Chapter 100: Self-Digging and Remorse
Lady Mary, who completely understood the way of thinking of the young Earl Alfred, was inexplicable, and felt that the vague rejection of the previous moment was now the sudden enthusiasm, and the transformation was too antelope, she cautiously lifted her skirt and followed behind Augustus, racking her brains to realize that it was impossible for her to understand the logic of the young earl, and finally she could only reluctantly admit that this Count Alfred was too different from many nobles in the wasteland she had seen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info Then I thought about it for a long time, and when I stepped on the steps of Alfred Castle, the undead Lady Mary asked worriedly, how did you guess that I sent the carriage that collected orphan girls during the Great Migration of the Wasteland?
Look, ma'am, you must think I'm an idiot, don't you?
Augustus, who did not pause, joked sideways, and noticed that Lady Mary's face suddenly turned pale, and he did not create psychological pressure for this hateful and poor woman, and said calmly: "Since you came to Alfred's castle all the way to Alfred Castle with great difficulty, and you did not follow the knights, can I conclude that there must be your arrangement in the place where I can't see? But where did you get so many female pawns? It just so happens that I saw the carriage during the Great Migration, so I irresponsibly guess that the carriage also belongs to your arrangement, and you collected the orphan girls to secretly cultivate your power, do you have any doubts?"
It may have been that the heel of the boot was too high, and Lady Mary, who was walking on the steps, stumbled and almost fell.
Her face turned red and she clenched her silver teeth, but of course it couldn't be entirely because she was shocked by the silhouette that Augustus had deduced from these details alone, and what was even more odious was that this young nobleman didn't have the slightest gentlemanly demeanor, and it was the maid behind her who finally helped her and balanced her, not Augustus who walked beside her. In particular, this young man, who had no aristocratic demeanor, actually looked at her with a smile and a few playful glances after she stood firm, which made Lady Mary seriously doubt that her decision to join Alfred was a stupid decision to jump from the previous grave to the next.
It soon became clear to her that the answer was almost yes.
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Walking into the living room, Augustus, who no longer had expectations of him, really had no grace and etiquette to let her guest sit first, but sat casually on the soft dark red sofa in the middle, and then he casually pointed to the small sofa next to him, and then stopped talking, and looked at Madame Mary without a head, which made Madame Mary feel quite uneasy, although she was indeed trying to hide her uneasiness. It was a strange feeling, probably because she could see through her cards at a glance, and Madame Mary always felt that those aggressive eyes seemed to penetrate her soul easily, and she had no secrets under these bright eyes.
The atmosphere is maintained at this point of humor where Mary is uneasy and Augustus is purely playful.
It wasn't until the maid of the castle quietly brought two glasses of expensive crimson wine that Augustus was basically greasy at this time, that he was the first to break the silence and asked, "Even people like you, who are close to Louis, are trying to escape, and the territory of Louis is already falling apart, right?"
Unable to grasp the rhythm of the young count, Madame Marie, who was clever enough, naturally chose the most cautious and serious attitude, and she sat upright, elegantly holding a goblet glass full of crimson wine, and pondered, and explained: " There are about 6 nobles who really hold real power in Louis's territory, and I can't count the specific data, but there are still about 30 real knights, as for the reserve knights above level 3, it is conservatively estimated that the knights with a scale of 300 people are very easy, and the scale of 500 people is the ultimate limit of those servants walking in the shadows. ā
This is the true essence of what was once the number one giant of the wasteland.
Augustus could hardly hide his surprise, compared to when he took over Alfred, there was no real knight except Katieeni, and there was only 500 swordsmen in his territory, or the minimum strength was around level 3, which was simply not comparable, which really made Augustus puzzled how his father did it at the beginning to win over Christopher, hold Donald, and successfully create a balance situation in which the three circles of the wasteland confronted each other, although this can also make Augustus appreciate the powerful skills of his strange father from the side.
He said with a complicated expression: "Did Master Louis prepare to deal with it when you left?"
Madame Mary made no secret of her disgust, shook the red wine glass in her hand, and said contemptuously: "Deal with it, if there is a difference between waiting for death and lying on a woman's belly and waiting for death, then he is indeed coping." ā
It's so scathing.
Augustus smiled lightly, the two heirs of the Marquis of Sauron are completely polar, but if Arthras can really regain control of his Sauron, he must thank Master Louis.
Augustus, who had roughly figured out the current outline of Sauron's direction and did not expect Lady Mary to provide more details about the details between Arthras and Stuart, put these questions aside for the time being, his eyes were fixed on the wine glass in front of him, and he did not look at Lady Mary, whose face contrasted with her figure, and said nonchalantly: "By the way, Madame, I don't know what you really mean by visiting Alfred Castle?"
Lady Mary, shaking her glass of red wine, stiffened.
Was her intention to make all the way to Alfred Castle clear enough? Could it not have been clear that the wise young Earl of Alfred had stood by Louis's side and helped Francis to overturn Sauron's affairs?
Humiliation and anger soon enveloped Lady Mary, but what could she do in this situation?
She could only try to control her emotions, gritted her teeth, and smiled hard: "Please forgive me for being abrupt, I am here to seek Alfred's protection." ā
"Protection?" As if surprised that he didn't expect this at all, Augustus spread his hands: "Although Alfred is on his feet at present, he is not strong enough to protect you, Madame, is he? Besides, once Arthras knows that you are hiding in my castle, how can I explain it to him? Madam, you may not know that Arthras spared no effort to help me in the first place, and I have no reason to provide protection to his enemies." ā
Seems really a refusal?
Madame Mary gently put down the wine glass in her hand, took a deep breath, then restrained her emotions and said calmly, "Propose your terms, Earl." ā
Augustus smiled brightly: "I like smart people like you. ā
Then he stopped talking, his eyes kept wandering on Madame Mary's turbulent body, his intention seemed to be obvious, so that almost under the undisguised eyes of the nobles, Madame Mary, who had grown and transformed, quickly woke up, and the expressionless face of the previous second was replaced by a flattering smile in the next second, which directly reminded Augustus of his face-changing skills in his previous life, and before he could react, Madame Mary not only moved her big ass to his lap, but also put her delicate hand on his chest; ć
Lady Mary, who was best at this kind of communication, was at a loss.
Augustus didn't deliberately hide his disgust, and motioned for Mary to leave his body with his eyes, and he sneered: "Although I don't reject women with big breasts and big ass, I haven't been hungry to this point. ā
The deep sense of humiliation could no longer be suppressed, and Lady Mary, who had stood up, could hardly suppress her urge to leave, as soon as possible, away from this demon.
But she finally sat back on the couch - where could she go?
For the past few decades, she had been touted by the nobles of the wasteland, and was accustomed to hiding her contempt for the proud Lady Mary with a profligate smile.
She laughed sadly, and finally realized that she could not be Sauron's lover, and she could no longer be admired and touted.
I feel a little nostalgic for the feeling when Sauron's old lion was still alive.
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PS1: Thank you, thank you very much, don't say anything superfluous, I want to work hard to cultivate my glass heart, concentrate on telling a good story, and no longer be depressed, worthy of me, worthy of you.
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