The memories of the dead are always terrifying, and the ex, Martin, seems to have chased a woman who theoretically has a terrifying circumference of 40, 20, and 40.

Come to think of it, Martin then wants to throw up.

Riding in the carriage provided by the king, Martin took Sylvie and Gal back to the Duke's Palace of Lorraine, the place where the dead ghost Martin grew up.

The Duke's Palace of Lorraine is located in the middle of the city on the Rue des Regents, not far from the palace, about 500 meters away. Although it is not big, only about 2,000 square meters, but considering that all the places on King's Street are Duke's Palace, and in a place like King Kote's capital, it is actually a typical nobleman.

It's just that in order to pioneer the land, the old Lorraine did not dare to sell the rewards of the kings of the past, and almost sold all the valuable things in the Duke's Palace. In the memories left by the dead ghosts, the Duke's Mansion was already very shabby, and the entire mansion was under the 20th.

This is incredibly poor for any great nobleman with the title of duke.

The carriage returned to the gate of Lorraine, and Martin simply did not recognize his 'home'.

Sylvi whispered, "After confirming that you are alive, Your Majesty immediately mobilized a large number of craftsmen to renovate your mansion. It's a bit rushed, but at least you can meet people. ”

Almost everything is brand new, and on the snow-white walls on both sides of the mansion entrance, there are two identical reliefs of mermaids. Martin not only saw the family crest of Lorrainburg, but also saw two smaller reliefs below the family crest. One is a troll's head, and the other is a relief of an orc's head with a sword, which symbolizes Martin's martial arts.

The mermaid statue is vivid, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, as if to show that the trident in the mermaid's hand is not a vegetarian.

The original tattered gate was replaced, and on the silver-painted gate, there were reliefs of two silver-armored knights with swords, they were holding swords, and in the black slit on their helmets, there seemed to be two pairs of vigilant eyes staring into the distance.

Sylvie went on to explain: "The reliefs were carved by royal craftsmen, and the gate was sent from the Knights' Temple, and the seal on the door was engraved with the paladin's protective spell, which could withstand the onslaught of a hundred heavily armed soldiers for at least an hour. If necessary, the Red Knight can also cast a magic spell to let the Heroic Spirit possess the door and help the Lorraine Mansion kill the enemy. ”

Wow, this gift is a bit heavy!

Martin sighed, he knew that he would not have a chance to live here in the future.

The mansion of the nobles in the royal capital is a face project.

He did the Red Knight a great favor, and the Red Knight also gave him enough face, this patron saint seems to be worth making friends with!

Martin's motorcade returned, and before he could get closer, the huge door opened. First of all, eight guards in silver helmets and silver armor, with their hands on the hilt of the cross sword, came out in two rows and stood on both sides of the gate, and then inside the gate, eight young maids on the left and right were dressed in classic black dresses and white lace maid outfits, wearing white lace headbands, and their hands were crossed on their lower abdomen in a standard manner, all of them bowing their heads and waiting for Martin.

When Martin got out of the carriage, both the guards and the maids all bowed half-bowed, and said loudly in unison: "Welcome Young Master Lorraine back to the house!"

Looking at these brand-new, never-before-seen pretty maids, all of them are above the level of appearance and figure, and their eyebrows are full of spring, presumably as long as they hook their fingers, they can be pushed down directly, Martin shouted in his heart:

"it!"

"Why do the great nobles live such a corrupt and corrupt life?"

"But ......"

"I like it!"

I don't know if it was influenced by this era, or guided by the fragments of Gilgamesh's soul, Martin only felt a wave of excitement and heroism spread through every inch of his body's meridians.

Of course, as a time-traveler and has seen countless beautiful actresses, Martin will not be knocked down by this level of beauty. He smiled, and looked at the tuxedo-clad man on the edge of the gate, but with a distinctly lame strip.

Even though he was very different from his impressions, such as a shaved beard, manicured nails, and a clean and decent dress, as opposed to his always scruffy appearance, Martin recognized the dead ghost Martin's friend at a glance.

"Jamie—" Martin strode forward, hugging his friend hard.

Martin didn't know where that passion came from.

Is it your desire for domestic talents?

Or is it the reverberation of the soul that the dead ghost Martin left in his heart?

Or something else?

Unbeknownst to Martin, he simply gave the admittedly crippled friend an open endorsement with the most enthusiastic attitude.

"Oh my God, Martin, you've changed so much, I barely recognize you. "Before this moment, Jaime was apprehensive. He didn't know if he still had a place in the heart of this friend who suddenly flew straight into the sky like a rocket.

The villain who gets carried away once he gets his will, James has seen too much.

Since Martin specifically asked Sylvie to come to him, he should still occupy a very important position in Martin's life plan, and it is on this basis that James bet that Martin needs a 'big butler' of the territory, so he helped Martin pick guards and subordinates as if he was arrogant.

After Martin's return to the royal capital was suddenly attacked and disappeared, James was scared half to death, but he pressed himself down, and he never looked back without receiving the news of Martin's death. Jaime continued his work of helping Martin prepare the Duke's Court of Lorraine and Lorraineburg, and it was now worth it.

"Dude, I've been in front of the gates of hell twice. I don't believe it if it hasn't changed. ”

"People always change. Jaime laughed.

"You and I just don't change our brotherhood. Martin patted Jaime on the shoulder, and then, as always, let Jaime put his hand on his shoulders and carry him into the Duke's Palace.

Jaime had polio, one leg was broken, and he usually walked with a cane. Every aristocratic kid laughed at Jaime, but Martin the Dead accepted him. From the age of five, if he wanted to walk faster, Martin would carry Jaime's arm like this.

One with short black hair and the other with curly brown hair, they always walked head to head and walked like twin dolls.

Right now...... Just like yesterday.

Unconsciously, after seeing this scene in the eyes of the Duke's palace and the guards, whether it was an old man or a newcomer, everyone was in awe of Jaime a little more.

As he walked towards the Duke's Palace, Jaime asked Martin, "I have a score in my mind about what you asked Miss Grandz to tell me." Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

"Yes, I have a few more foreign allies. "Martin may keep it a secret from the King, but never from his childhood friend.

Martin inherited this body and chose to inherit this fate. He is not a monster with three heads and six arms who can handle countless things at the same time, and since he is ready to delegate power to Jaime in internal affairs, he will not hide the fact that he has foreign help.