Late at night. Terrance Manor.

Malcolm's routine has always been very regular, which is the secret of his ability to maintain his energy all the time, especially in the preparation process of the Black Merchant Alliance, all kinds of situations emerge one after another, and Malcolm has always been able to solve them in an orderly manner, without showing fatigue, obviously in his forties, but his body is still like a young man in his twenties.

In the past, he was already in bed on time, but tonight he remained in the study for the first time.

He grabbed a book from the shelf and flipped it over.

Several maids in the corridor didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and everyone knew that Malcolm was not in a very good mood during this time.

Malcolm was originally an unsmiling character, and his expression usually looked very old-fashioned, but when the news of the events on the beach came, his face became more serious, and a terrifying momentum could be felt from a distance.

A maid who served him was directly frightened out of the plate in his hand during breakfast, and was dragged out and whipped by the butler on the side, and the slaves in Terance Manor were even more silent from then on.

Seeing that Malcolm had been in the study for almost an hour beyond his sleeping time, no one dared to remind him, but he was afraid that he would be punished for not being reminded.

The maids struggled and finally focused on a short black maid named Leah, who was also the most popular of all the maids, and unlike the other maids, Malcolm almost never punished her even if she made mistakes, for which she was ostracized by some people.

Leah didn't say anything, turned and walked downstairs to the kitchen, then returned to the study with a glass of hot milk, tidied up her clothes, and knocked lightly on the door twice.

Malcolm's voice came from inside, "Come in." ”

The black maid pushed the door open, and Malcolm sat on the velvet couch without looking up.

It wasn't until Leah placed the glass of milk on the table in front of him that Malcolm snorted, "Yes, I'm going to wait for a guest tonight, and I'll sleep a little late." ”

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm." Leah smiled, put away her plate, and was about to leave, but the next moment Malcolm's voice rang out again.

"Has anyone else been in my study lately?"

Leah was shocked when she heard this, and for a moment she thought that Malcolm had found out that the letter had been stolen, so she took a letter from it, and returned it the next day, not knowing how Malcolm found out about the anomaly.

Could it be that her luck was so bad that Malcolm had rechecked the old letters that day and found that one of them was missing, but there were so many letters in there, how could Malcolm remember the location of each one? And the most important thing is what should she do at this time?

Want to make up a thief who doesn't exist? Turn Malcolm's suspicions on the other person to make yourself safe, or push the matter onto someone else.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Leah's mind, but it was only a matter of a moment, when she turned around, with just the right amount of confusion on her face, "Is there something missing, but according to your request Mr. Malcolm, I am usually the only one who comes in every time you clean." ”

Malcolm sighed, "I'm just asking, it's not been very peaceful lately, and it always hurts to be careful." After speaking, he pointed to the chair in front of him, "Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, talk to me." ”

Leah breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she knew that she had made the right bet, Malcolm really didn't find out about the letter, she pulled up her skirt and sat on the chair, and smiled, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Malcolm put down the book in his hand, "Let's talk about books, what you've been reading lately." ”

"I'm reading the Bible because a lot of people around me are reading it since I came into the world."

"Well, the quickest way to assimilate into a culture is to learn about its religion, see Exodus? How did it feel that the Israelites, enslaved by the Egyptians, escaped from Egypt under the guidance of Jehovah, followed by the prophet Moses, and finally came to the Promised Land flowing with milk and honey. Did this chapter teach you anything? ”

Leah's smile became a little reluctant when she heard this.

"Do you know what I like most about you? You rarely say anything against your will, and if it were those guys out there, they would have told me that they like life now and will never run away and leave. Malcolm adjusted his sitting position to make his waist more comfortable, "But the truth is, no one likes to be enslaved. ”

Leah was silent for a long time and said, "Will the suffering of my people now be put to an end by Jehovah?" ”

"What do you think?" Malcolm asked rhetorically, "Thousands of years ago, those Israelites believed in their Lord, so their Lord led them away from the rule of the wicked heathens, but now that you and I believe in the same Creator, do you think He will free you from us?" ”

"So where is our path? Will our children and grandchildren continue to be enslaved like us? ”

"It depends on when you can truly integrate into our world."

The black maid wanted to say something, Malcolm held out a finger, "I don't just mean language, food, clothing or etiquette, religion, these things are also important, but the most important thing is here. Malcolm pointed to his head, "You need to think like us, only then will you truly be accepted as one of our kind." ”

"But will we still be us when that day comes?" Leah asked.

"Good question, civilization, is the most barbaric thing in this world, and it has only one theme, and that is conquest." Malcolm said, "It won't stop until it reaches its goal, and if you insist on not being assimilated, you will only be left with destruction." ”

Malcolm's voice fell, and there was another knock on the study door, and the butler's voice rang from outside, "Mr. Malcolm, the guests are coming." ”

"Okay, that's all for today, you can go down." Malcolm waved his hand, and the black maid saluted, and opened the door to the study, and not long after she went out, a man with a hood walked in from outside, and there was still a light rain outside, and he also carried a dampness on his body.

When the door closed, he took off his cloak, revealing Fraser's face underneath. 166 Reading Network