Chapter 175: The Waiting Man (I)
The faint scent came from the tip of her nose, making Kayla, who had not really opened her eyes from her sleep, snort, and a ray of leisurely morning light in the seductive eyes reflected on her cheeks through the gap between the curtains, and the heavy eyelids slowly opened. As soon as he turned around, he saw the silver-haired wizard still lying next to him.
Looking at the luxurious décor around her, the spacious feather bed, the pink tables and chairs, and the glass wine bottles on the bedside table, everything is extremely familiar - rose glass, one of the best places on the Silk Street, and the same place where she used to stay when she was working for Cortez. Now, of course, it's almost Marco Tasker's property, and most of the contracts and contracts have the silver-haired wizard's name on them.
Kai, who slowly sat up from the bed, pulled the quilt to hide the seductive sexy body, and the entire back was exposed to the air, and the pleasant arc could be faintly seen.
But what...... Kayla looked at the hand that was still holding her right chest, and her gaze gradually shifted to the side - the culprit, the silver-haired wizard, was still sleeping soundly, making a mess of half the bed as if he were a child, the slight snoring was very regular, and a wisp of crystal clear saliva was still hanging on his face.
"When you wake up, get me up quickly. Kayla, who was still tired with a tired expression, snorted coldly: "Are you going to sleep like this until noon, Marco Tasker 'Master'?"
The body still has the exhaustion of last night, and Kayla can't help but breathe a long sigh of relief when she thinks of messing around with this guy at night - although it looks like Marco is thin and weak, and he has been living inappropriately all year round, should it really be said that people are not good-looking?
"Just let me sleep like this until night. My dear Kayla. "Marco barely opened his eyes. A happy smile appeared on his face: "This is the first morning of our wedding. Shouldn't it be spent in such a pleasant way?"
"What newlywed? I just said yes and won't leave. Disgruntled Kayla turned her head away: "How could it be so quick to promise you, shameless bastard, not to think things too simply!"
"Ah...... I understand, I understand. Marco Tasker, who was still pretending to be stupid, smirked and nodded: "Dear Kayla Angel is willing to save me, a hopelessly fallen soul, even at the cost of sacrificing everything that is his most chaste, from body to soul, I am so touched that I feel as if I have been redeemed from head to toe!"
As he spoke, his greedy right hand continued to walk upstream. Enthusiastically, as if it was an appendage, she climbed up again, gently licking her bright red earlobes, but her mouth was still endlessly saying, "Please save me, my most holy goddess!"
Before he could continue to the next step, the silver-haired wizard stopped and stared at the dagger around his neck in a cold sweat: "You put this thing under your pillow last night?"
"Just in case, the 'goddess' also needs to have means of self-defense, right?" Kayla's sneer was also a little cunning: "You vile, shameless, lying depraved soul. ”
"You must be thinking of me as a devil. Slowly letting go of his right hand, Marco sat up lazily from the bed. He yawned vigorously, "It's a sunny morning, what do you think?"
"It would be better if you could take the other paw with you. ”
But apparently the "well-behaved" Marco would not agree so easily: "We don't have to get up so early." Nothing is going on today--even the venerable Lord Edward Witwood is enjoying his first wedding morning, and guess what he is doing now?"
"Don't tease me. Kayla turned her head dismissively, "You big liar must have planted eyeliner around him, right, didn't you claim to know everything?"
"But as it happens, I really didn't know anything about it this time. Marco's face showed an innocent expression: "Our Viscount Edward is much stronger than me, and I don't even have a single bit of information now, at most I can be sure that he should not have left The Hague Fort yet." ”
"Why?" Kayla blinked curiously.
"Because once the honorable Lord Edward decides where to go, it must be turned upside down - I can hear everything just by sitting in the café. Marco said with a smile: "Look, the absurdity of Miss Alan Kwyn's coming-of-age banquet, the rioting Dominica Embassy, and the hapless gangsters of the East District...... Oh, and don't forget poor Star City, where half of its inhabitants have vanished, and the rest are trying to overthrow the brutal Otovik family!"
"You describe it as a plague god. Kayla couldn't help but laugh: "Everywhere you go, will you suffer?"
"We generally call it 'noble chivalry, inspired by the glorious cross.' Or the times make heroes or something. Marco, who shrugged his shoulders, was still not on his tracks: "For Lord Edward, it is his opportunity - as a faithful servant, what I need to do is to find these precious opportunities for him." ”
As if joking, the corners of Mark's mouth slowly calmed down...... It had been two months since he had received any information from Fort Hague, and if the previous interruption could be understood as an inability to be sure of Edward's whereabouts or the situation was in turmoil, there was only one explanation for this - Ludwig Dorian was no longer prepared to continue to work for himself alone.
Although it is very regrettable, Marco Tasker is not yet unacceptable - this guy is one of the few remaining "old men" in the Cortez era, and he is also one of the few assassins in the Blood Banner Brotherhood who really knows how to "kill", so it is also a helpless choice for him to go south, because not everyone knows how to protect themselves in the chaos of the battlefield.
But his betrayal also poses a lot of problems - if he could, Marco didn't want to see the Blood Banner Brothers divide or disintegrate, so he threw this "leader" guy out, at least to prevent him from turning the Blood Flag Brotherhood into a murderous gang of the past once again while he wasn't looking.
"And how did you find those opportunities for your lord?"
"About this ......" The chuckling Marco was just about to make another joke, when there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the silver-haired wizard with a shocked face immediately jumped up from the bed, and his right hand was already holding his wand: "Hurry up and hide, quick!"
"How ......"
"Don't ask any more, hide - I'll explain to you later!" Mark said roughly, slamming his right hand on a painting on the wall, and the otherwise plain brick wall suddenly turned into a door, and the silver-haired wizard in a hurry dragged Kayla, who was still disheveled, into it, and uncontrollably released his palm, and the wall immediately returned to its original state.
"Bang!" There was a loud thump, and the door of the room was kicked open, and two heavily armed knights walked in, standing on either side of the room with cold faces, their left hands pressed on the hilt of their swords, as if they would draw their swords if they did not agree.
Marco, who had just changed his clothes, clutched his wand tightly in his hand, stared at the door that had been kicked open with a twitch on his cheeks, and a proud figure walked in with light steps, without the slightest fear or nervousness.
"The Rose Glass VIP Suite, and it's all alone—you're really going to enjoy it, Your Excellency Marco Tasker. The voices of the people who walked into the room were all a little majestic and imposing, but they were also a little cynical: "I believe that lovely young lady must have been lucky to spend the night with you last night, right?"
"You're kidding, I'm just looking for a secluded place to rest, nothing else. Marco, whose mouth twitched, lowered his head, and after seeing the person who came, he took a long breath and bent down.
"Best regards, Mistress Berrion Marcherus!" (to be continued......)
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