"Helmint, stop! I swear by the glory of the Empire that I will never kill you! ”

"My lord, it's really none of my business!"

The white-haired youth fled for his life with his staff in front, and the black-haired lord chased after him with a long whip in his hand. In fact, in terms of physical elements, there is not much difference between the two. But should it be said that he is a magician who has been hiding for nearly a thousand years? Even so, Helmint gradually distanced himself. If he runs for a while, the panting Sinloth may really be escaped by him.

It's a pity that his luck ended there. When Hermint turned back to explain to his superior, he didn't see the black figure in front of him, holding a wooden basin and moving slowly.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Sinlos's eyes lit up, "Robert, catch him for me!" ”

"Robert?" Hermint was shocked, and hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, he saw the gentle smiling face of the maid in the black dress. It's a pity that it's too late.

Boom!

Like a dying cockroach, Hermint was pressed to the ground by a slender and powerful arm. He trembled on all fours, trying to break free. But that's about it.

The black whip of legend is constantly twisted into all kinds of strange shapes under the master's mind. Eventually, a long black whip with nine forks appeared in front of Hermint's eyes.

"Mr. Remore, it seems that we have to talk about it."

"I'm sorry Lord Sinloth, there must be some misunderstanding here! Listen to me! ”

The black whip body gently pressed against the young man's pale face, exuding a dangerous aura. Hermint swallowed, originally going to the lord to explain his new idea, but he was chased all the way by the lord with a whip. Although I don't know what made the good-tempered lord so angry, the respected Hermint always had a feeling that he was going to be unlucky today.

Sinloth took a letter from his bosom and threw it in front of Hermint. There was not much content on the letter, and poor Mr. Mage glanced at it twice, and he already understood that this was really a misunderstanding.

To the Honourable Baron Vanzo,

At this point, I think we're all going to have to make the decisions we have to make. I know that this is not an easy thing to do, you and I stand, the glory of the family, the will of the empire, all haunt you deeply, but time does not stop with our hesitation, your hesitation, it is not a good thing for each other, if you can, I hope we can have a face-to-face, open conversation, March 3rd, my castle, waiting for your arrival.

May there be sunshine in your life

Your friend, Countess Dublin, Madame Butterfly, Rosa

February 14th

This is completely like a showdown, plus Helmint's death-like pimping a few days ago, it's no wonder that Helmint was misunderstood. In February, and the countess was asked to write a letter, then there should be only one thing, right? It's this countess, why did she deliberately write a good invitation letter so much**. The witch is really unreliable, these women who lack love, don't know what they have been thinking in their heads, and Hermint can't help but feel relieved. As long as those things weren't discovered by Sinloth

"My lord, Count Rosa, actually"

But Sinloth obviously didn't want to listen to the explanation: "Robert, tie this guy up for me, and let him reflect on it." I don't want to see him before dinner tonight. "If only everybody could give him the same peace of mind as Robert did, Helmint, the annoying fellow, sooner or later had to find an opportunity to cut him into pieces and send him back to his teacher.

The maid bowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even stronger: "Your will, master." ”

Sinloth glared at Hermint fiercely, ignoring his frantic convulsions like a sheep's madness, flicked his cloak, and walked towards the study in a huff.

The maid pressed her right hand against the poor mage's neck and pressed him firmly to the ground. The plump lips pressed to the ear of the young man who was struggling desperately, and with a little restraint, he whispered: "My lord wants me to tie you up, what can I do, Helmint, how do you want to die?" ”

"Lord Sinloth, help! Hmm"

The maid sneered and stuffed a rag into the mage's mouth: "How dare you say that the hat I made for the eldest lady is ugly!" You, you"

The maid had red eyes, and in the mage's frightened eyes, pulled out a circle of twine, several fingers thick, from under her skirt. The maid suppressed the trembling mage, shook off the hemp rope, and her indifferent eyes swept slightly, and lightly suppressed Hermint's dying throes.

Robert's hands and feet were extremely nimble, and soon the hemp rope was folded in half. The maid didn't bother to adjust, and directly put it on Hermint's white and tender neck. Robert grabbed one end of the hemp rope and tied it in a knot between the collarbone, the chest, the sternum and pubis—and when it reached the chest, Robert snorted softly for some reason.

"Forget about it, this guy is a man, forget it, so be it" Robert's deft hands hesitated for a second, but in the end, it was still a knot in the man's chest.

The qiē didn't end there, as Robert guided the hemp rope around Helmint's crotch and roughly estimated it, tying a knot slightly above the relative position behind the mage's long white dress. At this point, the maid frowned, what was she going to do next?

It's been too long since you kidnapped someone, and your memories are starting to blur?

Robert pursed his lips and struggled to remember. After a few moments, the hemp rope was threaded through the rope that had been sent back from the mage's neck, and then the rope was pulled from side to side, from under his armpit to the hole in his chest—a little strange to a man. After doing this, the maid unfolded the hemp rope from side to side, and looking at the diamond shape that appeared in front of him, Robert nodded in satisfaction. By this point, the whole bundle was almost finished.

The maid suppressed the mage's resistance, adjusting the hemp rope from top to bottom. Finally, the hemp rope was closed around Helmint's waist.

Succeed with flying colors.

Hermint had given up the struggle by this time, for he found that the more he struggled under the skillful skill of the maid, the tighter the damned hemp rope would be tied. Seeing him so acquainted, the maid who was in a good mood did not continue to embarrass him, dragging the feet of the mage who had given up resistance, and slowly disappeared into the corridor.

In the distance, seeing the maid end the bondage, Sinlos silently closed the window.

"I didn't expect Robert to be quite talented, but it turned out to be tortoiseshell bondage"

Sinloth looked at the knights who were busy preparing to leave, and suddenly asked Ditohardt, who was standing on the side, "In March, all the earls of Ireland are going to meet in Dublin?" ”

"Yes, Lord Sinloth."

In fact, it's not just Ireland. There is such a tradition throughout Britannia, and indeed throughout the empire. In Xinluos's memory, there is actually this part of the memory. It's just that someone is lazy, he is only interested in the important information in his memory, and such a little common sense is naturally forgotten by him.

"yes, I've been so busy lately that I forgot about it."

Sinloth likes Ditohart's capable and knowledgeable men. It's just that although Ditohart is capable, Helmint is more relieved, but his temperament is really out of the box.

This time, it was the Count's meeting, but he was invited as a baron.

It seems that the nobles of Aijun are all sensible people, and they do not look down on him because he is only a small baron now. It stands to reason that this level of gathering should be initiated by the person with the highest rank in the local area, how could Madame Butterfly write an invitation to him?

Moreover, this woman doesn't know if she did it on purpose, and she wrote the invitation like this. The victim of Hermint is still hanging outside the castle.

"A true nobleman would not refuse an invitation from a lady."

"That's right, the person with the highest rank in Aijun, isn't that Duke Eddard? Are you afraid that I won't come, so you specially asked Madame Butterfly to write an invitation letter? If that's the case, then this duke's weight is much larger than expected."

"My lord, we are ready to go."

Arian Heard's long golden hair appeared in the eyes of the lord, and the woman under the warm sun, the soft long hair, also added a bit of softness to this woman who was cold and hard all day long. In the lord's heart, a strange thought suddenly rose to touch her hair.

No, you will be beaten, you will definitely be beaten.

Xinlos shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his heart: "Then, let's go." ”

There is still some time left on the agreed March 3rd, and there is no need to leave immediately. But the lord still had some other thoughts in his heart, and felt that it was better to go over first, so as to save the time when he was in a hurry.

"Dad, can I not go?"

Nanoka was wearing an inappropriate short skirt when she was dragged into the carriage by her sister. When he saw his father, he hurriedly came over and begged.

"No, Nanorka."

Nanorca, Hermint, and Kemparella are all about to become ghost members of Desmond Castle. These three guys, except when eating, basically can't find anyone. Xinluos, who saw Yiqiē in his eyes, naturally knew what the three of them were doing.

Nanorka has been busy building the City of Mirrors these days. This large-scale technique, even if placed in the Belica world, would take several experienced alchemists and dozens of their assistants for several months. And Nanoka alone, in just over a month, has actually completed most of the energy nodes in Mirror City. The rest is just slowly building a magic circuit.

Fortunately, Prescia is powerful, otherwise it would be really difficult to do. Of course, thank you Shenqi.

Xinluo squatted down, hugged her gently, looked at the faint dark circles next to her daughter's big green eyes, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Nanoka, you haven't slept well in the past few days, have you?" ”

"Well, no, I slept for two hours every day."

Hearing his daughter say this, Xinluo was even more distressed, he hugged his daughter and walked into the carriage: "Why are you working so hard? Nanoka"

"Because Nanoka wants to be the number one alchemist in the world and wants to help her father"

Isn't it true that she is a girl with sharp traits who sees all the bad status quo of the territory?

Xinluo pinched her daughter's little nose and said with a little doting: "It's so boring to go out alone this time, Nanoka and Ellie will go with me." ”

"Ah, Daddy, really, like a child"

[The holy flame is blue, the feathered serpent falls, and the falling flowers and flowing water are ruthless; The four seas are all red, the white bones are like hills and hills, the jade rabbit gradually rises to the east to cover the coffin, the merit and crime are divided, the vast sea is seen Chengping, the hundred-year event is like a dream Shiyu three points, there are saints out, the crown of the dark color, the dragon shows its clothes, the sun and the moon regain vision, and govern all things]

"I can't understand human words."

"Adventure, go deeper."

Sinloth rolled his eyes, and it looked like the ball of light was pumping again. This thing obviously doesn't have any talent, but he always likes to chant poems or something, but it's still covered and poured. The old saying of mixing and matching is really all kinds of unbearable, the lord didn't bother to pay attention to him, put Nanoka next to Ellie, who was already seated, and gently closed the car door.

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