Warm water, refreshing mint scent and water vapor, and no sense of restraint in his whole body, Edward slowly woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes to a luxurious marble bath, and the diffuse steam almost completely obscured all vision.

The effects of the drug made his brain seem to be in a rather dizzy state, and Edward barely looked at his surroundings - there seemed to be beautiful reliefs on the smooth walls, and the round bath was small but enough for him to lie comfortably in.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a bathroom somewhere, such a luxury is by no means imaginable by ordinary people, and it is definitely a place where only dignitaries have the opportunity to linger, but it is difficult to determine where it is.

The black-haired boy, who was soaked in hot water and pores wide open, was half-lying on the edge of the pool, letting the two men dressed as servants next to him go back and forth on him. Apply some kind of scented grease to his body, and then carefully brush off all the dirt on his back and upper body with a brush.

The other took a small cotton swab to clean Edward's ears, eyes and some small places, and then took out a beautiful ivory comb to arrange his hair, the movement was not hurried, and the technique was very skillful in moving back and forth on the head, and the stimulation from the scalp and hair made Edward gradually regain his senses.

It took a while for the two servants to wrap Edward around a bath towel, let him out of the bath, and then sit down on a chair, wiping him clean with a dry towel. Without even asking Edward's opinion, he began to move and trim his hair and nails.

Edward sat in his chair, fiddling and trimming as if it were a work of art ready for display, small silver scissors and razors flying up and down, shredded black hair falling like snowflakes.

Steady footsteps walked in from outside, and Green Turn, dressed in beautiful fine leather and a gold-plated buttoned trench coat, stood in front of Edward with his hands behind his back, with a smiling expression: "How do you feel, you must have enjoyed it considerably, right?"

"It's nothing, I just don't know if I need to take a shower before the audience. Edward replied in the same mocking tone, "Does Your Majesty want to see if I have a parasite hidden in me?"

"This is just the bare minimum of etiquette, and later there will be a court ceremonial officer who will be responsible for preparing a suitable dress for you, as well as some basic etiquette for an audience. Green shrugged his shoulders with his hands behind his back: "Of course, there are some reasons that are inconvenient to say, but someone as smart as you must understand why." ”

Is it to search for any weapons hidden in his clothes, and to beware of the possibility that I may intend to assassinate the king?" Edward nodded his understanding—it is clear that for any ruler, the assassin is always an invincible possession, and caution is not cowardice and cowardice, but a necessary measure to cherish life.

"So...... While you're enjoying yourself, let's sort out something that's not so enjoyable. Green held up a notepad and a plumbing pen, and walked behind Edward, "At least you shouldn't be too happy, but it's a bit of a pleasure to pass the time for me." ”

"Edward Witwood - judging by your surname, your ancestors are likely to be northerners, or even descendants of some ancient northern noble, but you are black-haired and black-eyed, so the characteristics of southerners are also evident, and eighty percent of the standard northern immigrants are descendants of the tribesmen who moved to the south after the conquest of the north by His Majesty Levy I three hundred years ago. ”

"And the village where you were born testifies to this, as it was when a northern tribe moved in. Green continued: "My grandfather fought in the Dominica War thirty years ago, my father served as the standard-bearer of the army, my father died of inflammation at the age of fourteen, my mother died at the age of fifteen, and the family seemed to have lost all the land -- it was a very tragic childhood. ”

"The next story seems to start to get interesting, at the age of sixteen he was taken in by Sir Thernier Gombray, the former chief knight of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, as an acolyte, and followed him quietly south to investigate the infidels in the territory of Fort Hague, and to follow an army of less than two hundred men led by Sir Serra, the eldest son of the Kwyn family, to be ambushed in a village and then ...... Miraculously resurrected!"

For the rest of the day, Edward enjoyed his care while listening to Green Turn, who behind him, told him everything he had done since his resurrection, from beginning to end, from the Glorious Cross Church's suspense about the "miracle of the resurrection" to the street news that he was called "Edward the Lonely Sword" when he was in The Hague Harbor.

But in general, they are only those things that are not secret, or the information that can be obtained as long as they investigate and investigate - of course, the other party can feel himself so thoroughly, and even figure out the "ancestors" of this life, which can be called quite powerful, and I am afraid it took a lot of effort to get it.

But for Edward at the moment, he doesn't really mind being investigated, especially after having a silver-haired sissy intelligence agent by his side. As long as the information in the hands of others is not fatal to them - such as the truth about the Blood Flag Brotherhood, his deal with Lady Angelica, and the matter of Angela, then there is no problem.

Take 10,000 steps back, as long as you are a "traverser" and the other party discovers it, and uses it to blackmail yourself, then it is not so bad that you have to kill the other party with all your might, and then prepare to hide incognito.

Naturally, a person who is about to become the military attache of His Royal Highness the Prince, even if he is a member of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, it is impossible not to be investigated. Edward couldn't help but speculate that the Marquis of Holard Minest, whom he had never met so far, might have been a little favor.

Of course, this is just speculation, thinking that such a little-known person as himself is not worth the battle of the Marquis who has been the Minister of the Interior for twelve years, although he may have caused him a lot of trouble more than once, from Aiden Hanan to Cortez, it is really a mess.

But this calm expression was a little different in Greene Turn's eyes, and he gently put away the water pipe pen in his hand - he had hoped that this would make Edward feel a little intimidated, or rather awe-inspired: "It seems that you don't look surprised at all, do you already know that you are being investigated?"

"Of course not, in fact, I didn't even know there was a store of you until you entered my house. Edward turned his face sideways and said to the other party, "But since I am going to select a military attache for His Royal Highness, how can I not find out the details of the other party in advance-what if I am a spy of the Dominicans?"

"I didn't expect you to think that way—it was quite unexpected. Green smiled and shook his head: "According to Master Mercer Kane, you should be the kind of person who is extremely confident and has a strong sense of self-esteem, and I thought you would be furious because of this." ”

"I can do anything to defend my dignity, but what you're talking about is not called self-esteem. The black-haired boy smiled and pouted: "That's called a glass heart, and it's still the type that shatters when touched." ”

"Well, I couldn't agree more. Green nodded almost subconsciously, presumably he had met similar guys: "Many descendants of the ancient family in Turin City are like this, the last time I went to visit a guy, I just glanced up before entering the door, and I was accused of provoking the dignity of their family with every move." ”

"Obviously, their family may have nothing left but dignity, and naturally they have to provide for it well. ”

The two are of the same age, and they found a common topic and naturally chatted quite comfortably, although both Edward and Green were wary of and testing each other, but it did not affect the mood at the moment, especially since neither side had any intention of treating each other as enemies, nor would they deliberately look for things that would anger each other.

However, the two men did not talk for long, and soon a thin old man dressed solemnly and meticulously mannered entered the bathroom, followed by two servants holding clothes and accessories, apparently the court ceremonial officer mentioned by Glynn Turn.

"May I ask if your inquiry is over, Dear Sir Greene Turn?" Although there was a respectful expression in his words, the old man's expression was not at all polite: "Time is running out, and in two quarters of an hour it will be time for His Majesty to have breakfast, and he wishes to see this young man at this time." ”

"So we only have half an hour to choose the gown of Sir Edward Witwood, and to learn some court etiquette briefly, lest we look like a country monkey and lose face with Lord Mercer Kane and the Knights of the Sacred Tree. The old man's speed of speech was extremely fast, but every sentence was a rhetorical standard, fast and slow, and there was nothing to blame.

"It is a great honour to be able to accompany His Majesty to breakfast, so I wish you a good luck in advance, Sir Edward—I hope that the Radiant Cross will bless you with the honorable title of Attendant Military Attaché. Greene Turn, looking anxious to run, kept glancing at the old man: "We'll see you later!"

After saying that, he really "escaped", and the old man glanced lightly at the departing figure of the royal knight, and then turned back and looked at Edward.

"Then please come with me, and I'll try to keep it as simple as possible. The court ceremonial officer said in a deep voice: "There is not much time left for you!"

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