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Two young maids served crab and shark soup and egg and lime cold soup, followed by honey quail, roast lamb chops, foie gras soaked in red wine, butter radish and roast pig.

When Wiggins saw the table full of sumptuous food and a variety of precious red wines, he couldn't help but smile and said complimentingly: "My lord, this dinner is so heavy, I'm afraid I deserve it!"

"No!" Rodra said, shaking her head. "You are my honored guest and my daughter's life-saver, and this sumptuous dinner is just my most sincere gratitude to you. ”

"Your Excellency has raised your love," Wiggins explained to the old man respectfully. "I'm just an ordinary mercenary, and I'm not alone in rescuing your daughter, and you've already thanked you!"

"Please convey my thanks to your companions," said the old man slowly. "I only have such a daughter, she is all I have, and the amount of gold is not as important as her!"

The old man, who was nearly half a hundred years old, had a thin face, a dark complexion, and a pair of kind eyes under his faint eyebrows.

At this moment, the old man was looking at Lylia who was sitting below him, and his right hand was gently stroking his daughter's slender hair.

"Wiggins, can I call you that?" the girl wore a long gown that covered her feet, with a wide, skirt-like hem, and sleeves that were thin to the wrist and cuffs tight.

The girl wears various ribbons around her waist, her clothes are decorated with various precious stones, and a pearl and gemstone ornament hangs on her chest. Pretty and almost as charming as a princess.

"Of course, Miss Lyria!" Wiggins replied politely.

He found that the girl in front of him, whether her words and deeds, or the clothes on her body, revealed the noble and elegant temperament of the nobility. Compared with the girl who cried weakly before, it was a different judgment.

Lelia said happily, "Stay and be my guard!"

She seemed to have forgotten the humiliation she had suffered, or perhaps she did not want to remember the atrocities inflicted on her by the bandit leaders.

"I'm sorry, but I already have a loyal adult. Wiggins was a little surprised, but politely declined.

"But he's just a mercenary leader," the girl said with some excitement. "Stay and be my guard, and my father may make you a knight, and give you land and a manor. ”

Wiggins shook his head with a wry smile. "I'm sorry, Miss Lelia, but as much as I would love to stay, I'd rather be with my companions. ”

Rodrapoye said softly to his daughter, "Lyria, we shouldn't have embarrassed your savior, should we?"

"Yes, Father. The girl was a little unwilling, but she didn't want to go against her father's wishes.

"Lelia, are you eating?" Rodrapoye asked his daughter.

"Yes, Father!"

"I've got something to talk to Mr. Wiggins about alone!"

"Is there anything I can't know?" asked Lylia curiously.

"You don't want to hear things between men," the old man said softly. "Obedient go back to the room first, let's talk about things in private!"

"Yes, father!" said Lyria, standing up and saluting Wiggins across from her. "Thank you, Mr. Mercenary. ”

After Lelia left, only Wiggins and Rodla were left in the entire restaurant, and even the waiter in charge of pouring the wine was ordered by the old man to step down.

Wiggins had a hunch that the other party seemed to have something very important to discuss with him.

He picked up the wine bottle in front of the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised his glass to the old man on the throne.

"I don't know if you have something to tell me. He took a sip of his wine.

"Mr. Wiggins," said the old man with a solemn face. "I wonder if my daughter has been hurt in any way?"

"My lord, she's fine, she doesn't have any injuries on her body. Wiggins replied.

"You know! that's not what I mean!" the old man emphasized, in a deeper tone.

Wiggins said tactfully, "I don't see any harm to your daughter. My lord!"

"Your Excellency," Rodrapoye asked in a deeper voice. "Just tell me the truth! I can bear it!" the old man had vaguely guessed what had happened to his daughter.

"My lord, I just saw your daughter naked on a carpet. Wiggins told the truth.

"These damned bandits, they dare to do this to her!" said the old man in a calm tone, trying to hide his anger. "Tell me, those abominable robbers are dead, aren't they?"

The deep sorrow on the old man's face and a pale, haggard color, showed that his soul was suddenly broken and ruined in an instant, and that all the joys and noises of life that had passed were gone forever.

"Yes, my lord, the bandits are dead!" Wiggins pointed out. "But from what I've learned, this gang of robbers should have an internal presence in your castle. ”

The old man's face immediately sank when he heard this, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you saying that the kidnapping of Lelia by the robbers has something to do with other people?"

"That's all I know, my lord," Wiggins said. "As for the truth behind this matter, you can send someone to investigate!"

All Wiggins knew was what Alleyne had told him, and Alleyne had heard from Mr. O'Neill.

"Yes, I'll let Garnier investigate. Having said this, the old man's tone gradually became a little more gloomy, which made people shudder. "If I find out who is behind the ghost, I will execute him with my own hands!"

After a moment of silence, Rodrapoye said again, "This is about the reputation of my daughter Lyria, and I hope no one will know about it again!"

The old man's tone paused, and then deliberately emphasized: "I will never allow her to be hurt again!"

"Don't worry, sir," Wiggins assured. "My companions and I will keep this secret forever until we bring it into the ground!"

"I believe your words!" the old man's gaze paused without a trace. "I hope you don't do anything you regret!"

Wiggins just smiled and didn't answer.

Despite the warnings in his last sentence, Wiggins was not disgusted by it, it was just a father trying to protect his daughter as much as possible.

"My lord, it's getting late, I should go back!" said Wiggins, "and our two companions are still waiting for me in the tavern." ”

"Mr. Wiggins, remember to come to me the day you need help in the future!"

"I will, sir!" Wiggins stood up and bowed slightly to the old man, before leaving alone.

And they didn't notice that the poor girl was hiding behind the wall, convulsing sadly.

The girl held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and swallowed the sobs like a child, but the tears still welled up.