Outside the camp of the fortress, the clone had just removed the armor and helmet from his body and put them on the shelf. When he was about to replenish the energy for this ****, a servant in a Chinese costume suddenly lifted the tent and put a suit on him. The noble's gorgeous and cumbersome clothes were handed to the clone and said, "Lord Count White Orchid wants you to wear this outfit." The thoughtful clone had nothing to say, wearing these flashy and lace clothes on his body. In the blink of an eye, the lace collar, lace-edged cuffs, and the long red hair unique to the avatar, standing here like this, really looks like the children of the cream aristocrats in the capital!
The servant also seemed to be very surprised to look up and down the avatar, then waved his hand, but there was no respect in his tone before: "Lord Baron Sindup, please come with me." Palatine nodded slightly and followed behind this person out of the camp. It was very embarrassing that the knights and the mercenaries who were going to eat in the past suddenly saw the avatars dressed in this costume while talking and laughing. The mouth froze in place. The originally noisy camp was eerily quiet in an instant. The only thing that moved, was the petrified pair of eyes that followed, followed by the handsome captain of the Knights who looked like a nobleman, Alfred, the Baron of Sindup, turning around.
The lead servant turned his head slightly, hoping to see the guy's embarrassed and panicked expression. However, he was disappointed. The clone walked with a calm expression on his face, and his flattering performance made this servant's evaluation of the man who had reached the baron title in just a few days. But all this is not that the clone is enduring, but that it really feels that there is no need to be embarrassed. This is an honor, a supreme honor! And these staring guys are only envious. In addition to being dark, how can there be embarrassing emotions in it
When the clone and the servants left the camp and headed for the fortress, the knights and attendants who were originally petrified immediately lightened their hands, and all the cross swords and dinners to be polished fell to the ground, but they didn't take it seriously at all, with a shocked expression on their faces. Uproarious discussion. "My Enos! Did you just fall into the spell of the mage, so that you saw an illusion!" "The new captain, what is this guy named Alfred wearing this dress for?"
"Let me tell you, the person who leads the way is the count's servant. Maybe he was invited to dinner!" "Cut, he was so arrogant when he was given a baron, and the head of the regiment spoiled him too much." Isn't he just a little white face? It's amazing to protect the Grand Duke once, look at how proud he is!" "Hee hee, tell me, the earl is in his thirties and has no husband. Wouldn't it be okay to ask this little white face to go so late? "..." "Don't talk nonsense, barons are usually good. They don't pose as a baron in front of us. It's never good to guess here..."
Since then, these people who can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour, began to think very maliciously in their hearts that this little white face made a fool of himself, or that he offended someone and was sent to prison. This is the so-called knight, who is usually bound by the eight rules, but once that selfish desire erupts, it is much stronger than ordinary people. After all, they are human beings no matter how noble they are, and they also have needs and competition. It is also a mortal who can hate and envy.
But he said that he had just left the camp all the way. The servant in front of him stopped immediately. Very respectfully, he bowed down and waved his hand and said, "Please get in the car, Lord Earl has been waiting for a long time." The clone turned around and saw that a luxurious carriage had already stopped beside him. The owner of the carriage is also marked with a gorgeous white orchid logo on the carriage.
The clone then walked to the carriage and got on the carriage with the help of the servant. As soon as the curtain was lifted, it was eerily dark inside. Vaguely, a man in a corseted dress could be seen sitting inside. Bursts of fragrance drifted from time to time. At this moment, the man suspected of being an earl suddenly raised his lace-gloved hand and patted the seat beside him lightly. The meaning is to let the clone sit next to her.
When the clone saw the earl playing with emotions, he simply sat in his seat without saying a word. At this moment, the servant also got into the carriage and sat on the seat outside. He easily unbuttoned the second curtain. As the curtains slid down, there was no light in the carriage, except for a shimmer of light from the window next to it. Only heard the sound of a whip. The next man drove the horses. The car rattled away. In the dark carriage, except for the windows that were gradually changing due to the changing lights, there was only the breathing sound of the avatar and the count of women.
The avatar with sensitive hearing could feel that as the silence lasted longer, this Olina's breathing became more and more rapid. Obviously nervous. Doppelganger understands, don't look at this countess in her thirties. She wears a pair of armor all day long, and she is very brave to fight the enemy. But anyway, she is a woman. A woman in her thirties who didn't have a family, not even her chastity.
Thinking about her character and appearance, plus she is the last head of the White Orchid family. He mercilessly shut out all the nobles who had been moved by the principality. This is not to blame for others. How could those nobles with family honors abandon their surnames and change their surnames to Bai Lanhua for a sturdy ugly girl? This is simply a shameless act! However, this poses no threat to the clone. The Flamel family was wiped out, and it was only someone else's name. Now all that's left is the Palatine wearing Alfred's **.
It is conceivable that such a countess and general who fought against the enemy under the head of the Knights of Aries must be very inferior and afraid of men and women. So in the face of this kind of role, you must not only take the initiative, but also be careful not to touch her sensitive heart. So thinking about this, the clone suddenly glanced at the countess's hand that was holding the corner of the skirt, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, breaking the silence first: "Lord Count, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is her body trembling?" "Ah... no." Feeling her hand being touched by her clone, she felt her heart beating so fast that she no longer had the sturdiness and majesty she used to be. The woman's heart, who was afraid of being hurt, was revealed in front of her avatar.
The clone smiled slightly, seeing that the countess had no intention of rejecting it, she wrapped her hand around the hand, and her thumb was slightly wrapped around the palm, and asked with a pure face: "Also ask the count, what are we here for? Where are you going?" "Huh...huh...go to the banquet held by the Grand Duke, you are my dance partner today." After all, the countess who had come through the storm had regained some composure at this moment. Explain to the clone to know. However, the hand that held her hand tightly was subconsciously ignored by her.
Although I had guessed it long ago, listening to the countess said these words, it still made the clone laugh and laugh. This is good, the clone and the main body will attend the banquet together. To deal with so many nobles. Can be tired. But the avatar's smile looked in the earl's eyes, and suddenly there was an uncomfortable feeling of grievance: "What are you laughing at, it's just a dance partner, don't think about it!"
The clone was startled and immediately explained: "No, you misunderstood the Count." But before the clone could finish speaking, the countess turned around and covered the clone's mouth with her other hand. Stopping his words, those big eyes that shone in the dark with a shyness at the moment, looked at the clone in the dark and said, "Don't call me Earl." The clone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up. After adjusting his tone, he called softly in a gentle and pitiful tone, "Olina..."
Seeing that Orina heard her clone call her real name, even if she was relaxed in the dark, she pulled her hand back in shame. Stop talking. And the avatar no longer stimulated the countess who was just right at the moment, and smiled secretly: "Yes, love me woman. It doesn't matter if you want me to change my surname. Just let me get the family business of the White Orchid family! As long as you achieve this goal, you will It's just a worn and ugly rag!"
The clone, who was secretly laughing in his heart, suddenly heard the silent Olina, who made a belated voice: "Well..." The clone narrowed his eyes in the darkness, revealing a happy smile when he saw the prey falling into the trap. Everything went smoother than expected.