Zhang Long stood alone on the training ground, the sea breeze gently brushed his face, cool and comfortable, and most of the tiredness was blown away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to go to the cloister to get his equipment to practice, when he heard a frustrated curse from the standers to Esenhard:

"! Fall again......

Zhang Long hurriedly hid in the shadows and peeked over. I saw Isenhard staggering on the stairs, Suina and Nadya standing quietly beside him, and the handsome Thor standing in front of the boss a little helplessly.

"Balance, Master, pay attention to balance. Saul said.

Esenhard barely stood up straight, and Zhang Long saw that he was wearing a pair of leather boots with a two-inch heel on his feet. Yes, is this the Middle Ages, in that era, the European aristocracy on the earth, regardless of gender, had to wear high heels on formal occasions, but I didn't expect Saint-Hugh to be like this! Looking at the embarrassed look of the boss who is not smiling on weekdays, Zhang Long couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

"Okay, now take a step, pay attention to your balance, and your grace. Thor said slowly.

Isenhard lifted his right foot and stepped up the stairs, finally standing still, and as soon as his left foot was off the ground, his right ankle twisted violently to the side, and he fell backwards and forks with a "snap". He clenched his fists and slammed down the wall, and said angrily, "Whoever came up with such a bad idea, it is difficult to walk in such shoes, and climb the stairs!"

Sol said, "This is a kind of aristocratic style. Ignoring the exhaustion and pain of your ankles, walking out of your noble gait with your head held high is one of the most basic rules of etiquette, and if you want to be a nobleman, this is a must!" With that, he reached out and pulled Isenhard up, then straightened his waist, turned his ankle, and walked up the steps in an elegant and atmospheric square step. Then he turned around and bowed deeply to Isenhard politely.

Nadya next to her was stunned, and Suina couldn't help but be amazed: Thor's heels were half an inch higher than those worn by Esenhard, and they probably wouldn't be able to stand on their feet, let alone walk out of such a graceful and dignified gait. Suina felt that although she had never said it explicitly, the young butler was definitely from a real aristocratic background, and it was very likely that her ancestors had not been the eldest son for several generations so that she had not inherited any family business and had fallen here. Although such a noble child has little money and no status, as long as he is a little self-motivated and not afraid of hardship, he is eligible to apply to be a knight's squire for training and become a knight after graduation, but this Thor is willing to come and work as a butler for a slave-born gladiator trainer, which is really unproductive!

Esenhard rubbed his feet and neck for a long time, and stood up slowly: "Help me up, I have to practice walking on the flat road first." 」

The two slave girls hurriedly grabbed Esenhard's two thick arms, helped him climb the steps to the stands, and then motioned for them to let go of themselves. He struggled to stand up straight, focused all his strength on his ankle, and took as natural a step as he could, following Thor's example. "Ka!" The heel of the shoe slammed on the ground crisply, the soles of the feet hit the ground at the same time, and the hind feet immediately lifted up and stepped forward, "Ka!" Fortunately, the two steps on the flat ground should be considered qualified, right?

"Oh, no, Master, your knees have always been slightly bent, and this kind of walking lacks momentum, which is a woman's footwork, and will be laughed at then!" Thor said, shaking his head and spreading his hands regretfully.

"How can you walk on tiptoe like this, and your knees not bend?" said Esenhard angrily, "According to you, this should only be worn by women!"

Thor shook his head, stood with his legs straight together in a standard T-step, and then lifted his legs with the slowest movement, his steps steady and steady, graceful and unquestionably vigorous. Esenhard's anger vanished instantly, and there was only admiration and resounding in his eyes.

"The high-heeled riding boots were originally designed by knights to stabilize their stirrups while riding, and they were originally a costume for battlefield men, so please don't underestimate them. Thor said seriously, "A true noble knight is meant to wear it to battle. Do you think he will have a chance to change his shoes if he falls off his horse in battle?no, he must continue to fight in his riding boots!" he said, turning around and striking in a fighting stance, his heel slamming against the floor of the stands with a nail-like sound.

"Of course, the ceremonial shoes we wear now have thinner heels and are taller than battlefield riding boots, making them more difficult to master, but they can still be practiced. Master, with all due respect, you can change into your most comfortable infantry boots and fight against me now, and I won't fail!" Thor said confidently.

Esenhard nodded silently, and Zhang Long, who was eavesdropping in the dark, naturally knew it: Thor is a paladin, even if he doesn't use mysteries, his strength is not comparable to ordinary people, even if Isenhard was once a gladiator god of war, he didn't dare to say how great he was in front of the paladin. But the black and white shuangshu, who didn't know it, was shocked: a butler, at most a noble boy with no family background, how dare he say that he could win the former gladiator god of war? And the god of war actually nodded!

Where did he come from?

Isenhard pulled himself together and continued to practice until his ankle hurt and he couldn't walk. With a weary shake of his hand, he dismissed the two slave girls and walked to his bedroom with Thor in his arms: he needed to continue to ask the paladin for more things.

Speaking of Zhang Long, he was hiding in the dark to ponder Esenhard's intentions. Even fools can see that the reason why Isenhard sent them to rescue Thor and appointed him as a butler was largely to cultivate his aristocratic temperament. After all, Zhang Long traveled from modern times, and he has watched too many American dramas with the theme of intrigue, and he has a keen sense that his boss is a person with greater ambition than the up-and-bent Battiatus in "Spartacus". But fortunately, at present, Isenhard's character is much stronger than that of Batiatus, at least in terms of personality, there are no major flaws, he will not be moody, reckless, and reckless, and he will not ignore the lives of his slaves at every turn, maybe it has something to do with the fact that he was once a gladiator......

Just as he was thinking wildly, suddenly a shadow flashed in front of him, and he fixed his eyes and saw that it was Suina! This spicy and bright black pearl left a deep impression on his heart when he first met. However, his image in the eyes of the other party is very unbearable, which is not what he knows.

There are beautiful women to see, Zhang Long naturally will not miss it, and his eyes followed greedily. Although this girl can't be touched, but look at the head office, right? But seeing Suina frowning slightly, gently grabbing the waist of her knee-length skirt robe, she hurriedly ran into a corner not far from her hiding place.

Aha, this is obviously going to be booh, it seems that he has been standing stupidly for too long with the boss just now! Zhang Long was very excited: he has no relationship with the opposite sex, and his favorite thing to do since he was a child is this extremely exciting voyeurism. Don't feel too obscene, this is also a kind of forced helplessness: think about it, those handsome, or flamboyant, or naughty little boys just had a little enlightenment, and if they were curious to study the body of the little girl next door, they could either make those three or four or even four or five year old girls strip naked in a few words, or they would pounce directly on the skirt and pants at the risk of being beaten by an adult; ？

Therefore, Zhang Long was extremely excited now, he quietly hid in the shadows, his body trembling slightly, ready to meet his first voyeur after crossing over. However, the expected wide clothes did not happen, Suina ran into the corner, looked around to make sure that there was no one nearby, just crossed her legs into a herringbone and stood still, and then raised the skirt slightly with both hands, and the sound of rushing water reached Zhang Long's ears.

Damn the Middle Ages!, he woke up from a dream and shook his head in frustration: just as men wore high heels in this era, briefs had not yet been invented. So for women in skirts, it is easier than men to stand and shush, and they don't have to show any important parts. For Zhang Long, who has already put his claws into his crotch, the enthusiasm that has been brewing for a long time is like being suddenly poured a basin of cold water, which is called a grievance!

With a long sigh as relieved, the sound of the water stopped abruptly, Suina grabbed the cloth on her skirt and rubbed it under her crotch twice before turning around and running away, it is estimated that she should still have a lot of chores to do. However, this action caused Zhang Long's almost extinguished flames to rekindle, and when Suina left his field of vision, he couldn't wait to get out of the hiding place, ran to the corner, and looked at the obvious water stains between a pair of small footprints on the sand.

The air was filled with a strong feminine smell that had not yet dissipated, Zhang Long was confused, his claws trembled and leaned into his crotch, and suddenly, Suina's melodious voice came from behind him, but the tone was cold: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Long was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he knelt down in the puddle of water stains on the spot, and it took a long time to turn around with a red face. I saw Suina laughing angrily, standing not far behind her with her waist crossed, her pouting mouth puffing out, very cute.

"I'm ......" Zhang Long hurriedly got up, rubbing his hands together nervously. If such an unseemly act is exposed, it is very difficult to find a crack in the ground to get into. Suina grimaced and gave him another slap on the head: "Do you know that if I tell my master, you will definitely be beaten with an electric baton?"

"No...... Don't ......" Zhang Long begged, but he felt like he wanted to slap his mouth: Why are you so angry, such a spineless begging for mercy, how do you feel no different from that dead ghost Barbara?

"Originally, I wanted to add a little more oil and vinegar so that you could be sent directly to the iron cage, but ...... It seems that you have some other use, and if you cooperate, I can consider letting you go. Suina's carrot and stick combined to further crush his will.

"You want me to ...... How to cooperate? I will definitely do it!" Zhang Long nodded like pounding garlic and said gratefully.

Suyna stared into his eyes seriously, "First question, you were the one who took charge of Sol, yes or no?"

Zhang Long's cold sweat came down all of a sudden.