The clock pointed to 10 o'clock, and Lorraine packed up and went to the living room.

After waiting for a while, the door to the other bedroom opened, and Henna walked out shyly with the huge hem of her dress.

Lorraine's eyes lit up at once.

Henna is henna, and henna is not henna.

Today, she took off her unchanged Assasin combat uniform and the large cloak that was covered outside, and for the first time in Lorraine's memory, she changed into a large bra that symbolized a lady.

The shawl's hair was tied up with a large bow, and her jade-like eyes sparkled brightly on her face.

Her gown was plain black with a cinched bodice, a low-cut and sleeveless design that should have been sexy, but it was paired with a wide high neckline that hugged her shoulders and embellished with another bow at the side of her neck.

The bow, much smaller than the one on the top of the head, with a long ribbon of ribbon, slid across the chest to cover the seductive furrow between the chests, and turned a bend at the heart of the river, fastened only by a shiny brooch in disguise as a floral ornament.

Lorraine was particularly familiar with the brooch, as it was the star-shaped shell he gave to Henna on the night of crocodile blood, and I don't know when Karakuri was added to change it to its current appearance.

With the slim down, the simple and tight upper body corresponds to the wide and ornate hem.

The large skirt stretched out, and the fluffy and overlapping skirt had five layers, from short to long, to the ground. The edges of each layer are sewn with intricate lace, and the layers of sheer yarn give the whole dress a hazy glow.

In the middle of the dress and skirt, silk and lace tie the third bow of the whole dress, which corresponds to the bow on the side of the neck, and sets off the waist of henna with a huge beauty.

Sexy and conservative, pure and charming, a dress can cross two completely different fields.

Henna stood there with her face blushed, her head bowed, her eyes down, her coffee-colored skin delicate and soft, and against the background of the plain black dress, it gave people the illusion of whiteness.

Lorraine's eyes straightened when she saw it, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Henna, you actually have a dress!"

Duh!

The flower-like skirt trembled without a trace, and Henna flicked from the middle of the second and third layers of skirts, and two red velvet knives flew out of the petals, rubbing Lorraine's face and nailing them to the wall, three inches into the wall.

Lorraine broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now? In a flash of red light, he almost drew his knife? This shows that Henna threw the knife with a murderous aura at all......

"Listen to me." He swallowed hard, "What I was trying to say was actually?" You actually put on such a complicated dress alone? ”

Henna seemed to believe.

She thought about it? When you reach the waist of your skirt and click it, the whole skirt slides down? Cropped trousers that fit into the top and tightly cover the thighs are exposed.

A moccasin boot with a high low heel attached to the leg of the trousers? Knocking on the belt on the outside of the thigh? Tighten her two short knives and four red velvets.

"This is a dress version of the battle suit, Carmen asked Lucy's tailor to make it, saying that I can use it sooner or later, so I will always carry it."

"Uh...... Carmen was really thoughtful......"

Henna nodded seriously: "And a set of white?" Although it looks different? But the idea is pretty much the same. ”

She offered a treasure to untie the big bow on her waist, untied it whole, and snapped out like a whip, accompanied by a commentary.

"Although it looks like a cumbersome thing, but there is a whole rhinoceros tendon in it? It is a very useful sling and can also be used as a whip. I wanted to add a hook? But Carmen disagreed. ”

"Uh......" Lorraine's sweat was dripping more diligently than when the knife was about to end, "Carmen is really thoughtful......"

"You just said that."

"Trust me? I didn't say that. ”

Ten minutes later, Henna re-tied the bow? Hang up what may be the most gorgeous fake skirt in human history? Carefully insert the knife that Lorraine handed over to him back into the scabbard hidden between the layers of the skirt.

Lorraine asked, "May I ask where your shawl?" Beautiful young lady. ”

"In the house."

So Lorraine came into the house? Very gentlemanly draped Henna with a tasseled shawl, just enough to cover the Assasin tattoo on her big arm.

"And did Carmen get you a fan again?"

"Nope." Henna looked a little depressed, "I wanted to make a fan out of a throwing knife, but she refused." It's weird, obviously her fan bone is also metal......"

"Uh...... Carmen was very thoughtful. ”

"You've said it twice."

"Really, I didn't say ......"

……

The gentleman led the lady downstairs, met Lef, Bartow, and Freemani, and handed Daniel the new letter he had written last night, without having to deliberately confess, Daniel naturally knew what to do.

Fremani respectfully led to the front, bowed and said, "My lord, the carriage is ready." ”

"Let's go, then. Punctuality is a gentleman's virtue, don't keep Major Marat waiting. ”

A group of five people went downstairs in unison, and when they walked out the door, Lorraine saw a group of cyclists, and there was a bear-like, burly man who was unusually manlike and squeezed into the carriage in front of Lorraine.

He bent over and turned his head, his eyes sweeping over Lorraine and Henna, as if intentionally or unintentionally, just a glance.

Lorraine saw the face of a beast ship, with blood-red eyes, greasy hair, and a face full of flesh that had nowhere to hide, but was covered by a full beard.

His gaze collided with Lorraine's, presumably with a good-natured grin, revealing a mouthful of yellowish teeth, which were more filthy than dirty because of the missing upper incisors.

"Hola amigo (Hello, friend)." He said.

"Le deseo un feliz viaje (Have a nice trip)." Lorraine replied.

The car in front was escorted by the knights, and Lorraine watched thoughtfully at the smoke wafting from the street corner.

"This is our neighbor?"

"I came back last night." Barto leaned into Lorraine's ear and replied, "There are twelve people in the group, and four of them are particularly conspicuous, and the bearded man just now is one of them, and he is also the leader. ”

"Someone as conspicuous as he is...... Are there four? ”

"Yes, when this group of people came back, it smelled of blood, not like hunting, but like slaughter."

"Massacre...... No wonder I feel like I've met a peer. Lorraine smiled meaninglessly, "Where's our carriage?" It won't be snatched away by a kind gentleman, right? ”

Freemani hurried down and made a gesture towards the street, summoning Lorraine's carriage.

"My lord, do you need me to get some horses too? Although San Carlos is dilapidated, there are several rental houses, and there are everything you need for carriages and horses. ”

Lorraine thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Let's go. There are few of us, so we don't have to be ostentatious. ”

The carriage set off slowly.

Sitting in a rickety car, Lorraine kept thinking about the neighbor she had met for the first time.

Barto said there were three more in their group who stood out like him, and Lorraine saw two.

One was an Indian charioteer, with a similar physique and height to Lef, naked in sleeveless leather armor, and carrying a huge wheel axe and spear in the shape of an X.

One is a knight on the side, wearing a wide-brimmed hat with feathers on his head and a traditional Spanish dress with silver trim on a blue background, like the protagonist in "The Three Musketeers".

His belt had scabbards on the left and right, and the sheath exposed an intricately patterned wooden hilt. In Lorraine's mind, the only strange weapon with such a scabbard stuck in a gun was a rarer blade than Acharin's pepper shaker.

Where did the third conspicuous person go?

What are these people doing?

Are they really adventurers? Or, as Lorraine intuitively leads, a pirate?

But is there anything in San Carlos worthy of pirates ashore?

If you think about it, is there really a treasure in this rainforest that is worth keeping for adventurers?

If not, were they uninvited like Lorraine, or by whom?

In little San Carlos, the situation suddenly became confusing, so that Lorraine could no longer see clearly.

He suddenly remembered Noah's divination.

Sure enough, blindly adjusting the manpower at the request of Party A will only bring trouble. Nelson, this is the ...... you owe me."