin that has never gone down a mountain would know what the world was called, right?

Even Jiang probably knows what the world is called. 

Probably…

"Big bro Arthur, why do I feel that someone insulted me?" Jiang, who was walking beside Arthur, asked.

Arthur was impressed, obviously it was him.

He wouldn't admit it but he had to give it to Jiang. His senses were quite sharp… sometimes.

"It's probably your imagination." Arthur replied to which Jiang nodded.

[Arthur, do you know what is taking them so long?] Leo asked via voice transmission, his rest shift had ended two hours ago and was already filled in by Arthur.

[Yes, its because Uncle Thomas isn't proficient in poison making. The first batch had failed, but don't worry it seems that he has succeeded and is now going over the plan with Uncle Albert and Scarlet. They will soon start the plan.] Arthur replied to Leo before sending a voice transmission to everyone including Quan and Ren who were currently resting in the carriage [Does everyone know what to do?]

[Yes!]

[Don't worry!]

[Big bro Arthur, leave it to me!]

[I will make sure he receives his due punishment.]

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What's taking so long?

It's been over five hours.

Don't tell me they somehow cured her.

Ever since he had jumped through the window of the blacksmith shop, infiltrated the next door cafe shop, and mixed poison into the tea he had been feeling anxious.

He had a fifty percent chance of that specific teacup being given to Scarlet.

If she drinks it, his plan succeeds.

If the teacup is given to that random hitchhiker, Arthur would get poisoned and Scarlet survives another day.

Either way he would never be suspected, the tea was made by the cafe shop and they had no way of knowing the tea was poisoned in the first place.

The poison he had mixed into the tea was untraceable until it circulated through the entire body before activating.

The only symptoms that were felt before its activation were stomachaches, so he knew that the poison filled tea was ingested by Scarlet.

It was just for some reason in the five years ever since he had infiltrated the Grand Duke's army he started to feel anxious.

During those five years, he had to put on an act of submissiveness for those damn nobles so he could get a high enough position.

He didn't know what for, all he knew was that even after assassinating Scarlet his mission was not done yet.

Luckily, his years of enduring abuse and bootlicking those nobles helped him keep his emotions from being seen outwardly.

After years of being an assassin even before being put on this mission, he had honed his natural instinct toward danger and he could clearly feel it.

But what could he do?

He couldn't run away.

All he could do was wait and keep walking.

And wait, he did.

Hmm? 

Feeling something in his pocket he reached in, took it out and to his horror…

Slam

Thomas, covered in sweat, slammed the carriage door open before shouting out in sorrow, "The young miss has been poisoned!" 

Arthur, who saw Thomas' acting, almost believed that Scarlet had truly been poisoned if not for him knowing that it was all part of the plan. Well, she was poisoned.

Thomas, however, knew the feeling of uneasiness and danger he had previously felt was real. 

The poison he had thrown away miraculously found its way into his pocket just as the carriage door slammed open.

Even though he did try to poison Scarlet, he knew he was being framed.

Damnit!

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As soon as Thomas shouted, everyone in the convoy stopped walking and turned toward Thomas' voice even the caravan driver stopped the horses as everyone felt anxious for their young miss.

The soldiers that were sleeping woke up and rushed out of their carriage.

Ezekiel, Thomas' son who stayed in the second carriage since only one group at a time could rest, rushed out worried for his big sister.

At this point, everyone was anxious for one reason or another.

Some were worried about their young miss.

Some were worried because if their young miss died they would be executed by the Grand Duke.

Even Arthur, Quan, Ren, Jiang, and Leo showed "worried" faces despite knowing this was all part of the plan.

As for Jeffrey, he knew he had to do something or else he would be done for.

The bottle of poison which he knew for a fact was teleported into his pocket had already disappeared.