Chapter 221: in Xanalot's assist
"My will is a net covering the heavens and the earth, and the subjects of the whole empire are in the net. I hold life in my left hand and death in my right hand. And which hand I stretch out, no one can guess. Everyone in the empire is prostrate at my feet, and no one but me has safety and dignity. β
"I'm already on top of the world, and from there I'm looking down on thousands of ants."
"But I'm tired of living like this, I need a little fun."
"The Spartans rejected me?! They know what they're doing?! But that's good. They succeeded in arousing my interest, and there is still a little bit of fun in the world. For example, cut off the head of the bastard named Leonida and use it as my drinking vessel. β
"Unbelievable, I've defeated my eternal army, my undefeated army, this can't be! O Mazda, you are the eternal god, and I am the Lord of the earth, this is impossible! β
"Very well, Greeks no, those who call themselves Imperials, you have won. You miraculously defeated me once, but miracles don't happen twice. When I come back again, it will be your end! β
"Recently, my prime minister Ardaban seems to be a little abnormal, yes, he has been the prime minister for too long, it seems that he already has an idea in his heart that it is time to change people, but before that, I have to rebuild the Eternal Army, these weak people are really not worthy of being my soldiers"
The account in Avesta came to an abrupt end, and Sinlos did not know what happened to the emperor or the priest, or whether he had taken revenge. But judging from the abrupt interruption of the record, it seems that the end of this king is not good.
The people who can leave a record on Avesta are all the masters of the past, but this one is obviously a little special. He claims to be the master of the world, and between the lines he reveals an unbeatable domineering. The other sect leaders all wrote down a few notes, noting down secrets that they thought were important. But this one alone occupies several pages of his records.
History is too ruthless, and many heroes and heroes have been erased in the dust of time. Although this unknown figure seemed extremely domineering, Xinlos was inexplicably interested in him. I don't know what kind of scenery this person was like when he was alive.
Judging by the time when Avesta was written, this hero is undoubtedly a very old figure. Even the Imperial Library may not have any records of him, so if you have the chance, you should ask Xanalot in person.
What kind of person is he?
Xinlos thought about it, and seemed to have returned to that era full of gunpowder and epics, but fate did not leave much time for the viscount to be sad. A few soft knocks interrupted his thoughts, and the viscount sighed softly and put Avesta back on the shelf.
"Come in."
The smiling butler opened the door, but instead of entering, he made an inviting gesture. The man who followed the butler nodded to the butler before entering.
Sinlos sat on the throne and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Duke Dandero's messenger." β
When the messenger saw Sinloth sitting on the throne, he was slightly stunned, and it took a few seconds before he came back to his senses. The Viscount's eyes were already stirring her mind. The girl was not embarrassed to be hung for several days, and returned the salute to Xinlos very decently: "Kloss. Linxi, messenger of His Excellency the Duke of Venice, it is a pleasure to meet you, Your Honourable Lord Fanzo. Where there are springs in the north, you can hear people sing the praises of your beauty. β
"This guy is complimenting him, right? But why did he want to pull out the legendary whip from his waist and teach her a hard lesson?
This dead woman.
"It's just a rumor from the ignorant." Sinloth smiled and said to the messenger, "Please sit down, I think we need to have a good talk about the letter from His Excellency the Duke." β
The Viscount's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a slight inexplicable meaning in his words. The messenger didn't quite understand how the other party would react, but he still bowed and sat down: "Yes, exactly. β
[Even the goshawk that fights in the sky also has a young age, and its sharp claws can only bring some itching to people. The girl in front of her was nervous, but she pretended to be calm, which made you interested in her. Gentle, kind, and intelligent and attentive, she has the qualities that almost all girls want. Your keen eyes seem to see through her clothes, her lovely pink lingerie, and her plump breasts. γ
[1. This is an extremely good mother, and if you combine with her, you will definitely be able to give birth to the best child.] γ
[2. It's really bad for the woman of my dreams, I forgot to buy a bouquet of roses. γ
"What's going on in that last paragraph?" Sinloth rolled his eyes, ignoring the orb of light again.
It is true that the maiden in front of her is a beautiful maiden. The girl has short purple hair, and the tight-fitting dress outlines the girl's beautiful figure, while the conservative bow tie on the chest adds a bit of ascetic charm to her. In the usual style of evil Venice, the girl did not wear a long skirt on the floor, but a white pleated skirt, revealing her snow-white lovely calves and a pink thigh. Although it's only the first time they meet, the beauty of the heroic girl doesn't seem weak, and the first impression is not bad.
After all, it's an emissary, so it's impossible to be too ugly.
Name: Kolotia. Feng. Osireth. Dandro
Diplomacy: 14, Knowledge: 12, Military: 10, Finance: 14, Conspiracy: 12
Traits: Integrity, honesty, affable, gregarious, sexy, strong, genius, famous
Genius: She may not be as good as some peerless demons, but in the eyes of the world, her talent is indeed far beyond ordinary people.
Sexy: Because of her age, the girl doesn't show it. But there is no doubt that she will be a great beauty in the future--of course, a little worse than a certain northern beauty.
Famous family: Although the Duke of Venice has only risen for three generations, he is barely worthy of this title because of his power and financial resources. And as her daughter, she can naturally say that she is from a famous family.
The girl in front of her is at most fourteen or fifteen years old, but perhaps because of her education, her characteristics are very good. And judging from her age, she can indeed be called a talent if she has her current attributes. But the daughter of the Duke of Venice Dandero? This woman used a pseudonym?
"Miss Linxi, huh?" Although he didn't know why the other party wanted to use a pseudonym, but since she was the daughter of the duke, she naturally wanted to give some face, Xinluo adjusted his expression and tried to make himself look more gentle: "Can you help me explain, what does His Excellency the Duke mean?" β
The attitude of this noble lady was strange, even if she was as easy to get along with as her character suggested, but her attitude was too easy-going. In any case, the tone of the duke's letter was so harsh, as the messenger representing the duke's will, what should have happened to her?
"Yes, that's what I'm here for." The dark-haired man's face was different, and Kloss didn't know what was wrong. But this is her first mission, after all, and she can't mess it up anyway. The girl took a deep breath and tried to calm her beating heart: "His Excellency the Duke saw the potential of Desmond, so he specially sent me here to discuss the establishment of a warehouse and trade area in Desmond."
"Oh?"
Sure enough, there was a problem, but that's not what it said in the letter. There was an undercurrent in the Viscount's eyes, and he didn't say anything, but asked, "Hasn't Miss Linxi read the letter?" β
"That's a letter from the Duke, how can I read it at will?"
The girl's face was stern, not like a fake. Sinloth groaned slightly, feeling as if he had been involved in something very interesting. Judging by her qualities, this girl should be a decent person. People with honest traits may not be true in every word, but in most cases, they can always be trusted. Since she's said so, so
Xinlos handed the letter to the girl: "Then, please read the letter before continuing our conversation." β
It was a whole day, and it wasn't until the sun sank that the Duke's messenger, pursed his lower lip, left Sinloth's study. And her gloomy countenance, no matter who could see it, the messenger was probably in a very bad mood
Standing in front of the paintings, Blublan explained to the students: "Basically, I divide such paintings into three grades, that is, low, medium and high. Low-grade oil paintings are mainly completed by several painters in the form of assembly lines, and their surface is single, the colors are simple, and there is no excessive content to appreciate. β
"The mid-range oil painting is a work painted independently by a painter with considerable painting experience, that is, a painting is carefully painted by him from the beginning to the finish. Its content is rich, the colors are realistic, there is a certain style, and the objects depicted are very vivid. β
"High-end oil paintings are works that are painted by painters and professors with a lot of skills. High-end oil paintings are not only about shape, color, and technique, but also about gods. For example, in a high-end landscape oil painting, we can see from the painting whether the environment of the painter at that time was sunny, cloudy, evening, morning, humidity of the air, the atmosphere at that time, the mood of the painter, and so on. So, a high-end oil painting is lifelike β like the one in front of you. β
The Earl looked at the lifelike girl in front of him, and his eyes were full of admiration: "The person who painted this painting must be a real gentleman, even after countless years, from this painting, I can still clearly feel the artist's love for this girl." Although the ancient brushwork is old, the love in the painter's heart can make up for the lack of a qiΔ. He is so attentive, and even integrates his own spirit into it, through thousands of years of love. Lucky for you, children, you have had the privilege of witnessing a great love. β
Blublin was proficient in painting, but a good oil painting was too time-consuming, and he never had time to paint. However, although the painting brought back by Sinloth is somewhat damaged, I have to admit that it is indeed a rare masterpiece. After being repaired by the earl, the blonde aristocratic girl reclining seemed to have faded from the dust of time and came to the world again.
But the Count was excited, but the children were not interested. For children, they don't care how good the painting is, after all, it hangs in the hall and can be seen every day, and this exam score may affect them for the rest of their lives.
Art is a subject that needs to be felt with the heart, and his use of language to tell is itself inferior, and the children's inattentiveness makes the teaching much less effective. It's just that Blublan knows very well what the children think, and he has to smile bitterly about it.
"Well, children, are you touched by the incredible miracle you have witnessed? Very good, everyone writes an essay about time, girly girls and love, no less than 800 words, I will check it tomorrow. And you can't use poetry! β
"Alas?"
"These little bastards, really."
In the darkness of the night, Mariana and Arian Hurd had just returned from a day's patrol and were returning to the castle hall when they heard Blublan complaining to Luciola.
"These little guys all have rare talents, and it's a pity not to cultivate them well, but alas, why can't they understand the true meaning of art?"
Luciola just smiled when she heard this.
"Excuse me, do you have anything to eat?"
Arian Heard and Mariana didn't know what was going on for the past two days, and they were both preoccupied. It's just a simple round, and even if you miss dinner time.
But this can't be blamed on the two, but Luciola, who knows the cause and effect, doesn't know how to persuade them.
In order to ensure that he would not be hacked to death by Mariana, Cinnos has consciously stayed away from Arian Heard in the past few days, and has taken the initiative to talk to Mariana whenever he has the opportunity. These days have been very difficult for both ladies.
For Arian Heard, who thinks of herself as Mariana, such an unwarranted estrangement from her lover makes her heart extremely uncomfortable, as if her heart has been hollowed out. And for Marianna, who thinks of herself as Arian Heard, although her body can't help but be excited and cheered whenever Sinlos approaches, the knight's sense of responsibility whips her all the time. As a knight, she shouldn't have been so close to her master, especially when the hostess was still there.
Based on the above situation, the two ladies have always been in a trance these days.
"I'm sorry you guys are too late, Jenny has already packed up, I remember there are some beers and bread in the kitchen, or you can stay for the night."
There are only two maids in the castle, and even if the children will help, every day is still extremely busy. They all saw Jenny's hard work, and naturally they would not trouble the maid for such a trivial matter. The two female knights, exhausted by the preoccupation, just nodded, counting as an answer.
"Wait a minute, I'll go get it."
Jenny may have expected this, and she had prepared bread and beer for the two knights who had returned late. As soon as Luciola walked into the kitchen, she saw the food on the tray and a woman in a green robe.
I saw that the woman poured beer into the cup while indecently throwing a few suspicious pink pills into the cup.
"This is," Luciola sniffed twice, already discerning what the pill was from the sweet smell, "Lord Xanalot, what are you doing here?" β
"Hey, hey, hey."
The big witch monster laughed, muttered a few words, and a fresh breeze blew from nowhere, blowing away the last trace of medicine: "I'm drugging them." β
"It's a kitsch! Do you know what you're doing? β
"Yes." After pouring the medicine into the beer, the smug green-robed woman nodded, and began to rummage through the kitchen to see if there was anything to serve as a supper, "Can't you see what the two of them think?" Or do you want them both to be like you? β
"I really can't stand the farce of the three people, the three of them are usually very cheerful people, but when it comes to emotional things, one is more grinding than the other. Rather than dragging it out like this, it's better to make a decision early. No matter what they choose in the end, they will at least say their love and will not leave any regrets. β
Luciola had the heart to refute, but before the words came out, and she didn't know what she thought, the woman lowered her head with a gloomy face: "What you said is that no matter what you say, at least let the other party know your true heart"
A moment later, a smiling Luciola returned with the tray. After thanking the two tired female knights, they began to eat their supper in a big gulp. No matter how strong the body is, the fatigue it should have will not be less than half a point.
Staring at the candlelight burning silently on the table, Luciola suddenly spoke: "Lord Sinlos and the envoy of Venice have talked about the evening, and they didn't come down to eat just now, so let's bring him a copy later." β
Arian Hurd didn't understand why Luciola didn't go by herself, but she was relieved when she thought of her identity as Fanzhuo's fiancΓ©e. The knightess settled her dinner in two bites, cut off a few pieces of black bread again, and went upstairs with a beer. It's just that for some reason, the female knight felt as if her body was beginning to heat up faintly.
Mariana looked at Arian Hurd, who had disappeared into the darkness, and felt a hot sensation on her body. She touched her cheek and noticed that it was amazingly hot. Moreover, her body
I don't know what kind of heart it was, but Mariana, who was a little staggering, followed Arian Heard's steps and climbed the stairs as well. Looking at the two who disappeared into the corridor, Luciola had mixed feelings in her heart.
"What Mistress Xanalot said makes sense, but I don't know if it's right or wrong. R1152