Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1262 The most fierce and worst knight in history

At the bedside, Lale was carefully quilt for Oga, and he was already asleep.

When the door knocked softly, the maidservant pushed the door closer and took some clothes and put it down.

Lale glanced and opened his mouth.

This woman... changed another suit. How many days does she have to change her clothes one night?

Only the maidservant put her clothes down, nodded and smiled and turned away, and did not say anything... Lale hesitated for a moment and quickly chased it out.

"Wait……"

In front of the door, Lale gently closed the door and pressed the sound.

"Is there something, Miss Lale." Yuyou asked quietly.

"That... oh..." Lale sweared for a while, only whispered: "That... thank you for letting us stay for a while tonight..."

"If you want to thank you, don't you go to thank you personally."

Lale opened her mouth and looked up to meet the lady maid's look like a smile.

......

In the room, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Luo Qiu’s legs were covered with a thin blanket, and only a reading lamp was opened next to it.

The book I read was made in this suite study, and it was a talk about British folk stories.

When Eucli came in with Lale, Luo’s boss just saw the story of Modred’s rebellion.

"Miss Lale, is there something?" Luo Qiu closed the talk, stood up and laid the blanket.

"Miss Lale said, I want to thank you personally, Master." You night came to Luo Qiu's side and said softly.

He looked at the orc girl and found that the animal ear on her head was shaking slightly, looking very cramped, and then said: "Like tea, Miss Lale."

"what?"

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "The tea that our maid is soaked, very good...night."

Said, Luo Qiu made a snap, and a tea set appeared quietly on the small round table in the corner of the study... Lale was slightly surprised, and even more surprised that these tea sets are familiar to her - this is her birth Tea sets commonly used in the country.

“Fruit tea is still black tea.” The maidservant looked at Lale and asked with a smile. “The kitchen has a lot of fresh fruit and a little freshly picked cherry.”

"I... black tea is fine!" Lale swayed and waved. "No need to be so troublesome, actually!"

"Please sit down, Miss Lale." Luo Qiu came to the table, first opened a chair, and then made an invitation gesture.

Lale's footsteps suddenly became a bit stiff... she never touched such a courtesy. Or, from a small farm, those who take care of her and Oga are casual, savage people.

They will sing and dance around the campfire, and they will drink in the harvest season. The smell of hops will always be accompanied by the aroma of tulips in the night wind.

"Yes... think about your family."

Lale didn't remember how she sat down, and how suddenly she fell into the memory... It was just such a question, but she took her back from the good memories.

"I don't have a family," Lale said subconsciously, but then bite his lips. "Besides Oga, I don't have a family."

When she spoke, she did not forget to look at the beautiful woman who claimed to be a maid, and it was really the way of her motherland.

"How many spoonfuls of white sugar do you want?"

"four……"

The maidservant clearly received such a request. The left hand gently lifted the lace on the sleeve and the right hand began to sugar... She suddenly had a feeling of being like an ugly duckling in the story in front of the two.

"How do you want to leave?"

Luo Qiu’s questioning, let Lale temporarily interrupt the cranky thoughts in his mind, and quickly said: “I will leave Oka with you tomorrow morning, and I will never give you any trouble...”

"I have said that the reward for finding your brother has already been taken." Luo Qiu's patience has always been very good, not tired of it: "Remember the contract you signed, it has returned to me. And Your life, and each time has been reduced by a month... Of course, you are still young, so there is no feeling. I heard that the life of the orcs is longer than that of ordinary people, so it is estimated that there is no feeling."

Lale subconsciously said: "I am a mixed-race, life is almost the same as ordinary people..."

Just finished, she regretted it... The other party would be curious and ask her life. She, how to answer again.

"If you want to leave, it seems to be a little trouble for Miss Lale." Luo Qiu did not ask, but instead thought, "You are caught by the orc trafficker. There is no proof of identity on the body. The general means of transportation may be used. No."

Lale suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said: "It doesn't matter, we can sneak into the train compartment of the train, so that we don't have to go through so many trouble checks. We used to pass... um."

She quickly tightened her lips and her head fell.

Luo Qiu thought about it, the palm of his hand opened, there was a document, and there was another mobile phone - he pushed these things to Lale. "There is a shift table for the train passing through the sea tunnel tomorrow. There are translation software on it, I hope to have some help for Miss Lale's return."

Lale has already eaten the pain of speechlessness--the modern technology means she knows, and also thinks about the problem of mobile phone translation, but she is really penniless, she really wants to bring these things in this strange foreign country, probably There are only illegal or strong ways to grab.

The information and the mobile phone have undoubtedly helped her a lot... she has been eccentric about the mysterious magician’s means of making things out of thin air. Anyway, the rumors she knew about magicians since she was a child are these magics. The division has all kinds of magical powers.

"why……"

Luo Qiudao: "You think it is... a little self-satisfaction."

......

She didn't remember how she got out of the study, just remembering that the magician's smile was gentle, and the maid's black tea was sweet.

In the room, Oga is still asleep.

Lale sat at the bedside, and although she was exhausted to the limit, she still got up and started to work on the documents and mobile phones on hand, planning to leave tomorrow.

......

In the study, Luo Qiu returned to the place where he first read the book. The maidservant was on his small leg and sat on the carpet like a cat, leaning on his lap.

The skirt is scattered, round, like a rose.

"Master, just let them go?" The maidservant looked up.

Luo Qiu looked down and her fingers touched her face. "Before I left, I wrote a sentence to myself... I was thinking, if it was not irresistible in a short time, try to do something...maybe For the loss of money, temporarily pass this stage."

Said, he lifted his left hand... On the wrist, there was a bunch of agarwood beads.

"Similar relief?"

Luo Qiu smiled and reached out to mention the servant's chin. "Enterprises, will not be charity?"

"Self-satisfaction?" The maid's lady looked at her eyes.

"Self-realization." Luo Qiu looked down and he began to like the feeling of touching the lips.

For a long time, when separated, Luo Qiu said softly: "When I am ready... I will help you to play back the body in heaven."

"Ok……"

......

......

On the island, a helicopter gunship descended slowly.

The wind is blowing the people who are commanding the landing, their clothes are hunting and hunting... Finally, the helicopter is completely docked, the hatch is open, and a charming woman in a purple dress walks down.

She has only one person...the soul witch, Jilian.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen men armed with guns in the blink of an eye. The guns of these guns were undoubtedly listed, pointing to the soul witch.

"I am only a person who comes to visit the prison, and can't be treated as a courtesy." Jilian gave a soft sigh.

At this time, behind the man with a gun, a brown-haired man in a white suit and sunglasses came slowly. "The face of the magician’s witch’s wanted list is the fifth soul witch. I think we are polite enough... Ms. Jilian."

"Can I say that this ranking is so high that people are accused?" The witch covered his mouth and chuckled.

The white man said indifferently: "Ms. Gillian, according to Sir P. Kings, you only have twenty minutes of visiting time... After twenty minutes, no matter if you can’t come out, we will close the entrance to the prison. Please I am optimistic about the time."

The witch smiled and said: "It is known as the strongest knight under the twelve knights, and it is a blind person. It can be said that it is fundamentally restrained by me... I am not so sorry for Mr. Lino? ""

"Please." The white man...Lino opened his side.

The gunmen, at this time, also separated the two rows, let the lady pass... She looked up and looked forward. On the hillside of the island, there was a castle made of ancient stone.

Gillian walked gracefully, like a Persian cat. The smell of a violet perfume went with the wind. She thought about the castle on the hillside and whispered.

- The spacious door stands tall,

——The column of the stone is straight into the sky;

——Tianli is as small as human beings.

——Can you see the giant building as a nest?

- The fortress of steel is solemn and sublime.

"What are you talking about?" Among the people with guns, one person seems to be in an extremely tense state. At this time, a big bang, holding the trigger finger, has already pushed the trigger down.

The Mr. Lino reached out and pressed down - although he was born blind, when he was relatively, the rest of the perception was far more than ordinary people.

"This is one of the "Prisons of Edinburgh". The role of Butler in the novel is a jealousy of the prison gate when the visitor is refused." Lino said lightly, "It is not a spell."

"Well... Mr. Lino is also a sentimental person."

The witch smiled back and smiled. The man who was drinking towards him suddenly shouted in horror. Even the weapon on his hand fell to the ground in a panic and exclaimed: "Snake!! Snake!!"

It wasn't just a big surprise. At this moment, he seemed to see what was the most horrible thing, and the whole person was out of control.

The Lino Grand Knight frowned, and he would let a hand knife hit the back of the man who was out of control, stun him on the ground, and face the witch is not salty: "Mr. Jilian, I don't mind. Take your journey time into the time of visiting... if you like to stay here."

"I want to take back the praise of you."

The witch turned and set off again, but this time the pace was slightly faster.

From the apron to the castle on the hillside, it took more than half an hour to walk, and everyone had already arrived before the castle.

At this point, Lino pulled out a key worn by a necklace from his neck. Before he reached the gate of the castle, he inserted the key into the doorway in the center of the gate.

The ancient gates then slowly landed... the entrance was dark.

"Remember, you only have twenty minutes. That person, this time, if there is no accident, it is on the tower of the East Wing... Go."

"I strongly urge these twenty minutes to start counting from the meeting, not from the time I step into it." Ms. Jilian suddenly became dull.

Mr. Leno waved his hand as if he had not heard it. A subordinate took out the electronic timer and pressed the chronograph key after a ‘start’ from Lino.

"It's a boring and ruthless man." The witch glanced at the grudge and only lifted the skirt and walked into the castle's door.

Lino once again closed the gate of the castle and stood in front of the door.

He took a deep breath and held his hands in his hands... like holding a sword, standing like this, full of serious colors.

"I saw the dignity of Mr. Lino for the first time..."

The subordinates whispered.

"This is also a no-brainer. After all, it is closed inside, but a hundred years ago, almost one person almost smashed all the round tables of the British, and even killed five twelve round tables, the most fierce and most evil knight in history... ”

“Does anyone really live for so long?”

"I want to say that it was cursed..."

......

On the spiral corridor, Ms. Jilian held an oil lamp in her hand and walked up step by step... This spiral staircase could not see the end of the stairs, and there was only light in the darkness.

Finally, after spending more than ten minutes, the witch lady went to the top of the tower... The door in front of it was hidden and not locked.

She pushed it away.

In the room, only the orange light of the candle... The light and shadow are followed by the swaying of the candle, and the wall of the bluestone is a projected figure.

Jilian took a deep breath and looked at the shadow on the wall. She turned to look at the shadow of the body.

The only window in the tower room.

I saw a black-haired man sitting on the window sill at this time. His hair was black and long and almost fell to the ground, and his hands and feet were accompanied by a shackle.

He had a small book in his hand, apparently before the arrival of the witch, he was reading the night, and was still immersed in the world of books.

He still heard the sound, so he looked up... It seems.

In the radiance of the candlelight and the moonlight, I saw a pale face that was as thin as a patient with an anorexic disease, and appeared in front of the witch.

She whispered her teeth and whispered, "Maudred."

(End of this chapter)