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Red Blood Dragoon Chapter 121 A sheep in wolf's clothing

Pick up Sel's body, go through the narrow corridor, and come to an old room... Six

There was just an oil lamp lit in the room. It's a bit dark.

A tall, burly shadow saw him come in. hurriedly greeted him and saluted respectfully. Then he stood aside, but did not speak.

Russell sat down in a chair next to him. He let out a long breath, then rubbed his wrinkled cheeks, also silent.

Although tonight's dance party was not long, it was extremely difficult for a person like him who leaned on one side of the party. All the time. Except for the Supreme Majesty of Ruman City, he has never been polite to anyone. But now I don't bow my head to a young girl, and I have to keep smiling faces, just thinking about it, it's enough to be angry.

The man waited for a long time, and finally became impatient, walked up to him with a sneer, and asked in a low voice, "My lord?"

A cold glint flashed in Russell's eyes.

The man's heart trembled with fright, and he could not say the rest of his words.

Russell looked at the man and cursed: a rice bucket. If it weren't for the rice bucket you were like back then. If I didn't catch anyone, why should I suffer from this kind of!

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sour heart. The adulterer who died with the emperor's mistress. Although he is only one of his nephews, he has always regarded him as if he were his own.

Straight up, although the emperor has always favored him, but as soon as this incident came out, the supreme didn't say anything on the surface. But in private, he secretly holds a grudge against himself for being cuckolded.

Now the incompetent Majesty had to rely on his intellect and experience just to keep his ass from being snatched away by Archduke Julius. It's just that every time I look at him, my eyes are a little unkind.

Otherwise, he would not have rushed to this negotiation. Only by successfully completing this negotiation can we make a contribution. This is the only way to keep his precarious position.

Thinking of this, Russell couldn't help but feel another burst of anger in his heart, and glared at the person opposite viciously.

A breeze blew through the cracks in the windows. The bean-like oil lamp shook a few times, and it shone right on the pale face of the man opposite. It was none other than Nord, the deputy head of the Knights Templar of the Holy See.

There was silence in the room for a moment,

Russell looked at the deputy head of the knights who was a little panicked, and couldn't help but think in his heart, although he was very incompetent, but after all, he was doing things for himself. What's more, how difficult it is for a deputy head of the knight order to climb up step by step from the bottom, and now because of that incident, he has been taken captive to the end.

If you don't see it, he still has some use value. And there's really no one to send. That's when he was transferred to the academy. Otherwise, you would have kicked the potatoes on a certain island and gnawed potatoes. It's not even impossible to be killed with a knife.

Finally, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said slowly, "Say, tell me about your plan."

Nord was overjoyed.

He stepped forward, leaned down and whispered in Russell's ear, "My lord, that's right. We can't do anything with that family, though. But the Count of Lorraine was different

Russell opened his eyes suddenly, and said, "Count Lorraine?"

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "I see that you are rusty in your head." If you kill him casually, it can indeed deter a group of wavering elements. But have you ever thought about it: killing a nobleman, a nobleman with a long history and an intricate history, will make us the enemy of the entire aristocracy. ”

Nord smiled coldly and said, "My lord, you listen to me. That's just a declining aristocracy. And I'm not talking about assassinating him casually. It's just that

He paused for a moment, then raised his head to look out the window, gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "It's just that in a few months, there will be a duel." So I'd like to ask your lordship what you mean?"

Russell was stunned for a moment and said, "Duel?

Nord lowered his head, not daring to look at his cold sparkling eyes, and whispered, "His Royal Highness Prince Joy of Portores and his duel." ”

Russell's heart sank, his eyes fixed on Nord, and he hesitated. I finally knew in my heart the purpose of that guy's special visit this time. Duels are not a problem. The question is what kind of duel will it be, and what will be the impact after it?

Don't look at the usual aristocrats who look like dogs. At every turn, he puts the duel on his lips, as if he doesn't care about life and death, but only about honor and glory.

But in reality, most of them are just a bunch of puppies who can only bark and not bite. It is rare to do such elegant outdoor activities that are beneficial to social exhibitions, because whoever dies is a good thing for the common people.

After all, this kind of movement is deadly. In general, the mortality rate of this kind of exercise is at least 50 percent. In a good situation, you can still die two catties at a time, so that the people can be happy.

Russell thought as he put his hand on the arm of his chair and kept tapping.

His mind was racing as to what kind of impact it would have if Rozoe really died. Will it affect Catherine? Will it affect the formulation of policies? Will it affect their own interests? But in the end, this qiē is all fixed on the picture of his nephew who died tragically.

He suddenly stopped tapping his fingers. In a strange and deep voice, he said softly, "You promise he's going to die?"

Nord chuckled twice.

Russell sighed lightly and said, "Say it." What do you need?"

Seeing that he saw through his intentions, Nord couldn't help but blush, as if explaining, and whispered: "My lord, you also know that Joey has always been unprofessional, although he wants a beautiful swordsmanship, but he is only beautiful. And I see that Lorraine's martial arts have improved dramatically these days. If there is no Holy See those to strengthen the physique. With the help of fighting spells and potions, it will be difficult for him to win

Russell cut him off coldly.

He pursed his lips tightly and said hatefully, "I don't care what method you use, but there is only one condition, and that is that the duel will be a duel that will definitely go unexpected."

Nord couldn't help but be shocked when he saw his eyes glow like wolves in the light. Then he bowed to the ground and replied, "As you wish." My lord, I will make it happen. "Reminder of intermission

The Lorraine returned to their villa in a carriage.

On the road, Catherine said eight hundred times in her heart, "I want to be gentle." But his face was still so cold that he could almost hang the curtain.

When Lorraine saw it, she didn't bother to ask for trouble, so she went back to her room early and rested.

Just as he was about to undress and go to bed, he heard a soft knock on the glass outside the window.

Haolin turned his head to look out the window, only to see a white figure hanging outside the window, like a ghost. I couldn't help but be shocked, you must know that this is the second floor.

He immediately drew his musket. "Who's there?" in a low voice.

The ghost whispered, "Don't scream, don't scream. It's me. ”

Lorraine couldn't help but be stunned when she heard the voice like a silver bell, and asked in a low voice, "Adele?"

The man said angrily: "Nonsense, otherwise which one do you think it will be?"

Lorraine hurried over and opened the window.

Adele deserves to be a dancer.

I saw her grasping the window with both hands, swinging her waist and turning over, flexible like a cat. And he came in through the window.

Lorraine looked at her in a white morning coat. There was a faint transparency, revealing her perfectly curvy figure.

Through the gap in the hem, it can be seen that the pair of slender legs that are as smooth as jade reflect a dreamlike luster in the light, and he can't help but widen his eyes all of a sudden, and feel a dry speech.

Adele blinked her beautiful eyes, and suddenly understood that she was dressed a little ambiguously, and her pretty face couldn't help but suddenly become like rouge, and the red was about to drip blood. But he raised his hand and knocked it on Lorraine's head, and whispered, "You," what do you want? I'm just worried about you, your injuries, come and see

The voice became more and more delicate, and when she said it, she was even a little embarrassed, even she didn't know what she was worried about so anxiously just now?

She frantically lowered her long hair, her smart eyes narrowed, and she only dared to look at Lorraine secretly through the gap between her eyelashes. The heart was pounding, too, like carrying several rabbits.

Lorraine looked at her coquettish and somewhat helpless appearance, and couldn't help but feel a big move. Although he is not a gray wolf, if the white sheep sent to the door does not eat it, he is too sorry for the conscience of heaven and earth. He immediately walked over.

Adele suddenly panicked, and her slender feet couldn't help but retreat. Said in a trembling voice: "You,,you,,don't come here"

At this time, I felt something tripped over the back of my leg, and I couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Then she leaned over and sat down on the soft sand.

Seeing that Lorraine was still walking towards her without stopping, her heart suddenly panicked, and she reached out and grabbed the pillow in front of her. "I" I just wanted to see your injuries, it's real,, it's true,"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but feel a sour eye, and two crystal tears burst out of her eyes and flowed down her delicate face.

Lorraine couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it, and the fire in her heart was suddenly extinguished. couldn't help but sigh, although he wanted to be a bad guy, but in the final analysis, it was only a catty. The sheep in wolf's clothing cried when he saw the girl. It's gone.

He walked over gently, gently reached out, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "Okay." Don't cry, I see. You just wanted to come and see my injuries. But you can't blame me for that. You came to see my injuries at this time, and you were dressed like this, causing misunderstandings. It's not my fault. (To be continued)