Chapter 22: Black History
"Mom, Dad isn't like that." Catherine retorted weakly.
The Duchess snorted lightly, clasped her hands to her chest, and seemed to smile: "It's not that kind of person, so do you know?" I've been married to him for 29 years, and he does love me very much, but that doesn't stop him from having a lover outside. ”
Catherine couldn't believe it: "It's impossible, dad is not like those nobles......"
The Duchess hugged her daughter's neck from behind and sighed faintly: "Men are like this, no matter how good the women in the family are, they will still steal fish, your father is good, after ten years of marriage, he found a mistress outside, and in the next 19 years, he changed two more."
The first is a sexy and hot widow, her husband is a businessman, very charming and seductive.
The second looks a little like me, but his breasts are bigger than mine, and he screams louder than me.
The third is named Marilyn, she is the daughter of the Marquis of David, married, and the funny thing is that Davy is also a brother to your father, and has a good relationship......"
David: I treat you like a brother, and you actually sleep with my daughter!
Catherine's face was very surprised, in her mind, her father was very good, he had always been used to her, he was also very family-oriented, he didn't smoke or drink and was not lustful, a model among men, and now ......
In short, the father's tall image collapsed in half, and she said in surprise: "Mom, why do you know so clearly? ”
The Duchess sighed faintly: "Because since I knew that he had a lover outside, I still helped him find the latter two."
You know, especially his second one, who looked a bit like my mistress, was so excited that he experimented with a lot of new poses. Really, don't you have it at home? Won't I cooperate? I don't have to spend any money......"
Catherine looked embarrassed and confused: "Mom, aren't you angry?" ”
"Of course I'm angry, but what can I do, I can't stop a man's enterprising heart. Your dad is okay, Marquis David has 11 mistresses outside at the same time, it's really not worth it for the Marquise, heh, he's not afraid of dying on a woman's belly.
This is still in the Norkman Empire, and if it is in Faroran, it is even more eye-opening. ”
The Duchess smiled and said that men are all big pigs' trotters, and no matter how smart and virtuous she is, there is nothing she can do about it.
In front of the mirror, she helped Catherine make up: "You don't have to think about it, just get along with your little man, and take advantage of this time to accompany him to complete the transformation of a man."
When a prodigal son is willing to give up part of his freedom and sacrifice part of his dignity to take on the responsibilities of the family, he is considered mature. It is this period of time that you have to spend with him, imprint your figure deeply in his heart, and leave him with memories that will last a lifetime.
In this way, no matter how far he runs and how ambitious his heart is, he will remember that he has a wife and a family. ”
Catherine stood up and hugged her mother, "Mom, sleep with me tonight, I want to ask you a lot of things." ”
"No problem."
"Daddy won't be angry, will he?"
"What can he be angry about, eat inside and out, I just don't care about him in general, otherwise I would have sent his women's clothes photos to the newspaper office a long time ago."
Catherine was startled, and her voice changed a little: "Women's clothing?!! ”
The Duchess stroked her forehead: "I'm sorry, I missed my mouth." ”
"Show me, show me!" Catherine suddenly became excited, this is black history, absolutely big news.
The duchess failed to prevaricate, quietly went to a room where the miscellaneous items were kept, took out 32 black-and-white photographs from a hidden box, and then returned to her daughter's room and closed the door.
"Haha! So cute! ”
Catherine took a photo of her father, Duke Xavier, and spun around on the bed with a smile.
The Duchess smiled faintly, as the inventor of the camera, she was also a lover of the art of photography, and she had gone to great lengths to fool her suitors into dressing up in women's clothes.
Catherine laughed for a long time, and then flipped through the other 31 photos, all of which were old from at least thirty years ago.
Several of them she knew: "Demon Hunter Master Randy Mack, Fourth-Order Black Knight Martin Sinkovich of the Steam Alliance, Marquis of Thornton of Faroland......"
In the 32 women's clothing photos, there are almost no transcendents below the fourth order, they may not have been so strong back then, but now they are all big guys.
The Duchess was not surprised, she didn't bother to fool around with ordinary people, and those who could be taken by her in women's clothes were people with some potential.
The more Catherine looked at it, the more excited she became, but when she flipped to one of the photos, she couldn't help but shake her hand and said in a trembling voice, "This ...... This is, Gonzalez? ”
The Duchess smiled mischievously: "Yes, it's him, he looks pretty cute...... In the first place, it was to deceive ...... Ahem, it took me a lot of time to persuade him to dedicate himself to art. ”
Catherine was speechless, not only Gonzalez, but also the Councillor of the Steam Alliance, Daniel Farley, the father of Alfred the "Heavenly Justice", a Black Knight of the Sanctuary.
If these photos were sent to the newspaper office for publication, it would be a disaster, and I don't know how much of a stir it would cause.
"Mom, did you pour them any ecstasy soup back then? How could they possibly promise this. ”
The Duchess smiled evilly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that they dedicate themselves to art, and one day I'm not happy, I'll let them be popular all over the continent." ”
The gentle voice is like the devil, in fact, the reason is not so simple, many of the photos in this are taken by her with the first device when the existence of the camera has not been announced.
At the time, they didn't know that this thing could record images, otherwise they would have refused, and now it has become black history, and it is too late to regret it.
Some people like Gonzalez are actually not easy to fool, and they will be photographed for women's clothes for another reason.
As for snatching it back and destroying it, I'm sorry, Helen Virginis Blois is a saint herself, and it's not necessarily who educates whom, besides, there are many of these people who don't want to die for her.
The Duchess was not particularly pretty, but as one of the most prominent women of her time, she captivated many people with her amorous charms.
There are still many people who want Duke Xavier to die immediately, and they will have a chance.
In the evening, the mother and daughter talked a lot, and the duchess patiently talked with her daughter.
And Keisha is almost at the Farolan border, and in a few days, she will meet with Wren.
In the early morning, the dawn is beginning to open, the horizon is white, the lark's song is crisp and pleasant, and a cool wind is drifting in the distance.
"Boom~"
A roar sounded, and a steam locomotive with a silver-white body and carved bauhinia pattern whizzed along the road.
In the car, Keisha, wearing jeans, a white T-shirt with short sleeves and a white lady's sunhat, stepped on the steam valve and jerked the steering wheel at the same time.
"Huh!"
Special rubber tires rubbed against the asphalt floor, and white smoke rose from the six metal exhaust pipes behind the steam locomotive, which reflected the glimmer in the morning light, and the car slid out of a perfect arc and quickly drifted around the corner.
This is a sparsely populated plain on the eastern border of the Farolands, with an asphalt road running through it as if it stretched to the end of the sky.
On both sides of the road, dogtooth roots, knotweeds, teffs, etc. are growing well, verdant and lush.
Keisha, the female driver who was galloping, couldn't help but smile slightly, her beautiful face was heartbreaking, she liked drag racing very much, but now, steam locomotives are not widely popular.
In fact, there is a Force array inside this kind of car, which is very expensive, and it uses Force crystallization to drive a steam engine, which ordinary people can't afford to use.
Nowadays, the main mode of transportation for long-distance travel is steam trains, and the roads in many cities are actually not suitable for drag racing, and there are many people who use horse-drawn carriages to rush the road.
Keisha looked at the rapidly receding scenery on either side, her eyes flashing with excitement, she loved the feeling of galloping.
"Whew!"
A gunshot rang out, and the spiritual energy in the air rippled out like water waves, spreading from far and near.
The sound was very strange, not like a normal gunshot, but like the sound of an arrow breaking through the air, and Keisha's face on the car changed.
"Click~"
As soon as she stepped on the brakes, the car quickly stopped, and she got out of the driver's seat of the motorcycle and closed the door with a bang.
The attack wasn't aimed at her, but the famous gun on her body had sensed.
Keisha lifted her right arm, which was as white as snow, and a lightning-like rune lit up behind her palm.
This is the famous gun inherited by the royal family of the Norkman Empire - "Endless Thunder"
The famous gun is no longer a simple dead thing, it is even conscious, and can be integrated into the body like a rune.
An exquisitely shaped, rifle-like firearm looms in Keisha's arm, as if it were real and illusory.
The terrifying psionic energy fluctuated in circles, and blue-white electricity filled the air like branches......