For example, just by looking at the ladies and girls who are eyebrow-raising with Fagaret, you can understand that Fagaré, a handsome and bevelous boy, is no longer a chick, and it is almost the same to say that he has experienced a hundred battles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hughes, on the other hand, was a complete accident, or rather, a special kind of aristocracy.

As the true sole heir of a powerful family, he must learn all the knowledge and skills he must know at the right age in order to be able to perfectly uphold the family lineage in the future, and even carry forward the glory and power of the family.

It's not easy!

So, in the Horton family, until Hughes had become a true warrior, he was not allowed to have sex with a woman. In other words, he was only a boy compared to Fagaret, which was the driving force behind his desire to become a knight with horses and beautiful women.

It was midnight, and there was only a little wine left in the wine glass in front of Xius and Fagaré, like residual blood.

"Well, it's time for rejoicing, Theseus, I must go to the appointment, being late is not a mistake that a noble gentleman should make. At the dull hourly chime, Fagaret drained the remnants of his glass in one gulp, and then unhurriedly rose from his comfortable chair and bid farewell to the drunken Theseus.

"It's like this every time, would you die without a woman? You're only fourteen years old, Fagaret, my father said that frequent sexual intercourse is exhausting, and that's the enemy of warriors. Hughes stopped dissatisfied, though he had already sighed in his heart, telling himself that Fagaret would never listen to persuasion, and that he would definitely go to the appointment.

Fagaret smiled elegantly, turned to leave, and only when he reached the door did he respond: "Theseus, don't use such a weak excuse if you want me to stay, hehe, tell you, although I won't die without a woman, a woman who misses the appointment will definitely be so sad that she wants to commit suicide." So, in order to save the life of the beautiful woman, I had to leave on time. Goodbye, my friend, maybe we will have a chance to get together a few times before you go to the Royal Family Warrior Academy, and your father will not even give this little face. See you next time, dear Theseus. ”

With that, Fagaret gracefully opened the door and left, leaving only Theseus leaning back in his chair and rolling his eyes.

Throwing his head back and drinking the remnants of the wine, Theseus threw the empty crystal glass back, and after a muffled sound, the glass did not shatter, but fell crooked on the thick precious carpet.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm gone. Hughes muttered, got up sharply, put his coat on his body casually, and left the room.

Just as his figure faded into the corridor outside the room, a figure appeared behind a pot of flowers and trees in the corner behind him, standing quietly staring at the distant background of Xius, his eyes narrowing slightly for a moment before leaving silently.

The man was dressed in ornate thin plate armor with a pattern on his left chest. He had his head held high, and his face was younger and more handsome, and he looked like a man of the upper class.

Turning back to another room, he opened the door and flashed in.

In the room, there was a young man in fine clothes with a slight face, leaning back on a chair and closing his eyes to recuperate. The sound of the door opening didn't make him change his posture or open his eyes, and he leaned there without saying a word.

"Young Master, he's gone, are we going to get moving?" asked the young warrior as he bowed respectfully.

The young man in the Chinese costume on the chair raised his head and opened his eyes, but his attention was not on the samurai, but he was a little confused, and his eyes were not focused.

"Young Master Hiss?" Seeing that the master did not respond, the young warrior asked again in a slightly louder voice.

"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf!" The young man in Chinese clothes reacted at this time, but his attitude was obviously not very good, and after glaring at the samurai, his face became cloudy, and he asked hesitantly: "Should I move him or not, after all, he is also the son-in-law of a noble viscount, and if he is moved, there may be big trouble." ”

He couldn't be provoked by the presence of the group of people in front of him, and took care of the matter on the spur of the moment, but now, when he thought calmly, he immediately discovered the trouble involved. This made him hesitate.

The young samurai who was buried in his head because of the staring sneered silently, and the corners of his mouth flashed with disdain and contempt: just a little viscount, where is he worthy of the word honorable, an ignorant guy. If it weren't for the possibility that you would inherit the title of Marquis in the future, how could I, an official swordsman of the Marquis's Mansion, come to this poor country to protect you!

Of course, the words in his heart can only exist in his heart because he can't see people, and on the surface, he still has to serve the gentleman in front of him, and eliminate those he doesn't like to gain his favor. Moreover, repairing a little viscount heir who is not yet a swordsman is just within his reach.

As for those aristocratic rules, can't he afford to provoke and hide? Cover the head and beat the kid who made the young master unhappy, with the strength of his official swordsman, the other party will definitely not find out about his situation, so how can he sue for revenge?

"It's a vain fight!" the samurai sneered softly, he didn't know how many times he had seen such a thing when he was in the royal capital, as long as it wasn't too serious, most of them were unresolved.

With a flash of thought, he decided to offer the young master who was still hesitant to make a final decision.

"Young Master, it's best not to go back on the agreement you made in front of everyone, otherwise it will be a discredit to you and Lord Viscount. And in the future, you may receive a lot of ridicule in Shining City. ”

"I won't understand this!" As soon as Heath, who was already full of anger and felt that he was in charge of Matthew, heard this, the anger in his heart was immediately ignited, and he scolded angrily: "I don't need you to teach me anything, a mouthy thing!"

"Yes, yes, it's me who is too talkative," the young warrior apologized as he tried to bend his waist lower, burying his already distorted face deep in the darkness that Hiss couldn't see. He hated a lot in his heart, if it weren't for the identity of the other party, he would probably draw his sword and cut the superficial squirt in front of him in half.

"Hmph~!" Hiss snorted coldly, and then gave a resolute order: "According to the information, that kid will pass through a chaotic slum when he returns to the castle from here, you quickly take someone to change your clothes and lie in ambush there, and when his carriage arrives, pretend to be a pariah in pursuit and ram his carriage, it is better to overturn it, and leave immediately after you succeed, and hide in my family's manor outside the city." Merrick, I don't want things to be out of control, and I don't want any of our people to get caught, otherwise, you know the consequences. ”

"Yes!" Merrick's iron fist slammed into the left breastplate, making a thud, and then turned to leave. Since the master has issued the order, he, as the master's subordinate, must complete the order. Although, he was also a little surprised by the performance of this guy who usually looks useless just now.

After Merrick left, Heath sneered, and he leaned back in his chair and began to close his eyes again.

"Lord Marquis, I believe you will see my wisdom and courage!" said a self-muttered voice that drifted through the room for a long time.

As soon as Merik exited the gates of Dhaka's Villa, he called two of his men who were waiting outside to act together. The reason why he didn't call more people was because he was afraid that he would cause trouble if he revealed the news, and secondly, he had no choice but to do so, because although it had been more than three months since he was sent to the Young Master Hiss mansion, he had only accepted two credible subordinates so far.

Merrick did not tell the two men what was going on, but ordered them to drive the carriage to Finin Street in a quarter of an hour, a remote street separated from the ghetto by a wall, more than three hundred meters away from the road that Shecius had to pass through the ghetto, and the best place to escape after the attack.

The Hiss carriage ran wildly on the avenue, which had been silent in the middle of the night, and the patrolling city guards avoided the carriage when they saw the carriage marking, and before a quarter of an hour the three of them had reached their designated position.

Merrick parked the carriage on a dark street corner, where it was the least noticeable.

"What are we going to do, my lord?" it was only then that one of the two men, a thin fellow, asked the purpose of the trip. What caught his eye the most compared to the other, the stronger one, was his eyes, small, but flexible, always turning around, and looking very clever, just like now.

Merik smiled, he didn't intend to tell his men the truth, but a necessary excuse was still needed: "Fix the son of a merchant who offended the young master in Dhaka." ”

"Oh, I see, which merchant's son actually made the young master angry?" the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and the slightly thinner fellow rolled his eyes and asked again.

Merik's smile immediately turned cold, although his face was still smiling, but Sen Han's eyes made the questioner shrink his neck, bow his head respectfully, and honestly bury the rest of his doubts in his stomach.

"You don't need to know much, just do what I say!"

Merrick snorted in displeasure, then moved on to the attack.

"We're going to do it on the other side of the slum, and Mark pretends to be being chased and rushes at the merchant's son's carriage, and then he looks for a crowd of thugs behind him, and pretends to chase you, and when he encounters the carriage, he overturns the carriage, and it's better to do it a few more times, but you have to remember, don't be too ruthless, don't greet him in the face, just get a wound. Retreat as soon as you succeed, and you won't need me to tell you where to retreat, right?"

The two subordinates nodded at the same time, and smiled flatteringly: "My lord is really a good plan, in this case, the kid will be beaten in vain, and he can't tell if he has suffering, which may make him more depressed than not fighting." ”

"Alright, time is tight, don't say it's useless, this time can only pass through the merchant's son's carriage, now we have to find some ordinary clothes to pretend to be civilians, and some other people to use. Merrick was indifferent to his compliment and ordered coldly.

He found that they had to speed up a bit so that they wouldn't miss the best ambush spot. Although the carriage of Shecius returning home was relatively slow, and they had at least half an hour to go, they could not withstand the consumption of so much useless nonsense.

However, this time the action was too sudden, and there was no preparation in the slightest. As at the moment, the three of them had neither clothes to wear nor hands to use. But it is not difficult to complete the task itself, the clothes can be taken without telling them, and they can be thrown away when they are used up, and the manpower is even better, and ten gold coins are enough to recruit ten low-level adventurers in the slums who are willing to kill and set fire to them.

The task was arranged, and the three of them acted quickly. Two of his men went to find them the right clothes and inspect the ambush location, while Merrick himself went to find ten men to use later.

Soon, the three who had gone out came back, and the thin guy quickly drew a few lines on the paper with a pen, and reported at the same time: "That street is very long and straight, except for the entrance and exit and this ambush point we have chosen, the rest of the forks are dead ends, and although there are lights on the long street, they are not bright enough, which is very beneficial to us, and the boy can't run away even if he wants to." Here is the topographic map. ”

Merrick knew the situation ahead with just one glance, he smiled, patted the thin guy on the shoulder, and praised: "Okay, very clear, it seems that you were also a graduate of the regular warrior academy before." In this case, you go to the ambush at once, and I will go to find someone, and when I see that the carriage is in a suitable position, I will signal it, and then you will immediately rush out, and I will direct the men to pursue you. ”

"Yes, my lord, we understand!" the two men nodded and immediately got out of the car and left, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Merrick changed his clothes, took a cloak, and left the carriage with the same neatness, and the carriage was suddenly unmanned. However, Merrick was not worried that he would not find the carriage when he returned.

The horses domesticated by the nobles were very obedient and would not leave without the drive of their masters. Moreover, the carriage was engraved with the family crest of the nobles, and the thieves of Shining City probably did not dare to attack the property of a viscount's family, because that would mean that even if the thief got into the rat hole, his boss would take it out and sacrifice it to the angry nobles to appease their anger, and then hang their heads to death.

Merrick was walking towards the heart of the slum, and he knew there must be a dimly lit tavern there. At this time, most of the people in the slums have already slept, and only the tavern belonging to low-level adventurers still has a lot of good people waiting, waiting for someone to issue a quest, and they rely on this kind of quest in the dark to earn more money. This is, of course, an unspoken rule, which the nobles at the top will not know, nor will the poor at the bottom, so of course only the doglegs of the nobles and the adventurers who are willing to do this kind of work will understand it in their hearts.

With the speed of Merrick's junior swordsmanship, he quickly found the tavern in the center of the ghetto. As he expected, the dim yellow gas lamps outside the tavern were still on, and through the window, he saw at least seven people.

"Seven people? Well, that's about enough. Merrick frowned and thought for a few seconds, then his brow loosened again. In his understanding, it was enough to have one of them against a trainee soldier, not to mention two good subordinates and a group of trainee fighters.

Putting the hat on his head, Merik's face immediately disappeared into darkness. He opened the door to the tavern and stepped inside, looking around every corner of the tavern. At the same time, the sound of the door opening and closing and the sound of steps also alarmed the adventurers who were silently enjoying their drinks, and the cold gazes of the nine people fell on Merrick for a moment.

"Good, it turns out that there are two people in the corner. The corners of his face hidden in the darkness turned up, and then he took a small brocade bag from his bosom and placed it on an empty wine table in front of him.

"Whoa~!" was the sound of gold coins, and it seemed to be quite a bit.

The eyes of everyone in the tavern suddenly became hot, and the three strong men sitting next to each other even looked at each other and laughed, although the smiles looked extremely hideous.