At this moment, Draenor heard the sound of metal colliding outside the window, like several ...... It could have been the footsteps of five soldiers, to be exact.

He suddenly realized what might happen next, and walked into the room without saying a word, locked the door, and leaned against the window to look to the side. Accompanied by the knights, an old man with a gray beard stepped out of the carriage.

The man was dressed in armor more elaborate than any warrior, with a totem carved on his chest that resembled a hound, and Draenor knew that it was none other than Mikhail, the leader of the Royal Order.

The old knight waved his hand to the people around him, and walked through the door of the hotel alone.

"The old thing is here...... Look, what else is written in the letter? Cooper hurriedly closed the window and whispered to Draenor, pointing to the letter.

"'Take down the first ...... from right,'" Draenor didn't understand what that meant, and when he did take it down as instructed, he almost froze in place.

Two eyeball-sized holes were left in the painting-covered wall, facing the house next door, lit up by the flickering candles, and a noblewoman with long black hair was sitting in front of the vanity mirror and carefully tending her makeup.

"What does that mean?" He quickly took a few steps back, forcing himself to lower his voice and yelled at Cooper.

"Shhhh Geraya told me that we only need to use a photo box to record Mikhail's private affairs, but I didn't expect it to be like this! Cooper hurried to close the hole in the wall, and he seemed as surprised as he was.

"My old ......" Draenor shook his head helplessly, Mikhail, as the general of the Royal Order of Nagseus, ignored the honor and regulations of the Knights, and privately ran to the hotel to have a tryst with his lover!

Seeing the scene before him, even if no one described it in detail, he had already figured out the core of the work: Geraya needed him to record Mikhail's private life in a photo box and use it as evidence to threaten his biological father in order to reclaim his part of the inheritance.

But then again, the woman in the next room seemed familiar, but Draenor couldn't remember where he had seen her.

'You get the idea, right?' Blazing Horse's coming for his princess. Cooper smirked and pulled the picture box out of Draenor's pocket, examined the metal strip wrapped around it, and placed it on the side of the table.

Draenor didn't want to pay attention to Cooper's vulgar jokes, but none of this had much to do with him, and he didn't think about whether doing so would ruin the tall image of a knight, after all, he was just an ordinary resident in desperate need of money.

"Let's get the job done." He rubbed his temples, stood up and walked towards the hole again, almost holding his breath, carefully observing the movement in the next room.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

There was a cheerful and rapid knock at the door, and the noblewoman turned her head sideways, with a seductive smile on her face, closed the rouge box, and got up and walked towards the door.

"Click."

At the moment when the deadbolt was opened, someone suddenly pulled the door open, and reached out to the lady with his right hand, clutching a bouquet of flowers stained with dew.

"Camilla, I love...... In these days without you, I tossed and turned, buried those thoughts in the soil, and finally bloomed a rose that was hotter than the sunset. Mikhail stepped forward and opened his arms to embrace the noblewoman

"Hmph, cliché......"

Impatiently, the lady pushed Mikhail's broad body away, shook his hair and slapped him in the face, and walked straight to the dresser.

"It's a bit old-fashioned...... Draenor got goosebumps from the old knight's words, he wiped the embarrassing beads of sweat from his forehead, and continued to lie down on the side of the hole to watch Errao's every move.

Looking at the lady's back, Mikhail hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to do, then reacted, closed the door, walked behind the lady and put his arms around her slender waist.

"What? Angry that I haven't seen you for so long? ”

......The lady didn't say a word, but let her body sway from side to side in the crook of the old knight's muscular arm, and after a few seconds she broke free of her arm again, turned and pressed her slender nails against Mikhail's chin.

"Come and see why I'm still wearing armor? What are you guarding against? ”

The knight lowered his head and looked at himself for a moment, then showed a forced smile, "I'm with the front desk, and I have important things to investigate, so I have to wear this outfit." But you can rest assured that the surrounding rooms have been checked in advance and no one will disturb us. ”

Hearing this, the noble lady seemed to finally put her mind at ease, and then frowned again, pointed at the old knight and shouted, "Do you know how difficult these days are? The customers have not been waiting for the arrival of the 'Mikhail the Messenger Knight', and the turnover is one to one, and I have to think about whether it is time to declare bankruptcy! ”

“…… Is the existence of decay so important to hydrangeas? I don't think so much about it every time I go to the hotel, I always have only three names in my mind: Camilla, Camilla, or Camilla! ”

Draenor swallowed quickly, lest he vomit all the delicious food he had eaten not long ago. But after this conversation, he was sure of at least one thing: he had indeed seen the noble lady named Camilla, who was sitting at the dining table not far from him in the hotel at that time, but he didn't expect that she was not only the owner of the Hydrangea Hotel, but also the mistress of the head of the Knights!

"Very important! Without you, how could anyone run to Mikhail Street to spend just to fill their stomachs? Camila yelled at the other party.

"I didn't expect business to be so bleak...... Haven't you met any guests? ”

"Nope! …… Except for a foreigner, he was dressed in tatters, he was two meters tall, and he was quite generous in spending money, maybe some kind of nouveau riche...... I don't know what his name is anyway! ”

What else can you call it...... Lying on the wall, Draenor couldn't help but laugh, knowing full well that the exaggerated character in the noblewoman's mouth would only be himself.

"All in all, the fact that I haven't come to see me for so long proves that I'm just the most inconspicuous of your thousands of choices!" Camilla's emotions suddenly became excited, she looked extremely aggrieved, and waved her arm and slapped the old knight's chest, making people suspect that she would cry in the next second.

"It's kind of self-aware." Draenor seemed to feel the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and just as he savored the words, the knight suddenly grabbed Camilla's hands, turned around and pushed her hard to the side.

"Hehehe, this is what you call 'important things'?" Camila wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and raised her toes to make a few strokes in the air. The next second, Mikhail sneered.

"What do you think?"

Then, unprepared, the old knight quickly threw his armor around the room, lifted the duvet, and pounced on it to entangle with the glowing white body.

"Hey! So what does the old guy do? Let me see too! Cooper heard the chaos next door, and he craned his neck, eager to jump on Draenor's back and see Mikhail alive.

Uncle Dwarf's interruption made Draenor suddenly remember that he still had work to do, and he simply picked up Cooper and stuck it to the wall.

The uncle turned the gears of the photo box and placed the ton embedded with the transparent gem in the hole, and then almost popped the eyeball out of the socket, leaning against the other wall hole to carefully observe the scene next door.

For a moment, the whole room was completely lit up by a fiery atmosphere, and the sound of wheezing and tearing cloth mixed together, and all passed through the inconspicuous hole in the wall to Langlano's room

"It's just a torment...... just as Draenor shook his head and sighed, the photo box suddenly made a "click" sound, announcing to the two of them that the long two minutes had passed.

"Cooper...... Cooper!! Draenor tugged at his uncle's torso, but the guy remained motionless as if he had been pinned to the wall.

"Cooper. Kopfil! He finally couldn't take it anymore and snatched the photo box and slapped Cooper on the back of the head.

"Haven't you seen enough!? It's time, hurry up! With that, Draenor ripped the uncle off and hurriedly hung the painting back on the wall.

Cooper finally came to his senses, looked around in a panic, and opened the side window.

"Those knights must have been guarding the door of the house for a long time, give me a hand!"

Before he had time to think about it, Draenor lifted Cooper's legs and rolled him down the window, landing right downstairs on the garbage heap

Then he himself climbed out of the window, grabbed the outer edge of the house and did not forget to close the window, and after making sure that there was no trace, he jumped down, fell to the ground and rolled for a week, picked up the uncle and ran towards the other end of the alley.

Putting the envelope back into his pocket, Draenor glanced at the photo box he was holding in his hand and was secretly happy, no one had found any trace of them, and no one knew that he was holding the handle of Mikhail, the "Messenger Knight".