readx;? Behind a hidden meteorite belt outside the lighthouse, Anthony's fast airship connects with a transport ship with the inrest of a second-rate family. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Philip and Director Lando of the Family Affairs Administration stood side by side on the outside of the transparent wall, watching as Anthony was ushered into the energy cage room and secured to the safety seat.

"The handover is complete, and now the person is yours. Oh, these seventh-level powerhouses of the Hu Guards are left for you, just let them come back by themselves when they get to the place. Philip said to the director of the bureau, Lan Du, who had come to take over in person, "I know that the chamberlain must have an account for you, but I still have to pass it on again - the master's order is to secretly take this man away from the Beacon Star, but not to hurt his life." ”

Director Landu nodded slightly: "I understand." ”

Philip immediately offered to say goodbye to the hated bureaucrats in the chamberlain.

The Secretary of the Commission is hoping that Philip will go quickly, and of course he will not keep it. As soon as he heard that Philip was going to leave, he immediately sent him farewell. Although the farewell etiquette is grand and warm enough, it is actually similar to sending the plague god, that is, to quickly bombard him and leave.

Such an eager attitude made Philip's attendant very disgusted, and as soon as he returned to the airship, he couldn't help but say: "You shouldn't just hand over the people, young master, Lan Du is in such a hurry to bombard you away just to monopolize the credit." If he could pry open the man's mouth and get something, it would be a great achievement with David's master - he would definitely pry the man's mouth open and get something. You shouldn't leave this opportunity to him like that. ”

Philip was unimpressed: "I can't take the credit for them." ”

The attendant was dumbfounded, Philip was what he had served since he was a child, and everything was good, but he was young and vigorous and too naïve. How can credit not be grabbed? The position around the master is limited, and the number of people who rush to show their faces in front of the master is endless. It's a question of if you're weak and he's strong, either the east wind overpowers the west wind or the west wind overpowers the east wind. It seems to be indifferent now, Young Master Philip's position by David's master's side is stable enough, and no one can shake it, but if he always doesn't think about it, and he doesn't take credit for the size, but wants the master to always plan for him, then the friendship accumulated since childhood will be exhausted sooner or later, no matter how deep it is.

The attendant's worried expression amused Philip.

"Don't cry and curly. He called himself the squire by his nickname, and said, "I'm not one of those guys in the squire's room, so you don't have to hate me." ”

"David's chamber is full of slave-born sluts like Landu, and they have climbed to the present position only by trying to curry favor with David and make themselves appear useful. So I'm not surprised that they wanted to do something about it. It's like a dog, the dog will bark at the owner before he can remember to look at it. But I'm not a dog, so I can't bark at school. What's more, David didn't say let them scream, they barked like this, and if they screamed well, they might have a piece of flesh and bones, and if they didn't like it, they wouldn't be kicked. ”

The curly-haired attendant couldn't help but be stunned: everything is waiting for the master's explicit instructions before doing that! It is true that doing right may not be meritorious, but doing wrong must have been done. But if you don't do it, what use does the master want you?

"All the squires who say you are full of scheming tricks think it's simple," said Philip, who was in the excitement of successfully capturing Anthony, and was very interested in talking, and was a close attendant of his own, so he couldn't help but say a few more words: "You don't know David well enough, let alone the earth natives." David's posture is a true affection for the earth girl, and he can't let go in this life. As far as the earthly girl is so spicy, she dares to write a breakup letter to David. If this matter is not turned out today, it will be over, and once it is revealed, she will never give up. Anthony has a big conspiracy behind him, involving Mars and Lord Maximilian of the Earth Temple, and now he is arrested, but he will definitely be released in the future. Since he wants to come out, it is impossible to completely cover this matter, and sooner or later he will have to let the earth girl know. It's one thing for the earth girl not to want that person. Throwing a tantrum is another matter. In the future, when the earth girls make trouble and turn over old accounts, how can they kill a few people to make her angry. Of course, I don't believe that David will kill me, but it will be a headache to make the earth girl hold a grudge - I know too well what the earth girl is, and with my identity, she must not hate others and hate me, otherwise she would not be a soil girl. It's their business to do what they like to do in the Hebrew of Lando, do I have a relationship with them, and I have to take the blame for them?

The curly-haired attendant scolded his stomach and said in his heart: "So you are a young master." Who does the owner of this pot want to carry, and who dares not to carry it? Do you think that Mr. Landu does not know that there is danger? Isn't this what we are doing? Forget it, a young master like you will never understand. ”

Philip looked at the boring meteorite floating outside the porthole, and yawned a little boredly: "I'll go sleep for a while, tell them to hurry up, there is still a banquet waiting in the Lighthouse Star Manor, and it is easy to be suspicious if you leave for too long - David must be in a bad mood tonight, and we will go to the mansion early tomorrow morning to report to him." ”

The airship sped away from the meteorite belt and returned to Lighthouse, and at the same time, the transport ship with the insignia of a second-rate family set sail at the same time, heading in the opposite direction away from the Vault Dweller.

On the transport ship, David Duran's head of family affairs looked at the people inside the transparent wall, his eyes flashed with the cold light before the beast hunted, and then immediately returned to his calm gentlemanly demeanor. The various departments reported that everything was in order in the energy cage, and Lan Du tidied up his clothes, then raised his hand to open the cell door and walked in.

The setting in the cage was not bad, at least on the surface, it didn't look any different from a normal aristocratic lounge. The safety chair that confined Anthony was a high-backed chair with velvet cushions, and his limbs could move freely except that he had to sit on it. Even on the table at hand, there was wine to suit his taste.

This man is still useful after all, and if he is willing to get acquainted, they don't want to make things too ugly. But it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to get acquainted, from the perspective of Lan Du's personal style, he doesn't like to work in the eerie black prison, then it is simply self-abuse while abusing people. In comparison, he still prefers bright and luxurious places. He prefers to conquer and break the noble in such aristocratic rooms, crush their pride, and watch those who were once high fall to the dust, humbled and wailing at his feet.

Anthony was clearly reluctant to recognize each other, or not immediately, and he still sat in a high-backed chair like a real big man, as he had done all the time, with his own composure and nonchalance. He sat there, still the one who had been above all the king's powers before tonight. He turned a blind eye to Landu's arrival, didn't care, and even the compass that Landu was holding in his hand could give him a look. From him, Landu could not see a trace of panic and panic. But Landu didn't care, and even secretly despised and laughed. He had seen too many people who had just entered the energy cage and were still calm and full of courage, and by this time they were barely able to maintain their composure, which could only show their stupidity and weakness. It only took him a few minutes to tear the skin off their faces, and he would soon be able to make them prostrate and beg for mercy like the most lowly slaves, whether they were the able-to-be, nobles, or some other noble person.

"Did he think he was still that potential?" thought Lan Du dismissively.

He sat down across from Anthony, placed the compass on the table, and smiled at Anthony.

"Fortunately, Lord Anthony, the contemptible Landu, is a little man who is not worth mentioning. On this trip, I am with you on the way. He introduced himself, and then asked, "Do you want to know where we are going?"

Anthony let out an "oh", as if he had just seen Landu, and asked from the goodness, "Where are we going?" ”

"A slave camp, hundreds of light-years away from the Lighthouse. "You don't ask where the slave camp is or what family you belong to, it's all the same. ”

"Oh?" Anthony looked at Landu, suddenly interested in the little figure in front of him. He could tell that this man was a senior squire of David Duran, and that he was supposed to be the head of his family's affairs. There were too many attendants he had summoned in his life, and there had been a few such chiefs of the family, so he could be said to be very familiar with these people, but he had never seen any attendants from this angle, even from a completely level-level or even upward perspective, even Shamanda. They always lowered their eyes in front of him, bowed their heads, never stood up when they could kneel, and their tone and expression were all humble and flattering, even in opposition, which could penetrate the slightest tremor to the end. If there is any difference between the acolytes, it is only the difference between humility and dedication. He had seldom seen his attendants before, and he could not remember their names, but when he looked at them from such a new perspective of eye level, or even upward, he suddenly noticed that the expressions on their faces were so vivid and intriguing.

Lando was annoyed by Anthony's scrutinizing and inquiring gaze, and felt insulted and provoked, even though Anthony didn't actually mean to provoke. His tone remained unchanged as he continued: "We believe that you currently lack an understanding of who you are and need to learn from scratch. I think in that slave camp will teach you how to be a slave?"

"Learn to be a slave?" Anthony said, after a pause, and then in an eeriely welcoming tone, "I'm really interested in that. Where should we start -- to be honest, I'm not really familiar with this at all. ”

Landu's smile widened. "Don't be in a hurry," he said, "and we can start now, starting with what you most urgently need to learn." ”