Proof of the Sun King

"I'm just saying casually, my lady, of course the most beautiful woman I've ever seen is you." Ryan was shocked, thinking that the fairy in the lake was peeping at him! So the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake could only immediately confess: "I just said casually, casually, I can't describe the lady's face to this imperial businessman, can I?"

"You'd better think about your current identity before you speak." The voice of the fairy in the lake disappeared.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ryan?" Oliver asked curiously when he saw Ryan's face turning red and white for a while.

"No, I think I drank too much, it's time to go back." Ryan couldn't say what happened, so he signaled that he should withdraw.

"Hey, I left so early, and there will be a performance by the song and dance troupe!" Oliver felt strange.

"No, let's go." Ryan took Veronica to say goodbye to several nobles and the Archbishop of the Ocean Church, and then left the banquet hall.

Walking out of the city hall, the fiery atmosphere and bright lights disappeared in an instant, leaving behind the cold air, the bright moonlight, the lonely rows of street lights, and the sparse crowds in the winter night. As she went away, there was only emptiness left. The momentary gap made the young apprentice Catherine very reluctant. She looked at the still-hot City Hall behind her with nostalgia.

"Catherine?" Veronica, who was walking in front, discovered the situation of the elementary school apprentice. The woman was dissatisfied at first, but she quickly understood the elementary school apprentice's mood, so she said coldly, "Come on, or you can be alone. Continue to the banquet."

"No, Tutor, I'll come right away!" Catherine was so frightened that her face paled. Garland's witches and wizards were quite strict and even severe towards their apprentices. Apprentices who made mistakes would be punished in various ways, even a small amount of corporal punishment. Some old, perverted witches would deliberately leave scars on the faces of pretty apprentices.

Although this is very rare.

A more frightening situation is the jealousy and bullying among classmates. The tutors are always more inclined to listen to the older, trusted apprentices, so some scheming students will always lie and steal others. The fruits of labor are owned, even framed, and violence is used.

Garland will of course supervise these behaviors, but the instructor's orders are absolute, so some phenomena are unavoidable.

Veronica is not bad for her apprentice, not very good, not too bad. Seeing Catherine trotting to keep up, Witch Garland didn't say anything. The luxuriously decorated carriage came, Veronica Ka stretched out his hands towards Ryan, and Ryan gently carried the witch into the carriage - this kind of medieval dress is particularly troublesome and easy to tear when going up and down the stairs, and is only suitable for walking on a flat road with a carpet.

Inside the fiery city hall, a tall, thin man in men's button-down clothes and tight pants walked quietly to Aneda's side, his face was unhealthy pale, even faintly blue-purple, and he had ears attached to his ears. He said something in Aneda's ear, and then the chairman of the Meimei Club smiled charmingly and said to Earl Huron in front of him: "I'm sorry, Edmund, please allow me to excuse me."

"Oh! No, no, dear Agneda, please don't mind me, I'll be here waiting for your return." Standing in front of Agneda was a young great nobleman of the House of Lords of Marienburg, Edmund- Huron, this young man is only in his twenties. Due to the sudden death of his father after an accident, he became the owner of Earl Huron. Excellent in sculpture.

After a grand exhibition, he met Aneda and fell in love with and indulged in this beautiful president of the Aesthetic Society. He did not hesitate to use all his financial resources to please him, even in order to attract Aneda. attention and abuse of the power in their hands.

"I don't think I'll be back, Edmund, would you like to attend the banquet tomorrow night?" Aneda's glamorous face looked regretful.

"Oh! When! Of course!" Edmund nodded desperately. "I miss that wonderful feeling when we discussed art together."

"Then see you tomorrow." Aneda and her servant left, Edmund watched Aneda's figure, and even Schultz didn't notice when he walked up to him: "Edmund?"

"Edmund? Edmund??" The young earl didn't come back to his senses until a somewhat dissatisfied voice continued to call: "His Excellency Schultz? Bishop Aldridge?"

"Edmund, we are asking you, tomorrow our House of Lords will meet to discuss tax matters, and the Winter Veil Festival will begin in a month. In this war, the emperor has won a great victory and captured a lot of money. , we intend to appropriately reduce the tax rate to attract the emperor to hand over his capture to Marienburg... Edmund, are you listening?" Archbishop Aldrich said dissatisfiedly, because he found that the young man was distracted.

"Oh, no, I'm not going. I'll make good preparations for Aneda's banquet tomorrow." The young man said quickly.

"Edmund, this is the third time that you have not attended the meeting of the House of Lords. Your father has never been like this. Don't always mix with Aneda. It's not good for you." Schultz said dissatisfiedly, The Grand Duke of Marienburg has realized what the Aesthetic Society really is.

"No, no, Aneda won't hurt me." Edmund shook his head repeatedly, then walked away: "I'm sorry, I won't be attending tomorrow's meeting."

"Hey, I don't know how old Huron will feel when he sees his son like this." Aldridge and Schultz sighed at each other.

Aneda and her servants hurried out of the city hall and took a carriage back to their residence. The tall and thin man spoke in a low voice, his voice neighing like a poisonous tongue: "President, the one named Ryan, we will investigate. Because of his background, he is a savage who can fight, very, very dangerous, and he seems to be here to hunt down Belt."

"The barbarian is really a barbarian, but he is indifferent to my beauty~" There was purple blood in Aneda's eyes: "I really want to dismember him to see what's in his internal organs."

"President, we can't threaten our plan because of that **** fallen hunter, I think we..."

"No, Belt is still useful, so you don't need to kill him now... Oh, why don't we arrange a wonderful big show, how about a big show that can make people feel extremely happy..."

"On your orders."

Dark nights carry their own secrets.

53 Amber Avenue.

"Catherine, go make two cups of hot milk." Veronica just walked into the large living room, and reached out to untie the long and heavy skirt of the evening dress, revealing the short skirt and long legs inside. Witch Garland first asked her female apprentice to make some milk for herself, then sat beside Ryan and leaned on his shoulder: "What's the gain?"

"I want to hear about your gains first." Ryan took the woman's hand and motioned her to speak first.

This has always been the case, Veronica is better at logical thinking and analytical skills, while Ryan is good at decision making and finding the most favorable way to deal with various rules.

"It seems that the president of the Beauty Club has a very high reputation in the upper class of Marienburg. When she talks to you, at least 60% of the men in the banquet are distracted. When she invites you When attending a banquet, at least 40% of the men are happy first, and then feel that you don't know taste or beauty." Veronica leaned lazily on the soft chair, and then laughed: "Just Like the Oliver you know, think you don't know taste."

"I don't understand taste? Are you laughing at yourself?" Ryan untied his bow tie, looked at Veronica's unchanging expression, and suddenly said, "I can understand why Teresa is such a talented woman. The warlock will be crushed by you, I think if she encounters Oliver's situation, she will have to get angry, and even do it on the spot."

"What am I going to get with that idiot? Can I increase my reputation? Can I learn more spells? Can I get any material rewards? Can I improve my status in your heart? If not, What do I care about with him? Do you hate me because he looks down on me?" Veronica sneered and asked again and again: "I'd rather these people treat me as a vase... In short, I don't recommend that you be open to Meimei. Go ahead, that woman is influential."

Ryan looked at Veronica with seriousness in his eyes.

This woman is really powerful. In the words of the Chinese, she is very shrewd and has a lot of energy. Maybe Teresa is not inferior to her in magic. Warlock is much worse.

In following Ryan's actions, Teresa is always anxious to prove herself, while Veronica is like a vase, but... the final effect is completely different.

Such a woman, she really...

Seeing the man's eyes flickering, Veronica's beautiful almond eyes flashed a trace of panic, she quickly held Ryan's hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?"

"No, I just think you're amazing." Sitting next to the woman, Ryan took the milk from Catherine and drank it: "It's a strange feeling, I don't know how to say it, and I don't know how to partner with you. people right..."

"What are you talking about?" Veronica's face looked calm, but her voice trembled slightly: "I don't understand what you mean, make it clearer... Okay, Ryan?"

"It's nothing, I just think that Teresa has a reason to compete with you. She is good enough, but she just met a better you." Ryan shook his head and expelled some thoughts from his mind: "I can be with you. It is also my honor to be a partner.”

"Hu~" Veronica took a deep breath, she felt her whole body collapsed: "Don't scare me."

"Hahaha~"

The night gradually deepened, and the Amber Avenue gradually became quiet.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, the lights are still on, Ryan is standing by the window and looking into the distance, while Veronica is sitting in front of the dresser, the woman put two silver crescent earrings on the dresser, and the room is covered with With a thick carpet imported from the southern kingdom, there is a large velvet bed in the middle of the room, the left side of the bed is full of format lamps and clothes racks, and there is a fitting room inside, which is full of witches. Clothes and shoes, the congresswomen of Garland always have these things, Veronica's clothes are not too much, there are only three wardrobes, Ryan remembers that Teresa's mother Aurora's clothes are two rooms Can't fit.

"Jacob's arrival shows that things are very serious, and we should speed up our pace." Ryan was still thinking about what happened all day today. The volume of news was too much for him to handle.

"The crux of the question is where is Belt hiding? Is it a gladiatorial arena? Is it an underground tunnel? Or a beauty club?" Veronica frowned, and she suddenly looked at Ryan: "Ryan... Would you like to sleep next door at night? "

"Is that so? I still want to hug you." Ryan's tone was a little dissatisfied.

Witch Garland gently turned around and leaned on the man's chest and said angrily: "I didn't mean that, I just said... We are in the same room at night, you are not going to play with me, I don't have time to think about things. what!"

"Okay, I think you're right too. In this way, I'll go out and see if I can get some new information from the citizens and shopkeepers." Ryan is not the kind of person who is full of dirty thoughts, like An idiot who knows how to stick to a woman like a dog's skin plaster, of course he knows what's more important.

Veronica breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, she knew that Ryan was no longer the little-known ranger knight a few years ago.

He is now the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake, a legendary middle-level human hero, and he has taken the initiative in the relationship with the partners. Although he needs the help of the spellcaster, he has no worries about finding the legendary spellcaster and his partner. That is to say, the current situation is that Veronica needs him more, he loves her, but he does not tolerate it without bottom line, he does not owe her.

She didn't want to conflict with him.

"I don't care if you want to go out and mess around or call someone into the house, but I warn you, don't touch my apprentice~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Veronica first pursed her lips, looked into the distance, stretched out One hand caressed Ryan's chest, his fingers circled on Ryan's chest, and then he looked up at Ryan with bright eyes: "If you touch her, I won't do anything to you, but poor Catherine. Will disappear from this world, what will happen to the little girl who violates the teacher's order? Guess it? "

"I'm not the kind of man who will die without a woman for a day!" Ryan complained, but the witch obviously didn't believe him: "Oh? Really? Don't tell me you're staying with our little princess Garland. Haven't done anything for so long?"

"I really didn't do anything." Ryan continued to complain: "Let's not say anything else, Veronica, think about it, if I really touched her, it would be troublesome!"

"My great knight is still very smart!" Veronica finally let him go on this issue: "Go out for a walk, my great knight."

"Good night, my big witch!" Ryan gave Veronica a good night kiss on the back of his hand.

"Good night." Veronica also pecked Ryan's face.

Lane changed into clean and ordinary clothes, then put his one-handed sword behind him, combed his black hair a little, and left his new home.

Leaving Amber Avenue, Ryan followed the long road to his destination today - Dusk Street.

The dark sky can't hide the enthusiasm of the citizens of Marienburg. Many streets are always open 24 hours a day. Lane wants to inquire about the news. The best place to go is those streets that never sleep, where the news is the most well-informed in the city. .

As usual, Dusk Street is open to the public 24 hours a day, but Lane saw acquaintances in the bustling crowd on the street.

"Hey! Why is he here too?"