(Actually, this is only the ninety-third chapter.,But it's eaten by the little mother.,It's nothing to send now.,It's just a lazy day.。 ）

Demons, in all the stories that describe them, have huge ugly bodies, screwed faces, evil horns, and unconcealable tails. They are outcasts from heaven and neglected by the light, and they end up staying in their dark and oppressive world, peeking into the prosperous and beautiful world, and constantly planning evil plans in their brains dominated by terror and violence, and directly manifesting their pursuit of crime and punishment.

This is especially true after the battle that shook the empire eleven years ago.

An incomparably powerful empire with a splendid and glorious civilization for thousands of years. The Guardians of the Empire have the best weapons and armor in the world. His Majesty, the Great Emperor, had the most outstanding generals and ministers in the world. So, why did you still lose to the evil demon king army? Why did the Royal Order be wiped out? Someone must have betrayed! It must be those damned Hebrews! After they betrayed the Savior, they betrayed the Empire again!

Ah, what a clumsy approach. In this way, is it possible to channel the anger of the people?

But it has to be said that although the methods are old-fashioned, they are very effective. The anger of the common people has been effectively soothed, and the big men are still so far-sighted, but who knows how much the Hebrews paid for it?

However, the Hebrews did not give up. The first thing every Hebrew child learns is always "Go home." ”

"Only the weak will choose to give in to fate, and our people will surely return to their former homeland, and the suffering will eventually end. And until then, our people can only endure in silence. Claude straightened his coat and put on snow-white gloves, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he slowly pushed the door open.

The housekeeper's appearance represents the dignity of the family, and an excellent housekeeper must have a face comparable to that of an angel, and also have a tall figure and outstanding taste, elegant demeanor, and extraordinary demeanor. This is the basis of being a steward, and there should be no slackness.

The young man narrowed his eyes and hid the madness in his gaze.

"Huh, demon? The children of the saints will never turn their backs on their faith for the sake of some profit, as you do. Since you slander my people as demons, let me show you the ultimate beauty of me, which is close to angelic light. ”

The door was pushed open little by little, and the rising sun had begun to exude its majesty. The slightest light, with the warmth of early spring, shot into the dark room. With a grimace on Claude's face, he began his first day as Steward of Van Zhuo

Lies will always be exposed, and there is no need to leave anything to chance. The same is true even if there are nine true and one false words. Hypocritical words can never compare to sincerity from the heart. The Baron was not a fool, and he could see who was sincere to him. For the sake of his family's long-cherished wishes, Claude forgot his Hebrew identity, and at the moment, he was only a steward of the Fanzhuo family.

Dedicated to the steward of Fanzhuo.

As a butler, you must at least know your family's castle well.

Desmond Castle is not very large, and that is according to an earl's castle. In fact, Desmond Castle is not small. Like other castles, it is roughly divided into a hall, a living room, a study, a kitchen, a stable, a bedroom, a basement, a martial arts training ground, and so on. Of course, the builders of Desmond Castle, for some reason, also built several towers. However, because it has fallen into disrepair, it has little use value. And the current lord has no intention of repairing it.

In the baron's words, it is better to save money by building a new one than to spend a lot of effort on repairing such an old tower.

So, where to go first?

"In any era, force is always the foundation of a qiē. Whether it's simply to protect oneself or to plunder. Claude thought so and took a step towards the training ground. At this time, diligent knights should hone their martial arts skills in the martial arts training ground. I'll have to go and see, the elders of the clan, there is always some controversy about how much to support the baron, and the strength of the knight is a good benchmark, I hope not to disappoint me. ”

"Good morning, Mr. Fursdas."

The maid in the black dress pulled the corners of her skirt and saluted the young butler. Claude looked at the maid, who was as gentle as water, and a slight smile appeared on his pale face: "Good morning, Labres. Are you carrying a bucket of water? This kind of physical work is not suitable for a girl like you. Or let me do it? ”

When did this woman come to him? Why didn't I feel it at all!

The maid stroked the hair around her ears and smiled softly: "I'm not a young lady, and I've long been used to this kind of thing." What's more, this is a special order from the master. Ah, that little sapling is very delicate, and if you don't water it on time every day, you will be angry all day. So, Mr. Butler, I'll go first. ”

What saplings need to be watered regularly?

"Well, so be it. May the Lord bless you, Labres. ”

"May the Lord bless you, Mr. Phosdas."

There was a chord of harmony between the butler and the maid, and after nodding to each other, they each walked towards their goal. It's just that at the moment when the two of them staggered, a vicious wind suddenly hit Claude's neck. The young butler reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, he had already dodged. It's just that the speed of the evil wind is so fast that Claude only hears a roar in his ears, and then there is a burst of damp heat on his face, as if something warm is flowing down his face.

Claude took off his gloves and wiped them lightly on his face, and his eyes were all red. In the fight just now, he was already injured.

The butler looked at the back of the maid gradually moving away, and a haze appeared in his red eyes. He was silent for a moment, silently pulling out his handkerchief to wipe the blood from his face. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so he stopped it, and he was spared some trouble.

Are you demonstrating to me, dead woman

When the butler came to the martial arts training ground, it was already a mess. The knights gathered in a circle, watching the two constantly beating flames in the training ground. Claude was silent, he also followed the knights, standing on the sidelines, watching the situation in the field.

The scorching crimson and brilliant green intertwined in the martial arts training field, and Claude had to squint his eyes quickly in the face of these two too bright colors. With his eyesight, he could barely see the two staggered and blurred figures in the field, and as for the movements in them, they couldn't really see it at all.

Claude listened intently, only to hear a continuous exchange of weapons, and the cold and hard metal at this moment actually performed a deadly and bewildering dance music. The two knights used their lives and blood to write this moving score. This is not the chaotic sound of striking iron, but the weapons in the hands of the knights, telling their own path. Claude closed his eyes and listened silently.

No matter how violent the storm is, there will be a day when it will pass. After a long time, the music suddenly stopped. The two intertwined figures abruptly separated, revealing the true bodies of the two knights.

It's Charlie and Jeremia.

The petite girl was panting, and she was dressed in cool clothes, and she was already covered with sweat at the moment. With such a high-intensity battle, even the Vikings with superior physique began to be unable to support it. However, the girl did not feel tired after the fierce battle, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy after encountering a strong enemy: "Jeremia, I take back what I just said, the Imperial people are still very capable of fighting." ”

Jeremia was also panting heavily, and Charlie was far more difficult than he had imagined. In the fight just now, he didn't take advantage of anything at all. However, he didn't plan to verbally admit defeat again: "Huh, you know how powerful the Imperial Knight is, right?" It's not going to work so soon, I haven't done it yet. ”

"Hmph, how about trying this trick?"

"Death Scorpion!"

The crimson flame that had just been extinguished, under the will of its master, burned again with a more violent attitude. The blazing waves of fire bloomed like stamens, and Xia Li laughed wildly, took strange steps, and rushed towards it again with the axe and gun in her hand. The extremely high temperature instantly distorted the light, and in a trance, Jeremiah seemed to see a poisonous scorpion that wanted to be devoured and was rushing towards him fiercely. And Xia Li is the most terrifying tail of the poisonous scorpion.

Jeremia's scalp tingled, and before Charlie arrived, he felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet towards his head. Between life and death, Jeremiah's body trembled violently. The cells that remained from his ancestors were constantly warning him that this man was too dangerous! Hurry up and get away from this madman! However, Jeremia couldn't retreat, only to see him bite his lip fiercely, relying on this brief sharp pain, to regain control of his body. The green anger burned again, perhaps from the fear just now, Jeremia's anger burned more violently than before. The green anger has begun to glow black.

"Heh, are you a knight and have you heard too many stories? Actually shouting out the name of your move before attacking? ”

The two figures, one red and one green, were entangled again, this time the two of them moved faster, and the sound of weapons clashing was even more connected, like countless ancient bells ringing in their ears, stabbing people's brains. Just subconsciously listened for a while, and the heart involuntarily beat violently with the sound of the blow. The blood broke free from the control of the heart and began to rush wildly. The surging qi and blood made the butler uncomfortable for a while, and Claude shook his head helplessly, no longer paying attention to the battle on the field.

This is no longer a battle he can participate in.

Sure enough, giving up the status of a knight was the right choice. There was such a strong knight under the baron's command, if he was greedy to seek the status of a knight, how could he stand out from this group of people? What's more, Claude looked at Arian Hurd and Bismarck, who were intently paying attention to the changes in the field, and shook his head again.

These two guys are even more terrifying than the two guys who are fighting Zhenghuan now.

Claude rejoiced in his heart about his foresight, but at the same time a little lost. Perhaps, it is time to write to the elders and ask them to invest more in the baron. In just a few months after coming to Desmond, so many excellent fighters have gathered under his command. Whether it's luck or strength, the baron deserves recognition. But just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice suddenly stopped him.

"Will you not watch it again?"

Claude turned around and saw the blue-haired Earl sitting on the sidelines. The Count had a drawing board in front of his eyes, on which he was constantly sketching something. Sensing Claude's turn, he only smiled at the butler and did not stop what he was doing.

"No, that's enough. The knights were excellent, and with their strength they were able to protect the peace of Desmond and the glory of Van Zhuo. And I'm just a housekeeper. ”

The Count was noncommittal, and he pursed his lips, but he did not refute Claude's hypocritical words. The Earl still looked at the contest in the arena and sighed: "What a beauty, such purity and immaculateness, gambling on their respective beliefs, fighting each other for the flames of the end of the world, regardless of good and evil, and turning everything in front of me into ashes, I am indeed right to come to Desmond." I thought that I would have no regrets in my life when I saw pure white flowers like Miss Ellie and Miss Nanoka, but I didn't expect to see such a treasure left in the world. I've got to draw it quickly, what if I can't see it anymore."

Claude asked himself if he had dabbled in art, but he really didn't know how to answer the strange earl's words.

The butler was embarrassed for a moment, and watched as the Count had been concentrating on drawing, and did not pay any attention to himself. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and after a bow, silently withdrew.

Most of this person is sick

Most of the people in the castle have the habit of getting up early. At this time, people have already finished breakfast and started their day. So Claude wasn't surprised to see the empty hall.

It's just that

Claude's brow furrowed as he looked at the bare, ugly walls and floors. Naturally, the Hebrews could not have placed a bet on a stranger at random, and the elders had put a lot of effort into this new family. Desmond does need money at every turn, but not even a place like the Great Hall

Claude looked around the hall that didn't fit his aesthetics, and for a moment he had an idea.

"Until then, bear with me."

The eldest lady of Fan Zhuo seems to have a habit of sleeping lazy, although she wants to advise. But since even the head of the Fanzhuo family doesn't care too much, then as a housekeeper, it's not good to say anything more.

Disturbing the eldest lady's dream and making the eldest lady unhappy is not in line with his aesthetics. As an elegant housekeeper, how can you do such a rude thing. There are quite a few rooms in Desmond Castle, and except for the lord and the two young ladies, the other knights live quite casually. Claude had been in the castle for too short to remember the location of each person's room.

The butler hesitated, but finally gave up. After all, the knights may have families, and it's always not good to bother now.

So, let's go to the cellar and have a look.

Generally speaking, most of the materials in the castle are stored in the cellar of the castle. But Desmond, apparently, is not the case.

Rumble!

Claude stood in front of the cellar door, but before he could open it. Through the thin wooden door, a dull popping sound was heard, and a trace of black smoke spilled through the crack in the door. Although it is black, it has a strange fragrance inexplicably.

It's like flowers blooming in spring. You can't tell which kind of flower it is, but it's intoxicating.

this

Squeak.

"Ahem"

Just as Claude hesitated, not knowing whether to open the cellar door. The thin wooden door was pushed open from the inside. The sight was a red head with a small dog on top of it, and a small black face.

Fan Zhuo's second lady coughed loudly and appeared in front of the butler.

"Mass production has failed again, why is the world's interference so strong. Even if the door of truth is opened, the low-magic world is really troublesome, and it can't be directly copied like Belica."

It seems that I heard something strange.

"Miss Nanorca, what happened, why are you in the cellar?"

"Ahh Probably didn't expect someone to appear at the door of the cellar at this time, and the little girl was startled. Nanoka seemed to be a little flustered, she stood in front of Claude, preventing him from looking at the cellar: "My things were taken by Stocka and I don't know where they went, I'll look in the cellar"

"Woo~"

Claude looked at the little milk dog that was shivering and couldn't even walk, and decided not to expose the second lady's clumsy lie. Still, make a pretense: "You look like you're in trouble." Need my help? ”

"No more, no more!" The second lady waved her hands and tried to refuse the housekeeper's kindness: "I'll just come alone, don't worry about me." The second lady refused, and her right hand seemed to unconsciously brush the small white stick around her waist. In an instant, an undetectable fluctuation rippled through the cellar.

Something, hidden.

Claude was keenly aware of these slight fluctuations, but he really didn't know what these fluctuations meant. The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but still let go of the idea of getting to the bottom of it.

In the aristocratic family, there is no clean, and there are always some unsightly things.

"Well, then, I won't bother. Miss Nanoka, there is a lot of dust in the cellar, so you should be careful to wash your face when you come out. ”

Seeing that the butler was reluctant to delve deeper, Nanoka seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and she reached forward with her left hand on her back, silently disarming the forgotten magic she was preparing. The red ponytail jumped and shouted, "Well, I'll pay attention." ”

The butler gave a deep salute, and took advantage of the opportunity to turn away, and his gaze swept quickly from the exposed corner of the cellar. However, there was nothing inside.

What the hell was that explosion? Why did the second lady of Fanzhuo stay in the cellar? And that smell

The Fanzhuo family is really interesting

Claude came to the kitchen and casually moved the dishes in the kitchen. The king in the kitchen was instantly enraged and kicked him out

Claude straightened his clothes and wiped the wolf bèi that Jenny had thrown out of the kitchen. He had gone to most of Desmond, except for the room in front of him.

Den.

This place is unlike any other place and has always been an important place in the castle. Just as Claude walked to the door and tried to knock on the door, a low conversation inside stopped him. The sound in the room was muffled, and it sounded faint across the room. But as a Hebrew. His ancestors have left him with many practical tips after countless years of exclusion.

With life and blood, a skill that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Claude fiddled in the doorway for a while, and the voice in the room really rose a lot.

"I was recommended by Bishop Wiseman. I'm sure you should understand what this means. By the way, this is a token Since it is my own person, then I will also say bluntly I don't understand, obviously it was the emperor who ordered us to rush to Constantinople from distant Kiev to spread the gospel of the Lord. But when we cross the vast grasslands and snowfields, and drift across the vast oceans, what do we get? Why leave us hanging out there and ignore them for twenty years or so? And endure the ridicule of those rotten guys every day! Why?! ”

Listening to that strange accent, it seems to be a Rus. And that middle-spirited appearance should be a strong man.

"A token of Wiseman, indeed. But before we can answer your question, you have to say our code. The King of Heaven covers the tiger! ”

"Pagoda Town River Demon!" The rude voice replied quickly, but apparently he was just parroting, barely following the pronunciation. The accent of that sentence was unusually strange, and it was not at all any language that the butler had ever heard.

The butler couldn't understand the last words, but it was clear that the baron understood, and the baron's attitude relaxed at once.

"The code is correct, so it's the royal capital, not Constantinople, it's been renaming for hundreds of years."

"That doesn't matter! You Byzantines are the trouble"

The baron seemed to be choked, and after taking a few breaths, he continued: "Whatever you want, do you know why, your Orthodox Church has been suppressed by that group of idiots in the Vatican? ”

"Why?"

"Because, you didn't grasp the key." The baron paused for a moment to think about it and organized his words before continuing: "It is obvious that there are only two things for a sect to succeed. Either catch a few, but the aristocracy who has the vast majority of wealth. Either the majority, but the relatively poor civilian population. ”

"The former are hardly religious, but they have money - what do the Vatican people say, that as soon as a gold coin jingles in a box, the sinful soul can immediately fly to heaven? With money, what can't be done? ”

The latter usually did not have much wealth, but the hardships of life made them much more religious than the nobles. They can sacrifice a lot for the sake of the Lord, including their own lives. ”

"What did Your Majesty bring you to the king for? It's not about dealing with those damn church moths. But what do you see? Fight with those church moths with flails, and shut up those guys by force I don't know what your Ross's habits are, but the King of Harmony will never allow such a thing to happen. If force could solve the problem, then why didn't His Majesty the Emperor send his Praetorian Guards? What else do you want you to do? ”

"And then, you came with great difficulty, and all your plans were disrupted—you killed three cardinals and a double-digit bishop. How do you let Your Majesty protect you? Because of your barbarism, the impression of the upper nobles on you is all over. Noble and elegant aristocrats will not talk to a group of barbarians who advocate violence. ”

"But, but those damn bunches are heretics! They disobeyed the Savior's teachings! The Savior's Blood was not left behind to protect these wicked people! ”

"So you Orthodox Christians are really fine, you are okay with the civilians, so you can still be saved. For the sake of our allies, I'll teach you a way. The baron laughed, but Qing Yue's voice was slightly weird: "It definitely works, but it may be a little slow in time." Within a year or two, you may not see the effect. ”

"The shepherd of the Lord never lacks patience."

"Huh." The baron still smiled, but the strange taste in the laughter became heavier and heavier: "We can run a Sunday school together Yes, right in Desmond, we have been waiting together for twenty years anyway, and you don't care about a year or two." Trust me, it will definitely work. ”

"Let me tell you how to catch civilians"

Claude took two steps back and didn't listen any further. The butler does not need much curiosity, and completing the master's orders is the aesthetics of the butler.

It's just that

I'm a little excited, this old man of my own, his heart is not small. I have more confidence in this gamble. Well, by the way, I have to tell the lord later, and I have to strengthen the sound insulation of the castle.

As for Desmond and the Orthodox Church's schemes, don't sue the elders. Any conspiracy to weaken the Cross Church was always welcomed by the Hebrews. The elders, they shouldn't blame him, right?

Whatever, now he's just the butler of the Fanzhuo family. This kind of informant is a violation of his aesthetics