Black Scepter Chapter 7: Ambition, followed by 0 years of vendetta
I met two great gods, the princes of incendiary drama and the innocent yesterday, and talked about some writing problems, and benefited a lot. I believe this book will be of better quality than the dragon skeleton. The two great god-level authors explained a lot and let I have a new understanding of writing again, and hope that the following text will satisfy all friends.
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The appearance of the outsider is not beyond Morpheus's expectation, because he is sensitive to hearing, he can even judge the girl's height from the interval of footsteps. The person in front of him was wearing ordinary clothes, which seemed to be similar to the pedestrians on the street, but the well-maintained delicate face and the valuable silver bracelet on the wrist inadvertently declared her good status.
According to the judgment standard of ordinary people, the girl in front of her looks like a sixteen or seventy-year-old girl, her figure is already small, and her egg face with a pair of emerald-like eyes has been described as small and beautiful, but in the eyes of Morpheus, he looks The only place to stay is not the slightly swollen chest or the eyes that looked at him with curiosity, but the white neck--
He is calculating from what angle the dagger needs to draw it.
"Excuse me...Is Morpheus less...?"
The word "Master" is not spoken, leaving a hint of a different meaning. The girl in front of her looks innocent, but Morpheus narrows her eyes-there are too many dangerous creatures in the jungle In the sense of human life, a sword-venomous spider disguised as a dead leaf can poison an adult wild boar in one bite. The girl who inadvertently exposes flaws in front of her is less like a trustworthy object.
"There is an invitation letter here...Father wants me to give it to you personally."
The girl seemed disappointed to see that Morpheus did not show any change in expression, but then it seemed as though she had thought of something, and there was some unexpected rejoicing.
It seems as if the honey badger has found the hive.
A plain envelope written on kraft paper was handed out by the girl, and Morpheus backed away. The hand that didn’t hold the dagger stretched out **** and clamped the envelope. Take it over.
The girl who looked at this weird behavior was a little dazed, but took a breath. She seemed to have made a decision. She said: "Don’t a nobleman not invite ladies-"
She took the initiative to step into the room and suddenly stopped her words, because a sword was already attached to her neck.
The horrified girl didn’t yell. At this moment, she believed that if she leaned forward a little more, her throat would be opened without hesitation. This is an instinctive judgment, because the person in front of her It was not like any aristocratic young master she had ever seen. Those who saw her and their eyes could not stop the obscene light of the wine bag could not be compared with the guy in front of him.
"I get it."
The unusually calm girl said nothing, took a step back slowly, and left the attack area of the sharp sword, and Morpheus narrowed her eyes and looked at her throat. In the mind of this "Flower of Padine".
"Maybe you are too enthusiastic."
The words of the old housekeeper sounded behind the girl, but it seemed a bit cold. "Master needs rest, thank you for coming here in person. The Windsor family will remember the enthusiasm of the Blair family."
The girl who just looked innocent and abnormal at first just seemed to change herself instantly. She looked like a noble lady with a mature face, turned her back and walked out.
"The Blair family, the owner of the Padine city, Britney is the gold of the count of Isaac Blair. Sending his own daughter to this place in order to convey a message really does not destroy the title of "speculator" among the nobles."
The old housekeeper bowed slightly, seeming to apologize.
"Forgive me for taking the trouble and let this lady come directly to your room."
The envelope held by Morpheus's fingers was turned over, the dagger crossed horizontally, and the envelope lying flat in the hand was cut off by a silver light. The central position Blair family coat of arms wax paint, unfolded gently, Morpheus delivered the letter Gave Palfa.
"After all, I will face this world alone, you are not wrong, now learn to be vigilant, it is better than regret in the grave."
Morpheus is well aware that the old housekeeper in front of him is constantly tempting himself, but he does not dislike it. This is a disguised experience. Although there is no crisis like that in the jungle, it needs more brain to deal with. It is exactly what he is not good at.
The dagger is spinning in his hand, and he is simply inserted into the sheath. The alternative noble young master sighed in a low voice: "It’s a strange guy, I really thought that I would get what I would get if I gave a free mating opportunity. Benefits?"
The old butler beside was dumbfounded.
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The night of Padine is still lively.
The degree of development of the Byzantine Empire can be seen here. Even at night, most of the city is still brightly lit, which is especially obvious near the center of the city-because it is a noble activity area.
The Windsor family, the surname of the great aristocrat in this empire has an indescribable meaning for Padine.
In short, all the nobles of Padine are "squires" in a sense, even if they go to a country like Constantinople, they can only be the last in the aristocratic circle, so they can only be within one third of their own acre. Active, of course, the nobility is a class that never lacks ambition. The Blair family is the old family that has been operating in the old city of Padine for nearly two hundred years. Under the management of the new head of the family, it has already been qualified to enter the Constantinople core noble circle.
The Morpheus line is really not low-key, even if the precious purple iris emblem is not worn, the well-informed aristocracy will still judge the tall knights and spirited old housekeepers from the first time, and A dinner invitation letter written by Earl Blair was naturally handed out for etiquette-let the beautiful daughter with "Flower of Padine" personally send it to ~IndoMTL.com~ sincerely obvious that anyone knows what abacus he made.
For nobles, before a real wedding, no one will ever stop chasing power through marriage.
But obviously, all of this is a formality. Everyone knows what kind of disaster the Windsor family has suffered recently, and how dangerous this team is returning to Constantinople.
Because of this, the act of "Flower of Padine" coming alone to give a hug will be more weighty, but he can put his own daughter in danger. Earl Blair cannot do it alone- —The ambition, 17-year-old Britney also has.
At night, the hotel where the sole heir of the Windsor family stayed was quiet.
Don’t know that the situation is not safe. Of course, Morpheus will not be stupid. Let’s go to a banquet. In the face of this colorful and complex human society, Morpheus gently plays with the short sword in his hand. A dark street lit by torches outside the hotel.
The old housekeeper delivered the dinner to the room, and did not even let Morpheus out of the bedroom. However, at the request of Morpheus, Old Palfa simply explained what the enemy the Windsor family might face now.
Of course, if you list all the political enemies or enemies of an ancient family, it is estimated that there are several rolls of a parchment list, so the old housekeeper just said something that should be said.
"The revenge of Duke Christoph...the so-called aristocratic vendetta is really dirtier than expected."
Morpheus already has a concept of the so-called humiliation imposed on the body-there has never been inexplicable love or hatred. Since he has honored himself, he has to bear this revenge for nearly a hundred years.