CHAPTER XXXVIII

"You don't have to salute, you two, please. The young man, the "tuner", who was called "adults" by the royal family of the two blood clans, said politely but indifferently to the two of them, and made a gesture to help them up.

"Thank you, my lord, Xiao Wang is terrified. Raymond replied calmly, bowed respectfully to the "tuner" again, and stood up straight with low eyebrows. Quentin saw that his brother actually faced the young man in front of him with such a respectful attitude, and understood that the identity and status of the young man was estimated to be even higher than expected in the information he obtained. Knowing that he couldn't let himself go off the line, he had another convulsion, so he closed his mouth and just bowed twice more with a more deferential attitude.

Raymond was secretly relieved to see that his younger brother had finally learned to be more obedient this time. So he made a gesture to sit down and said, "Master Tuner suddenly came to the cold house, and Xiao Wang was very honorable." Please also forgive Xiao Wang for being in a hurry and neglecting the guests. Do you have anything you would like to drink?"

"Iced black coffee. Thank you very much. The tuner politely thanked him, but his voice was still the same cold.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. Raymond bowed politely and walked to the side of the tea-wine cabinet to get the coffee beans and the drip pot and cups that were to be used with it, and took out the small coffee mill and a small ice maker from the conjoined cabinet below.

Quentin, who was idle on the side, endured it for a while, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "This...... Mistress Tuner, are you here ...... today?"

The slender Danfeng of the tuner glanced at Quentin with a flattering expression, and said in a cool voice without any emotion: "Just call me a wisp." I have come today to inform you of your decision regarding the plans that Mr. Quentin saw in the Key. ”

Quentin was stunned for a moment, causing him to swallow a large mouthful of air into his trachea, almost burping. Hurry up and hold on.

Raymond was pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation between his brother and the tuner, and when he heard his words, his hand shook and almost knocked it over.

The two brothers reflexively asked, "Is that ......?"

"Your Excellency supports Mr. Quentin's decision. The Bloodline is the descendant of the Adult, and at the moment of the Bloodline's survival, the plan to protect the safety of the Bloodline needs the support of thorough secrecy, and those who are directly involved in and understand the purpose of the plan must be absolutely reliable. ”

“...... Be. Raymond understood. Raymond stopped grinding and lowered his head to his chest, showing his understanding and compliance with the decision.

It was only now that Quentin breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time reacted and roared in his heart.

Wow, he forgot about his situation as soon as he saw the tuner!Ahhhh......h The tuner sent by Rose is really cold, although he is more handsome than me, I am very unhappy...... Laugh a few more times and you'll be fine, how can it look like Lord Night Rose is surrounded by such cold people!

Ahh

"So, did Lord Nightrose send you here to help our people?" asked Raymond again as he wandered into Quentin's wanderings.

"Of course. Also, if things get worse, Lord Night Rose will have an extra hand to spare. A wisp replied calmly.

"May I ask who is the 'back hand' ......?"

"Demons. The Holy Maiden is about to arrive. ”

The coffee in Raymond's hand was just boiling, the water vapor above the coffee pot was as dense as a curtain, and the "tuner" put one hand on the armrest of the sofa on the side of the window, turned his head to the window and looked at the place where the curtain was raised, and the sun outside the window was fierce.

The sunlight slanted through the small window, and a wisp of sunlight sat on the brown-red sofa draped in black horsehair cushions, the sunlight covering his laps entirely, and his face was hidden in shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Raymond suddenly felt that the tuner had not been in the room all along, but was sitting on the clouds, ignoring them like a god, and he himself had no sorrow or joy.

Time blank.