In the end, Laing and Sylvia failed to see the clown's performance.
After a few steps, the head maid squatted down again as if she had been electrocuted. "Ugh!"
"Sylvia, what's wrong? Again? "Laing hurried to the head maid and squatted down again.
"That dark elf must be … Ugh!" Sylvia felt that her heart was completely filled with anger and embarrassment. Laing had just temporarily lifted the curse for her, and now the dark elf was casting another spell!
"Can you stand up? Sylvia? " Laing thought to himself, I'm going to praise … cough, criticize Olica when I get back. She's too reckless!
"Damn it … Damn it! Why is a woman's body so … so uncontrollable? "Sylvia gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but she really couldn't control herself.
Seeing that, Laing simply picked up the head maid and carried her in his arms. He smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it. We can't go to the performance like this. Come on, I'll carry you. However, we're in the center of the city, and we can't find a place to hide. How about we go back to the bar first?"
"Ah!" Sylvia screamed, but the head maid was still picked up by Laing. She grabbed Laing's clothes weakly, which was rare for her. "I can only … do it again … Please."
"Okay." Laing carried Sylvia and returned to the Salute of the Holy Grail.
Fifteen minutes later.
Laing carried the head maid, who was too embarrassed to face anyone and covered her face with both hands. The duke's face was a bit pained. He said gently, "I'll take you back, Sylvia."
Sylvia actually felt that her life was gloomy. She felt that her dignity, her honor, and her personality had been torn apart in front of Laing. The head maid was too embarrassed to move. She could only nod silently. She didn't even dare to confirm if Laing noticed.
But Laing still noticed it. The duke hugged Sylvia and made her more comfortable. "It's fine. I'll ask Olica to lift the curse when I get back. Unfortunately, we won't be able to watch the performance today."
"…" Sylvia felt as if her face was being burned by flames, and she couldn't say anything. The head maid was actually a little regretful that the date had ended so quickly, and she was even interrupted midway. However, all of her pride and courage had been used up, and the only thing she could do now was cover her face with her hands.
"If there's a chance next time, let's go out on a date, okay?" Laing thought for a long time and decided to ask directly. Perhaps it was a little abrupt, but it was more direct. Otherwise, with Sylvia's proud and uncanny personality, who knew how much effort it would take to ask her out in the future.
The head maid's face was red. Sylvia's mind was in a mess when faced with such a bold and direct invitation.
She felt that she was too frivolous and shameless. She was Madam Suria's maid, the head maid of the castle! How could she let Laing ask her out so casually?
But it seemed that she had no choice. Laing was the master after all, and he had promised to take her father back. What if Laing suddenly changed his mind after rejecting him? She had promised Laing that she would repay him!
In the end, Sylvia nodded imperceptibly. She was extremely shy. "Okay, we have to find a suitable time …"
"Then, it's a promise!"
"A promise … is a promise."
After returning to the castle, Laing sent Sylvia to Suria's side. Noticing Suria's half-smile, the head maid was so embarrassed that she almost fainted on the spot.
Suria leaned against the headboard, her long golden curly hair cascading down like a waterfall. She said a few words to Laing, said goodnight to her husband, and asked for a goodnight kiss. Only then did she turn her attention to Sylvia, who was lying on the bed. "Get up, Sylvia. Laing has left."
"Oh … Miss, I'm sorry …" The head maid buried her head in the blanket, and a muffled cry came from under the blanket. "I …"
"Hahaha, it's okay, Sylvia." Suria was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to move, so she could only reach out and hold Sylvia's hand. "I'm very happy that you can go out with Laing. I know that you've always had a problem with Laing because we went to the tower for our honeymoon immediately after our wedding and left you aside. Then, after the honeymoon, Laing did not do anything to you, right?"
The head maid did not answer.
"I said that one day, you will become Laing's female courtier." Suria held Sylvia's hand, and the female knight's voice was as gentle as water. "I also don't want you to leave me, Sylvia. I'm very happy that you and Laing can be like this. Misunderstandings and misunderstandings always need to be resolved."
"Miss …"
At the same time.
Laing returned to the bedroom. He had just sat down, and before he could say anything, a pair of tender arms wrapped around his neck from behind. The dark elf whispered in Laing's ear, "How is it, Master? Do you like it?"
"Olica!" Laing grumbled. "How could you do such a thing to Sylvia?"
"It's already good that I didn't chop off her limbs." The dark elf's waist-length black hair exuded a faint fragrance. She rubbed her face against Laing's neck with some infatuation. "Master, did you take this opportunity to take down that serious and arrogant head maid?"
"It's not that simple." Laing shook his head with a bitter smile. "You know best what kind of person Sylvia is."
"Master, I'm creating an opportunity for you!" Olica said proudly. She whispered, "That head maid knows too many secrets. You can't let her go no matter what. You must take her down. The secrets of this castle cannot be known to outsiders."
"Okay." Laing had no objections. Indeed, Sylvia knew too many secrets.
"Master, you didn't take down that head maid. You must have accumulated a lot, right?" The dark elf turned around and burrowed into Laing's arms. She smiled devilishly. "Do you want me to help you?"
"You little bastard!" Laing picked up his promoted maid and placed her on his lap. He kissed her gently. "Don't think about turning the tables!"
… I am the section divider that must be taken down …
Old World, Brittany, Kacason Dukedom.
After spending quite a bit of time recruiting new troops in Tyrell, Forgen felt that it was about time. He left Pedro Alvaredo, the commander of the first company of the Ashes Corps, and Felix, Madam of Kiesler, to continue recruiting new troops in Tyrell. He led a small elite army consisting of more than three hundred elite swordsmen and foot knights of the Ashes Corps, a small number of Kiesler's winged cavalry, and a small group of Arabi's personal guards of the mage Jin, preparing to rush to Brittania.
They were accompanied by Ingrid, the Norska woman, Hubby, the merry Halfling, and Angran, Forgen's brother.
The barbarian woman saw that the situation in Tyrell was so bad that she gave up looking for a job in Tyrell. Out of habit, the barbarian woman worshipped the strong. She took the initiative to ask Forgen if he wanted to hire her. Forgen had an indifferent attitude and hired the barbarian woman.
There were not many people in this group, and they were escorting a lot of goods. They attracted the attention of many bandits along the way. They chose to cross the Black Mountains directly. This road was occupied by Green Dwarfs, Orcs, and all kinds of human bandits. It was not safe, especially since the Broken Nose tribe had been wreaking havoc in the western part of the Black Mountains recently. When Forgen decided to take a shortcut through the Black Mountains, Hubby strongly advised against it. The situation in this part of the mountain was too complicated. He was really worried about Forgen's decision.
However, after the army crossed the Black Mountains, their goods did not decrease. Instead, they had a dozen more carts.
The operation of crossing the Black Mountains did not cause any material losses. On the contrary, it raised more money for the Ashes Legion.
"Almost there. Once we cross this mountain, we will reach the border of Brittany." A five-meter-tall Troll fell to the ground with a loud bang. Its head was split in half, and its entire body was cut into several pieces from top to bottom. It let out the last sound of its life and directly fell off the cliff, startling countless birds.
Anglo put away his favorite weapon, the Vibrating Gold Battleaxe. He pointed at a stone tablet not far away and said, "Forgen, look! That is the border tablet. Across from it is the Kakasong Duchy."
It was summer, and the weather was hot. The sun was high in the sky, and there were no clouds in the sky. Forgen was on the Black Mountains. He looked around. Across the mountain, across from him was the Kakasong Duchy. Even with the geno prototype's vision, he could see a herd of sheep being herded by a shepherd to graze on the high mountain meadow.
"It looks like we are almost there. There is a shepherd there. Is that the Kakasong Shepherd you mentioned on the way here?" Forgen's long silver hair was dancing in the mountains. He held the power sword Glory and looked into the distance. His heart was filled with endless pride.
Over the past 10,000 years, what he had lost, he had slowly regained.
"Yes, the Kakasong Shepherd." Anglo laughed out loud. "These shepherds are the first line of defense for Carcassonne against all kinds of invasions. When they encounter an invasion, they will immediately report to the knights in the nearby castles, especially Carcassonne Castle, where Duke Seubard is stationed. Brother, I wonder if you've heard the story of the Green Dwarfs? Kakasong is a very famous fable. "
"Tell me about it," Forgen said with interest.
"Once upon a time, there was a young shepherd. He was ordered to herd sheep on a mountainous plateau. As his days were very boring, he liked to lie about the situation. One day, he was bored and shouted on the mountain, 'The Green Skins are here! The green skin is here! '"
"In the end, the nearby serfs immediately took out their weapons and rushed to the front line. However, they didn't even see a shadow of the green skin. The shepherd lied and said that he had seen wrongly. The serfs could only leave angrily."
"The second time, the young shepherd shouted again that the green skin was here. The kind serfs rushed to the plateau to prepare to fight the green skin. In the end, they didn't see the green skin. The shepherd lied and said that the green skin had run away. The serfs were very angry."
"After a few days, the Green Dwarfs really came. They covered the sky and covered the earth. They rushed into the flock of sheep and ate the mutton. They killed everywhere. The shepherd was terrified. He desperately shouted to the nearby villages, 'The Green Dwarfs are here! The green skin is here! The green skin is really here! '"
Forgen was speechless after hearing this. "At this time, no one believed him, right?"
"No, this time, the knights of Carcasson came. The knights of Carcasson formed a cavalry formation and completely annihilated this group of wandering green skin." Anglo continued, "He also executed the Shepherd on the spot. The reason was that he was shouting and causing trouble. The Duke has already reported this matter to him. Carcassonne doesn't allow anyone to spread rumors, and he will never let his guard down."
"..." Forgen thought that this fable was a little dark and sharp at this point. However, as intelligent as Forgen was, he immediately understood a lot of information in this fable.
First, this fable explained that the entire duchy was attacked by various forces all year round, causing all the residents to be in a state of high alert.
Secondly, this fable explained that the entire duchy had formed a deep defense system with the shepherd as the first line of defense, the serf village as the second, and the nearby castle as the third. This clearly wasn't established in a short period of time.
Finally, from the tone of the knights, the entire duchy was governed by high pressure and censorship.
With this in mind, Forgen had a rough idea. He gently raised the corner of his mouth and said with a solemn expression, "Angelang, where is Carcasson Castle?"
"Carcasson Castle is over the plateau in front. The castle is very large, divided into inner and outer walls and the main castle. It has a population of about 30,000. It was built in the south of Brittany when the high elves colonized the Old World. Its main purpose was to defend against all possible invasions near the Black Mountain Range. After the elves retreated, the Brittany took over this place. Since the establishment of the Knight King Kingdom, this place has been regarded as the gateway and strategic stronghold of Brittany in the south."
Angelang explained, "For thousands of years, this duchy has withstood countless attacks. The residents here have endured endless wars. They are proud that they are able to prevent Brittany from being harassed by the Green Dwarfs. This duchy rarely participates in the internal affairs of the Knight King Kingdom. The Knight King Kingdom believes that as long as the Carcassonians can resist the threat from the south, they have fulfilled their duty." Angelo said, "So, from the Knights to the serfs, everyone in the Dukedom has received military training. When there is a large-scale invasion of the Green Dwarves, Orcs, or Tyrell, all the residents will take up their weapons and fight to protect the borders of the Dukedom."
"The residents here must have led a tough life," Forgen said thoughtfully.
"Things have gotten a lot better in recent years. First, Laing's territory has become rich. Even the nearby duchies of Winford and Bordero have become rich. So, the knights nearby are more inclined to come to Carcassonne to defend the borders. Other than that, there is a market for the sheep here. Because the free people have the money to eat sheep, there is a large market for Carcassonne's meat." Angelang said, "Of course, I still like to eat my own sheep. It tastes better."
"Ha!" Forgen thought to himself, "That's all you have." The king's son geno prototype did not say anything more. He signaled for the army to speed up and cross the mountains. They would try to stay in Carcassonne Castle that night.
Looking at the map, Forgen thought that Carcassonne Castle was very close to the black mountains. It seemed that no matter how they attacked, they had to take down the castle first. Then, they could continue north until they could threaten all of Brittany.
So, that's how it is. The duke is guarding the borders of the kingdom?
The army sped up and crossed the black mountains. Finally, they entered the borders of Brittany. On the endless mountain meadow, Forgen rode a pure-blooded elven warhorse, and Angelang rode a hippogryph.
If there were no accidents, they would soon reach Carcassonne Castle.
But when they gradually walked down the mountainside of the mountain meadow and prepared to go to the castle, they realized something was wrong.
At the foot of the mountain, the smoke from the burning village was billowing over the treetops. There was the smell of cooked meat and grain. The river glowed red in the blood of the dead.
Hundreds and thousands of orcs were wreaking havoc on the land where the humans lived. A group of minotaurs were using axes to kill the villagers. The bodies of a woman and two children were torn apart by fangs and claws. The rest of the villagers hid in the fairy temple in the lake of the village, preparing for the final resistance.
Cries, screams, and roars were endless.
"It's the orcs!" Forgen's face changed slightly. He raised his sword and said with anger, "Prepare for battle, my soldiers! Let us tear these twisted chaos bastards apart! "
"Yes, sir!"
A battle was on the verge of breaking out.
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