Gawain didn't let the line go very fast, as he could guess that the receptionists would need to rush to prepare the house at 4 Crown Street to welcome its host, and he wasn't going to embarrass the staff who were just doing their bidding. But even though he led the team around the street for half a circle, when he reached 4 Crown Street, he saw some men in waiter's uniforms running in and out of sweat.

But at the end of the day, their preparations are pretty much the same.

A tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a white wig and a black bow tie greeted him from the mansion and bowed in front of Gawain's horse: "Your Excellency, your mansion is ready, and the contemptible man is James Blaine, who is currently in charge of this property, and has the honor to serve you as your butler during your stay in the royal capital." ”

Brian ...... I have an impression of this surname," Gawain thought for a moment (searching for his memory) and said with a smile, "Ah, by the way, Holly Blaine, Charlie's little squire, the surname Brian was given to him by Charlie. ”

The middle-aged man who called himself James Blaine was amazed by the same wonder that anyone who had the privilege of dealing with an ancient man (and who also knew his ancestors) would probably feel the same sense of wonder: "Yes...... Yes, Holly Bryan is the ancestor, our family has been a royal attendant for generations, and the direct property of the royal family in the royal capital is also taken care of by members of the Bryan family......"

Gao Wen smiled: "Yes, my house is now a royal property." ”

James Blaine's cold sweat came down on the spot - the embarrassment index of this topic is definitely the highest in the royal capital today, for example, it is equivalent to tying you to a chair and reciting to your face the youthful and sad literature you wrote in space when you were fourteen years old......

However, Gawain was just joking with the other party, and quickly skipped the topic: "So that you don't have to toss so much, I won't live long." ”

James Blaine straightened up: "When the contemptible person receives the order, he will do his best to serve you, and it is our responsibility to prepare the mansion properly." ”

"For example, clear out the ticket sellers at the door and the tour guides inside?"

“…… Yes? ”

It's really troublesome to communicate with people from other worlds, and I can't get through it.

Gawain waved his hand a little excitedly, turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to the attendants who had been waiting for a long time, and then led his N+1 great-granddaughter and a large group of people into this ancient mansion that was already seven hundred years old.

Indeed, as the previous court official said, these mansions with a long history and great significance on Crown Street have not only been preserved, but also maintained in their original appearance through continuous renovations - in seven hundred years, even if there were such an unscientific thing as magic, many things should have rotted away long ago, so Gawain is almost certain that at least half of the things here are no longer the original ones, and they are only plausible, but he himself doesn't care about them anyway - he is not the real Gawain Cecil.

Passing through a small garden and vestibule, passing through a short corridor, followed by the main hall - as the residence of the Founding Grand Duke, the scale of 4 Crown Street is a bit shabby, basically any family with the ability to buy a property in the royal capital can afford to build a house in the city that is twice the size of this one, so Amber muttered as soon as she entered, "That's it?" Far worse than I thought......"

"This was built seven hundred years ago," Gawain glanced at the half-elves, "and the Silver Castle was a little bigger than it was here." ”

"I think it's good......," Rebecca whispered, "I live in a castle that doesn't seem to be as good as this one in all respects, except for the large foundation......"

Amber rolled her eyes: "That's right, after all, you're all about to ruin your family." ”

"Don't throw fireballs here," Gawain grabbed Rebecca and Amber's heads, "Be honest, don't try your best to escape, you're going to die on the spot if you really meet a Shadow Master one day." ”

After letting the Byron knights and soldiers settle down under the guidance of their squires, and then arranging for Betty to help prepare dinner in the kitchen (the little girl's pan can finally come in handy), Gawain circles around the main hall.

"It's really all preserved......"

After rounding around twice, Gawain sighed softly, the memories in his mind kept pouring out, and everything he saw in front of him was imprinted with each other, although many of them were no longer the original ones, but the familiarity from his memory still made him sigh.

Rebecca also circled behind Gawain, looking at the objects displayed in the main hall with curiosity and a hint of mixed feelings. The first pioneers of the time had their descendants, and many of those descendants even live on this crown street today, but she, the descendant of the greatest of the pioneers, the current head of the Cecil family, does not know what the house of her ancestors was like until today.

Many of the things here had only been described in the family's books, such as an old battle axe hanging on the wall of the main hall.

"This is what I won from Charlie when I was trying his swordsmanship, but it's not a magic weapon, it's just a dwarven battle axe," Gawain pointed to the axe on the wall, and said casually while retrieving his memory, "I don't know how those dwarf mounds developed, all of them only reached my waist, but I was stunned that I had a lot of strength, such a big axe was heavy for human soldiers, but they could wave it with one hand and follow the wind." ”

Rebecca noticed the name mentioned by Gawain: "Charlie...... Could it be Charlie, the founding monarch of the country? ”

"Charlie Moen, who else could be the guy called Charles I today?" Gawain smiled, "The only Charlie I mentioned is him." ”

Although it's just a shell of Gawain Cecil, this first-person blowing ratio feels really refreshing.jpg.

However, Gawain's performance is not just a first-person, but he does need to be familiar with his current identity on many occasions - this Gawain Cecil's identity is obviously very useful for a long time to be expected.

Amber was not interested in things such as family history or kingdom secrets, and after walking around the hall and weighing what would happen to Gawain if she stole something here, the professional but more life-loving half-elf lady sat down on the sofa and looked around while dangling her feet: "Anyway, did you insist on coming here to pack up and take away the things here?" After all, your descendants are about to lose their money, and there are not many opportunities to find an excuse to move things like today......"

Gao Wen was dumbfounded: "Where did you get this idea?" ”

Amber was proud: "Don't be embarrassed, what a normal way of thinking - if you have to worry about too many things to carry, you can leave them to me, I will help you take things out, and no one will find out - with my ability, give me three times to go out to buy groceries, and I can almost empty this place......"

This kind of thief who has a big deal to discuss with the original owner how to steal things is really a rare breed, and now Miss Amber is not only a shame for elves, she is even a shame for thieves......

Evolving from racial shame to professional shame, I feel like I've achieved something amazing.

"Save it, I don't need your help if I really want to take something with me," Gawain waved his hand, interrupting Amber's unrealistic thoughts, "Francis II is not going to be so confused about this kind of thing. ”

Amber blinked, "Well, yes, I don't think most of the things in this room are really worthless, almost all of them are replicas, just the axe and the vase at the door are real...... Oh, and the vase is also fake. ”

Mom, this girl has a lot of effort, and she has already identified everything here?!

Do you have the ability to take care of your broken mouth and exercise your guts a little bit?

Seeing that no one was willing to take care of herself, Amber shook her legs for a while and then began to find a new topic: "Anyway, what are you dragging me for?" I'm not a knight or a soldier of your family, I'm just a passing thief, can I help you? ”

"First, you dug up my grave, although you said that you took refuge in it, but according to the laws of the kingdom, this is still the sin of hanging, and I have absolved you of your sin as a party, don't you feel that you are obliged and necessary to do something for me?" Gawain looked at Amber, "Second, I've really taken a fancy to your abilities—not your ability to steal, of course, but your talent as a stalker. This is the royal capital, I don't know how many people are staring at this place with various purposes, staring at each of us, and Byron is a knight who is only good at frontal fighting, Rebecca can only use fireball skills, and I haven't fully recovered my strength yet, so I do need you, a skilled shadow master, are you satisfied with this answer, Miss Amber? ”

Gao Wen's tone in the second half of the sentence was already serious, and Amber was also infected by this serious tone, and her expression was a little sluggish for a while.

She really didn't expect Gawain to talk to herself so solemnly - as a thief who was a petty thief and had a natural prestige with all nobles, she didn't expect that she would be asked so solemnly by a nobleman.

And the other party is still the legendary Grand Duke Cecil.

You can blow it for half a year when you look back!

"You...... You've said that, I'll help you," Miss Half-Elf looked away a little unnaturally, "but you can praise me a few more times - just the Shadow Master, the skillful part, if you say it twice, I won't ask you for money......"

Gawain turned his head to look at Rebecca: "Can you control the fireball technique to the point where it is just right to paste on your face and not be able to fool the dead?" ”

Amber: "?! ”

However, Amber didn't enjoy the Fireball Trick because the Bryan family's butler appeared.

"My lord, there are guests," James bowed slightly politely, "Prince Edmund visited." ”