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He choked up and said, "A novel?
Nick took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. Then, he opened the door and walked up the stairs.
When he walked up, Gareth was folding newspapers … He frowned and looked at the end of the corridor.
Klein dragged his body and slowly walked out of the room. He was limping, and his arm that wasn't holding the sword was hanging down. His clothes were torn in many places, and his face was covered in dust. Of course, there was also blood mixed in.
"Reporting to Mr. Gareth, the target has been successfully suppressed. You were right, she is indeed an illegal witch."
"Witch?" Nick frowned and stared at Gareth. "Why is she a witch?"
Gareth shrugged and said with a faint smile, "My friend, it is obvious that there is something wrong with your intelligence work this time."
Nick did not argue about the intelligence issue. Instead, he said with slight anger, "Knight Gareth, since she is a witch, you should not let Klein act alone! Every Apprentice Knight is a valuable asset of the organization. As one of the Twelve Knights, you have an even greater obligation to protect the safety of these young knights. "
Gareth lowered his head, as if he was ashamed of Nick's reprimand and could not raise his head.
Klein saw this and although he was weak, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Nick, please do not blame Mr. Gareth. This is my request. It is my fault!"
"Klein." Nick said indifferently, "Honesty should be the virtue that a knight should have."
"I …"
"Okay, okay, I apologize." Gareth raised his head abruptly. "I'm sorry."
She didn't know when he had put on that weird fake nose again.
"Gareth!!" Nick's voice became much louder.
Gareth plastered himself to the wall in fear. He did not have the slightest gentlemanly demeanor. He smiled apologetically and said, "Hey, buddy, relax. Haven't you heard the story of a lion pushing a cub off a cliff?"
Plop!
All of a sudden, Klein fell to the ground, face down, his body falling forward. He had already lost consciousness.
…
When Klein woke up, he was already lying in the medical room of the Round Table Mechanism. There was still a needle inserted into the back of his hand.
Gareth, on the other hand, was sitting at the side, reading a small hardcover book, and wiping his tears from time to time.
"Mr. Gareth, you're a man with a lot of feelings." Klein propped himself up forcefully.
"You're awake." Gareth did not seem to care that his emotions were being seen. He simply closed the book. "How do you feel?"
"It's as if my bones were disassembled and then pieced back together. The person who treated me must be an expert who likes to play with Legos." Klein smiled bitterly.
Gareth said, "Child, I like your humor."
"How long have I been unconscious?" Klein raised his head and asked.
"Five hours." Gareth said, "Three of your ribs are broken, your left arm is moderately fractured, and there is a lot of internal bleeding in your spleen. You also lost a decayed tooth … Congratulations, Klein. You have successfully survived a crusade against the evil witches and completed your mission very well."
"I don't think I've done well enough." Klein did not have the slightest bit of pride. Instead, he began to discuss with the experienced knight about the battle before he passed out.
"… I shouldn't have hesitated. That way, my arm might not have been fractured … Mr. Gareth?"
"Oh … I'm sorry, where did you go?" Gareth yawned at this time. He was actually dozing off.
This was probably the combination of a seemingly gentlemanly but lazy superior and a subordinate who was extremely serious in everything he did.
"By the way, Mr. Gareth, what happened to the witch?"
Gareth said, "Nick has already taken her into custody. She will be interrogated next. If she has a murder case, she will be punished. "
"Isn't she the daughter of that family?"
"My previous deduction should be correct." Gareth said casually, "She accidentally obtained a handwritten copy of witchcraft. She didn't learn it properly and went astray … She should not have a direct relationship with the witches of the Sea of Love. As for the male and female owners of that house, someone will follow up and deal with them. "
Klein nodded, then looked around in confusion. The infirmary was very large. There were a total of ten beds, but he was the only one using one at this time.
Of course, the utilization rate here was generally not very high. After all, it was the capital of Britain. The power of the Knights of the Round Table was very strong here, so the chances of the knights being injured in missions were relatively small.
"It seems very quiet outside … Are they all on missions?" Klein was thoughtful. His hearing was very good. It was a natural talent.
"Yes, I heard that a few Orcs went missing." Gareth suddenly took out a pen from his chest, then took out a label and lowered his head to write something.
"Orcs?" Klein opened his mouth in surprise.
Gareth said, "A group of illegally captured Orcs passed by the docks here by water. Our people received the news and went to rescue them. In the process of the mission, a few Orcs went missing … Considering the emotions of these Orcs at that time, they may cause a lot of damage, so our Mr. Hopkins ordered that all those who don't have a mission at hand should be dispatched to search for the Orcs. "
Mr. Hopkins was not a knight, but he was the person in charge of the Knights of Fog.
"Illegally captured …" Klein lowered his head and frowned slightly.
"The Orc trafficking has always existed," Gareth said calmly. Gareth said indifferently, "Especially some fanatical fellows in the Magician Association. They especially like to use orcs for their research."
"We can't let these lost Orcs out there … It's too dangerous." Klein was about to get out of bed as he said this.
But Gareth stuffed a note into Klein's hand. "Well, this is for you."
"What is this?"
"Of course, it's your permission slip." Gareth smiled and said, "Knight Klein, for the sake of the next knight inheritance, I ask you not to continue to work as a trainee knight until you recover from your injuries … Of course, you can still come to the organization. After all, the nurses here are so charming, right?"
After that, ignoring Klein's refutation, Gareth patted him on the shoulder. "Have a good rest."
The knight pulled open the curtain beside the bed and left in a carefree manner. Then, a nurse came in with medicine and pills in her hand.
It was an old, dark-skinned auntie with red lips …
Mr. Gareth, you lied …
"Oh! Young man, you are so pitiful. I will take good care of you! Come, let me take off your clothes and apply the medicine, sweetheart. "
"I … I, I will do it myself! Madam, please don't, don't touch that place … "
…
It was still sunny in the morning, but in the afternoon, it started to drizzle on the streets of Fog City.
People were wearing windbreakers and holding all kinds of umbrellas as they shuttled through the streets.
A man with a black umbrella, a khaki windbreaker, and a hat stopped in front of a red building. He took a detour to the back alley and went down the side stairs.
It was an underground bar. The door and the walls on both sides were painted with all kinds of graffiti.
It was unknown if it was because the bar was not open yet, but other than the bartender who was wiping glasses, there were no other customers in the deserted bar.
“strongbo.”
The man sat down and looked at the bartender as he ordered a drink.
The bartender was a little old. He had a white beard and looked to be around 50 years old, but his manners were very elegant.
"Strong bo." The bartender slowly put down the drink requested by the customer, then turned around and continued his work.
The customer sipped the wine for a while and then suddenly said, "Do you know, compared to sunny weather, I prefer rainy weather."
When the bartender heard this, he looked back and ignored him.
He said to himself, "Wherever the sunlight reaches, the shadows will be expelled … They will be compressed little by little, just like homeless people. But real homeless people can still curl up in corners or subway stations, but the shadows will continue to be compressed. Only on a cloudy day, they will have the opportunity to be unscrupulous. "
"The sunlight will cry because of your words." The bartender suddenly said.
He said, "Then let the sunlight not appear."
The bartender frowned and directly turned around, but the customer in front of him had disappeared. There was only a spinning coin on the table.
At the same time, on the table next to the cup, there were wet words written with wine: serpent snake.
The coin slowly stopped spinning.
…
…
The girl looked very thin and weak, as if she had been malnourished for a long time. At the same time, she wore a very thin dress that had long been dirty.
At the same time, there were many cracks in it.
In the alley, the girl was hiding from the rain … The rain had just stopped.
She was curled up under the eaves of someone's back door … She was holding a box of Chinese fried noodles that had obviously been eaten, but hadn't been thrown away because it had been eaten.
Although it was called Chinese fried noodles, most entrepreneurs had already improved the recipe to cater to the local taste … Maybe the real Chinese were not used to it.
However, the girl at this time seemed to be really hungry from the way she was wolfing down the food.
She seemed to be afraid of something and looked around nervously from time to time. Her helplessness was not hidden at all … and the cold brought by the rain and the cloudy day.
"Hey, look what I found?"
Three young men dressed as punks surrounded the girl in front of the back door.
"What a poor little wild cat."
Their faces had a look that could make the girl panic. One of them directly took out a few bills and was about to speak …
…
In the end, Klein still took out the Round Table Mechanism's medical room and rode on his beloved car: Harley Davidson.
In the case of a moderate fracture of his left arm, he could only put a plaster on his hand and wrapped it around his neck with a bandage. He slowly drove on the road with the injury.
He didn't live in the dormitory of the Round Table Mechanism but rented a small house by the river. The apprentice knight's job was very dangerous but relatively low. The apprentice knight's salary and treatment were also very good.
The motorcycle abruptly came to a stop … The scene of the girl being bullied by several hooligans entered Klein's peripheral vision in an instant. Without any consideration, he steered the motorcycle, swerved, and barged into the alley.
The strong headlights directly pierced the eyes of these young men dressed as punks, making their eyes hurt.
One of the young men's hand was still holding the ragged girl's arm at this time, as if he was pulling it.
"Hey, friend, bullying a lady is not a gentleman's behavior." Klein lifted the blindfold on the windshield and at the same time, pulled out the key on the motorcycle and walked down.
The young man who was pulling the girl's arm frowned but still let go of the girl's arm.
But the other young man at the side at this time at this time suddenly sneered at this time, "Like you, suddenly disturbing others, it doesn't seem to be a gentleman's behavior, right? You'd better take care of yourself first. Just came out of the hospital? "
Klein frowned and then said indifferently, "Please don't trouble this lady again, okay?"
"We didn't trouble her." The leading young man shook his head, "Believe me, this is not a hero saving a damsel in distress. We just feel that she is pitiful and want to help her. "
But Klein seemed to have made up his mind. He took off his helmet and hung it on the handle of the motorcycle, saying indifferently, "The sixth rule of the Knight's Regulations, never force a lady. The fifth rule of the Knight's Regulations, always give aid to a lady … Get out! "
The three young men frowned and looked at each other, then the leading young man said directly, "And then hand her over to you? Sorry, you are not an unknown person. "
"Gentlemen, I don't want you to regret … really." Klein sighed and slowly walked forward.
Although he was injured, it was more than enough to deal with these young men … He was thinking about how to deal with this matter properly. Maybe it was a good choice to scare them away. After all, they didn't do any substantial harm to this lady, and the police couldn't convict them.
He even hoped that this matter could be solved with violence.
But at this time, the leading young man reached into his pocket, as if he was going to take out something … Klein was startled, thinking that the other party was going to take out some kind of weapon, so he planned to take the initiative.
He rushed forward, but just when he rushed to the front of the young man, he was stunned and abruptly stopped.
"Social … social worker's certificate?"
The young man sighed and said, "Yes, this is my work certificate. I just saw that this lady was in trouble, so I planned to take her back to the social worker's center first … Did you misunderstand something? If you still don't believe me, you can call and ask … In addition, this is my ID card. "
"But … but you …" Klein looked at the three of them strangely.
Earrings, punk, dyed hair and black lips … Damn, are they social workers of the social worker's center??
"Is it strange? We just have this hobby, and we just came back from performing … "The young man shrugged his shoulders.
This is awkward …
"Very sorry!!!!!"
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