Sixty-five, Miss Serra's stronghold

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The building is located in the prime area of the port, which is already a good location for a tavern, so it is natural that there will be a steady stream of visitors.

A good location, good proprietors, unadulterated wines and eye-catching hostesses all combine to make this tavern a booming business.

According to the grapevine, the backstage of this tavern seems to be a certain nobleman in the city, and the concubine secretly kept outside by the lord runs the tavern in order to earn a little private money.

"People are being bullied~~~~~~~"

At this moment, Miss Serra's delicate voice came from a room inside the tavern.

"It is said that the master was about to be driven mad by his wife at home, so he came to vent his anger at me, the poor little concubine, woo-woo...... The delicate body can't bear it~~~~~"

She held her forehead helplessly, making a weak appearance.

"That affectionate old man is thinking about showing loyalty to the little duke of our family, and taking this opportunity to get rid of my little concubine, really, he is so comfortable to serve...... I'm about to ascend to heaven~~~~~"

"Are you going to kill him, Miss?" said Mr. Shadwa, a super-numbing super-public face with an ordinary look, an ordinary voice, and everything in a flat tone like talking about tomorrow's weather.

"Shadwa, Shadwa......" Miss Sierra stretched out her finger and drew small circles on her subordinates' chests, "You are too bloody and violent, as the defender of order in Almac, we can't do such a thing." ”

As she said that, a chuckle tugged at the corner of Serra's mouth.

"So let the third person who has been on standby for a long time go out and do it cleanly. ”

"Yes, Miss. ”

The loyal guard replied respectfully.

Well, this is actually the base of Almac's secret agent in Pol, and it seems that Miss Sierra has opened this stronghold in Pol a long time ago, almost extending to the days when Almac's old duke was still alive.

At that time, in order to prepare for the secret calculation of Pol, Serra himself had to go to the front line of this battle, and now, when everything has settled, this worthless foothold is about to be abandoned.

As an agent, you can't allow yourself to be left behind in anything that could lead to exposure, so Miss Sierra is putting the finishing touches on it.

Those who can continue to use it will use it in another way, and those who have lost their use value will judge whether it needs to be erased according to the degree of depth, there is no emotion, no pity, everything is only naked calculation.

For games like this, Miss Sierra has fun.

"By the way, what information do I want about the Duke?"

"Lord Duke seems to have played all day yesterday......" Shadwa replied immediately, "and there was a little conflict with others in the city......"

"Play?" Miss Sierra sat behind her desk and took the paper from her subordinate, which described the situation in detail.

"Traveling around Bol in a playful way will not attract attention, nor will it make some people who know the inside story suspicious, hehe, that lord is still as shrewd as ever......"

As she spoke, she flicked the information in her hand with her index finger: "The important thing is what happened outside the city, the secret of Mr. Leon's sudden strengthening, can't be done without finding out......"

"Shame on the villain!!" Shadwa said, bowing his head, "The villain is not confident that he will be able to follow him in the open countryside without being discovered by Lord Leon, so he can only return in vain." ”

"I don't blame you, Shadwa......" Miss Sierra smiled gently, "but it is a coincidence that the knight, who had just failed a while ago and fell into a low point in his life, immediately became stronger for no reason after just one day...... It's just a coincidence......"

"You mean ......"

"Shhhhh......h ”

Saying that, she once again let out a chuckle: "After all, that knight is the heart and soul of the Duke, and it is not okay to torture him to extract a confession, our Lord Duke will be angry." ”

After reading the information in his hand, the plug stretched a big lazy waist, exposing the beautiful curves of his body.

"Well~~~~~ it's almost time to deal with that. Shadwa, go and bring the man. ”

"Yes, Miss. ”

The subordinate of the public face left for a moment, and then returned to Miss Serra with a young woman holding a baby in her arms.

It was a woman with a gloomy face and a rather haggard appearance, and at this moment, the young woman looked at Serra miserably, and subconsciously hugged the baby in her hand.

"Mimosa, or do you want to call you Duchess of Gilheim?"

"Subordinate...... The subordinate mimosa has seen Miss Serra. The timid little woman said with a wince.

"Don't be afraid, you're a meritorious man. Miss Sierra sat on the chair behind her desk and comforted, "If it weren't for you, this project wouldn't have gone so smoothly, but you're doing a good job." ”

But the more gentle Serra looked, the more the young woman trembled, and her whole body trembled continuously, as if she were not a beautiful woman in front of her, but from hell, with sharp teeth and a bright red tongue, like a dreadlord who wanted to devour their mother and son completely.

"You're doing well, you're doing well, so ......," Serra continued.

But the one who rules this small room, who seems to hold the entire space in his hands, the master of the room, her words are interrupted by the daring guy.

"I don't know what she's done, but since she's done so well, she has to be rewarded, and if she has merit, she will be punished, right, Serra?"

Serra's face remained unchanged, except for the fingers hidden in her wide sleeves.

"It is a matter of course that meritorious subordinates must be rewarded, Lord Duke. ”

"Yo, Serra, I'm here to play. Fan, who suddenly appeared indoors at some point, raised his hand and greeted Serra with a smile.

"!!!" Shadwa stared at the big eyes that almost protruded in disbelief, and when he sensed something unusual, there was already one more person in the room, that is, even the skilled guard did not find out how Fan had entered the room.

This shocked him, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was subverted.

"Yo, Shadwa, long time no see. ”

"Uh...... Yes...... You...... Your lordship, Lord Duke......" said the poor guard intermittently.

"Serra, I'm going to eat the dumplings!!"

Then Fan unceremoniously squeezed to Miss Serra's side, sat down in the same chair as her, and took the other's arm, shaking and shaking.

"If you hold me like this, there's no way I'm going to bring the dumplings, Lord Fan. With a kind smile, Serra looked at the coquettish Fan with a blank expression, and then magically took out a box of dough from the drawer of her desk.

"It's a dumpling!!

Fan let go of Serra with a cheer, reached out and picked up the doughnuts and ate them bite by bite.

"My mouth is so dry, Serra, I'm going to have tea. ”

"Yes, Lord Fan, I'll make you tea. ”

After a few moments, the steaming tea was brewed.

"Come to think of it, I don't really like this bitter exotic drink, and it's so hot that I can't drink it, Serra, change the juice for me. ”

"I'm sorry I was overlooked, Lord Fan. Serra smiled apologetically, and then got busy again.

A moment later, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice (specially made in the tavern in front) appeared in front of Van.

"Serra, you're doing a good job, you're just close to catching up with Ellie. ”

This is the highest compliment to my subordinates, and my subordinates are deeply honored. ”

"Serra, wipe your mouth. Fan Jiang stretched out his face that had been stained with some fine powder because he had eaten too many dough.

"Yes, Lord Fan......" Miss Sierra took out the scented hand towel and wiped the corners of her mouth seriously, cleaning it up.

Shadwa was stunned, it was the first time in his life that he had seen Miss Serra serve someone so wholeheartedly, and what was happening in front of him even gave him the illusion that his eldest lady had been secretly dropped.

No way!!My eldest lady is not so virtuous!!

Shadwa has always believed that his eldest lady is the type who can never get married, and an honest son-in-law may be the most likely destination for this eldest lady.

Of course, this kind of rebellious thinking can only be made up in the brain.

Regardless of the nonsense of the public-faced guard, the other person present was already completely messy.

The Duchess of Guilheim, codenamed Mimosa, was like a saint who had seen an angel descend to earth, and her whole person froze and stared at the boy who seemed to have completely subdued Miss Serra.

Her godless eyes seemed to shine with a light called hope......