Chapter 230: A Joke About the Bed

Wellett left.

Although Joan didn't say it explicitly, her meaning was clear: she would live with Richard for the rest of the year.

So, from today onwards, this will not only be the residence of Rasputinovich, but also the residence of Joan Borgia.

"Oh, is this the Lord's bed?"

After the witch left, the master and servant went to the bedroom at the back of the hall.

Miss Borgia walked lightly to the large bed, which had no ornaments, but after a moment of viewing, the smile on her face slowly froze.

The knightess looked around and commented:

"The place is spacious, the style is the same as the architecture outside, the decoration is seemingly simple, but the design brings out the momentum and majesty, which is equally delightful."

"I hated my father, the Great Sanctuary built by order of him and his predecessors, and the entire holy city of Canaan, but I loved the architectural designs of the great artists of the League. Your Lord, the place where your school is stationed reminds me of the same magnificence of churches I have seen before, except that one looks solemn and solemn, and here it is full of eerie feelings, which is very much in line with the different impressions given by clergy and wizards, and it is really a good thing to be able to express such intertwined and complex, opposing and unified emotions. ”

"But, but, ah, only this bed, isn't it a little too unemotional? It doesn't look like it's meant to lie down at all. ”

She asked with a smile on her face as she gushed out.

"Lord, do I really want to sleep here?"

“”

Richard was originally a little sore from the other party who was chattering.

After getting along for a few days, he knew that although Joan was very good at dealing with people and skillfully won the trust of others in her words, she was not so good that people felt that she was a chatterbox

It seems that the female knight has not lied before, and she is indeed looking forward to this trip to the magic tower. Ever since he stepped into the tower, this man's mouth has not stopped.

However, when Richard heard this sentence at first glance, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"What are you talking about?"

"Haha, I'm kidding."

Miss Borgia spun around the bedpost a little more before turning again.

"But there's only one bed in this damn place. Where should I sleep tonight? ”

"If you want a bed, you can do it anywhere, and I can make one with me."

Immediately, Richard added.

"If you want to, it doesn't matter if you actually lie on this bed at night, it's really big anyway."

"It's huge, I think it's enough for more than one or two, and even if you fit the Lord, me, and the little witch at the same time, it might seem too empty."

Joan sighed and politely declined the offer

"So, I'd better stop the fun. Just find a place to stay. ”

"Why are you staying here?"

Richard did not continue on the topic, but directly raised the bewilderment.

"I don't think the relationship between the two of us is close enough yet."

"Of course not. So it's not about intimacy, it's about necessity, and only by doing so can I have the confidence to keep you safe. ”

The female knight shrugged.

"But I'm not used to it," Richard was silent for a moment, "I've always been alone. ”

"Rest assured, it's normal for a knight to sleep with his master, at least within the Holy Alliance."

"You've had this experience before?"

"Nope. To date, no one other than you has the qualifications to let me serve to this point. Joan replied, "Even if I am a queen, my duty is only to escort. It is very common in high society"

"You know, the nobles are most worried about their own lives, and they are not willing to spend their energy to become extraordinary and improve themselves. And with their willpower and quality, it is indeed better to hire others to protect themselves than to spend money on themselves. ”

"But in this way, loyalty is very important, either by recruiting squires from more reliable organizations, such as the Templars, who are either modeled after the king, selecting potential seeds from vassal families and branches, or buying slaves from the market and merchants, and brainwashing and cultivating them from an early age. Regardless of where they came from, the loyal guards had to sleep outside the master bedroom every night to prevent the Assassins from infiltrating. ”

"Looks like you're not happy about that."

"Yes, they should have a better future, and it is obviously more valuable to protect you than to protect any nobleman than to succumb to a bunch of idle rice buckets, I think everyone will agree with this conclusion."

"But I've heard that if it's a guard, you should sleep in the stables before you say it," the black-robed wizard joked, "how can they sleep together when they come up?" ”

"Your Lord, there's no stable here, does he? I've observed along the way, but there are laboratories for cultivating all sorts of strange mounts," Miss Borgia smiled slightly, "When the sky comes down, please take me around." ”

"Judging by the current situation, I'm afraid there is no time for you to be free."

"Even if I can only stay for a few days, I will have to leave, otherwise it is easy for His Majesty the Suspicious Pope to distrust me as an illegitimate child. So, if there is an order other than to help in a fight, please give it in time. ”

"So, I do have something I need your help with."

"What?"

"Teach me how to be a good knight."

Richard pulled out a sheathed sword and placed it on the table beside him.

Wizard robes large enough to always hold unusual materials and props.

Joan's eyes widened slowly.

"Lord Lord, you must be joking, right?"

"Nope."

The black-robed wizard replied calmly.

"I'm now a knight squire of rank 2, and I need you to teach me how to continue on this path, and how to cultivate my mind and swordsmanship. While there are a fair number of books, manuals, and personal notes in the tower, I don't think there's a more convenient way to master the art than to have a legendary knight pass on the experience. ”

"Can you tell me why?"

Joan's beautiful dark pupils were still filled with disbelief.

Can I tell you that this is the only way I can "level up" and unlock "seats" that control other people?

Richard replied inwardly, but slowly shook his head.