And in a certain courtyard behind the City Lord's Mansion, there was no noise, but the sound of saliva existed.

Locke was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard enjoying the breakfast that had just been brought by his soldiers, it was very simple: meatloaf and porridge should have been made by them from a tavern or the kitchen of a large family, and Locke chose this place to live without telling anyone, but his soldiers could still find it, this is the charm of power, there are always people who want to pat you on the back.

Locke was certainly happy to accept this kind of filial piety, and he was hungry too. Of course, he knew the thoughts of his soldiers, and he was once one of them. The time limit for the soldiers to plunder the city was only on the day of the breach, and it was not possible to do so today. But a city of several thousand people, of course, one day is not enough, to be precise, one night, one third can be looted in one night. Locke hadn't received the baron's order yet, and neither had the rest of the squadron leaders, so he gave the soldiers who were delivering the meal a vague look.

While Locke was enjoying his meal, the other three people in the room stared at Locke. "Goo~" I don't know whose stomach rang first, and the sound of "Goo~Goo~" was one after another. The faces of the three men were flushed.

"Uncle, I'm so hungry. The little girl, Christine, whispered through the crack in the door.

Uncle...... Locke looked embarrassed when he heard this. He's only 18 years old this year, is he old enough to be an uncle...... Locke touched his beard on his handles, looked at his calloused hands, and pulled down two of his gray hairs to see if he was really only 18 years old?

"Come here, Christine, I can't finish it alone. Locke said kindly, this thing looks like a lot, but for him after cultivating Dou Qi, it is really not enough to eat, he feels that Dou Qi will refine the food in his stomach by himself and reserve energy. Because he rarely feels like he is eating at the moment. But if the other party is a little girl, there is no problem, she is still a beautiful little girl.

Christine staggered out from behind the door, her illness was not yet fully cured, and she still struggled to walk. Locke saw the little girl walking so hard, his heart softened, and he stepped forward and picked up Christine. The little girl exclaimed, and when the world whirled, she found herself sitting in Locke's arms, and blushed suddenly.

Locke saw that little Christine's face was still red, thinking that her illness was at fault, "Eat quickly, I'll look for it if it's not enough." ”

The little girl agreed glutinously, and sat down in Locke's arms and began to eat.

Calling her aunt after Christine had been woken up by a nightmare the night before, the woman went back to bed to comfort the little girl, despite the pain, like a spring of fresh water that warmed Locke's murderous heart. After that, he didn't care about the three women, but went to sleep next door, and the city outside was full of soldiers either Faustin soldiers or Charlotte mobs, and he was not worried that these people would sneak away.

Somehow, little Christine was not afraid of Locke. People who have had human lives on their hands will unconsciously show a momentum, Locke is now killing not a hundred but fifty, and after cultivating the fighting spirit, even ordinary adult men dare not look at him directly, but the little girl Christine is an exception. When Locke woke up in the morning for morning exercises, he noticed that a pair of bright little eyes were hiding behind the door and watching him.

Christine didn't eat all the food on the table, but just picked up the spoon and drank some of the broth that Locke hadn't drunk. I don't know what the little girl thought in her heart, and her face turned red. Locke also found that it was not appropriate to let a little girl drink what he had drunk, and thought that he would have known to ask for another bowl. There were four more meatloafs, and the little girl picked up one and ate only a quarter of it. Looking at the food on the table, and then looking back at the two girls behind the door frame, the little girl looked back at Locke with pleading eyes.

Of course Locke knew what she meant, and besides, he heard those stomach noises too, which was strangely embarrassing. These women were not ordinary people, just from the clothes of Christine and the woman, it was clear that there was also a maid with a vindictive spirit. Locke had long regarded these men as his private property. She nodded at Christine in agreement.

"Yay~" The little girl danced excitedly, kissed Locke, took the four meatloafs, including the three she had bitten, and returned to the room. Locke touched the wetness on his face, and only after a moment of distraction did he react, and shouted to the little girl, "Call me brother in the future!"

The two people in the room obviously saw the situation just now, and Grace looked at her niece standing in front of her angrily, "You are a nobleman, how can you do this...... This shameless thing. Grace was haunted by the fact that the little girl kissed Locke.

"My brother is a good man. The little girl Christine didn't think much of her aunt's words, and after so much exile, the little girl had a good impression of the sudden appearance of a strong man who could protect herself and others. She's smarter than anyone else.

Grace has nothing to do with this niece who was known as the "little witch" when she was in the royal capital, this little girl is a little ghost, she used to only listen to herself, her father and her grandfather in the family, and now she has her own ideas, even her aunt can't control it.

The maid Raffi did not dare to comment on the little master, although she also liked the lovely Christine, but she was also made by her funny. Raffi wakes up in distress that not only has she been defeated for not protecting Miss, but she has also lost her bracelet. It was the only property her mother had left her, and it was intended to be used as a dowry in the future. Go back and look for it to see if you fell during the fight.

Locke was not interested in understanding the mental activities of the master, servant, aunt and nephew in the room, and after beckoning them not to go out and run around, Locke left the courtyard.

The resistance in the city was wiped out at the beginning of the breach, but the refugees still caused a lot of trouble for the soldiers. You can't move this kind of refugee, and it's not easy to solve it if you move to cause a collective riot of refugees, so the soldiers have a sense of proportion, and only look for those big families or the middle class to do it.

This is what Locke saw when he found his men, Gulas slammed into a pineapple door with a giant log, and the door was smashed open with a scream from behind the door, and then the surrounding soldiers rushed in, and the screams continued in the room, and after a while, the soldiers came out laughing with a clay pot or a duck. When the soldiers had come out, the surrounding refugees began to move, rushing into the house like locusts crossing the border, smashing and robbing everything they could see. These people are more thorough and crazy than the Forstein soldiers.

Of course, they treated the Faustan soldiers like a quail, and one of the refugee daredevils accidentally ran into a soldier, who was holding a jar in his hand, and from time to time the soldier took something out of the jar and stuffed it into his mouth, which must have been something like pickles, which in the case of black bread, which is a good thing. That's why I didn't notice that the refugee rushed over, and accidentally got off the jar and fell to the ground, and the contents fell all over the ground. The soldier immediately became angry, picked up his sword and slashed at the refugee's back, and then cursed and left, ignoring the slashed refugee. The surrounding refugees looked at the soldier in awe, and it seemed that this type of soldier had left a deep impression on these refugees. Of course, this kind of harm is acceptable to the refugees, because they don't have a long eye, so it will not cause a refugee riot. It's sad, Locke sighed.

Gulas, who was directing the soldiers to move things, saw Locke not far away and hurriedly ran over. "Boss, what's the matter?" Gulas has been full of admiration for Locke since the siege, and Locke has always had the intention of wooing him, so Gulas is now Locke's henchman like Hans and Kane.

"Nothing, just come and have a look. "After the city was broken, there were soldiers looting, and Locke hadn't seen the squadron leader busy after the city was broken, so he just walked around and talked to the soldiers. He knew that many soldiers liked their close commanders.

"Boss, I have good things. Seeing that Locke was really idle, Gulas suddenly said sneakily.

Locke followed Gulas through the ruins of the city, turning left and right, and finally came to a dilapidated wooden door, in front of which there were two soldiers standing guard, who were Gulas's men.

After entering the door, there was a black miasma, and I saw a few people squatting in the house who were covered in dirt, and there were some other boxes.

Gulas winked at Locke and the others with deep meaning, and Locke knew what the pig was thinking as soon as he saw the appearance of this guy, and immediately rewarded him with a big foot. Locke thought this guy had captured a civilian woman in the city to around. Locke has been in the army for so many years, and he has done a lot of hurtful things, but he at least thinks that he is a principled person, as for this kind of bullying of civilian women, Locke can pat his chest and say that he has not done it.

Gulas obviously understood that something seemed to have happened, and hurriedly said loudly, "Boss, this is not a woman. ”