The Law of the Silent Gentleman

"I thought you were never coming back."

On the second floor of "Flowers Spring", Mrs. Manlei's office, the hostess put down the fragrant teacup and looked at her two guests with an incomprehensible smile.

After Enzo and Giuliano visited the Observatory, they sent the others back to the Copper Carp Hotel and then returned to the "Flower Spring". Jiaou informed them that Madam Manlei was waiting for them, so they went straight to Madam's office before they had time to rest.

Mrs. Manley seemed to have just returned from a journey, still wearing her violet coat, veiled hat and lace gloves. She ordered Jia Ou to step back, pour tea for the guests herself, and then said with a sigh: "Since you escaped so hard, why did you come back?"

"Of course it's for business." Enzo replied.

"What kind of business must be done in Vanessa? The city-states of Yoder are vast, so why worry about not having the opportunity to show their talents? Why do you want to return to this place of right and wrong?"

"I don't know how to answer that question, ma'am, but business is business."

"So what business is this time for?"

Enzo remained silent.

"You can't even tell me?" Mrs. Manlei came to Enzo coquettishly, and nodded his face jokingly like a mature and older woman teasing an immature teenager, "You have learned badly."

"Are there any good men in the world?"

Mrs. Manlei laughed wildly. Giuliano shot her a grim glance. If it were another woman (or man), he would definitely snap off her finger without hesitation. But now that he was under the eaves, he had to bow his head. He could only watch Mrs. Manlei touch Enzo, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Then why did you come to me?"

"I need a safe place to hide."

"I don't think so. You, a cunning little fox, are there more than two or three places in Vanessa's lair?"

"Not as comfortable and safe as your lair."

"Damn, makes me look like some horrible she-spider."

"If you are a spider, then I am a tiny insect captured by you."

Giuliano silently "vomited" in his heart, goosebumps all over his body. How could Enzo say such disgusting words? It's astonishing that he has such a hidden side!

Mrs. Manlei covered her lips: "Do you think I'll be happy if you say something nasty? What do you want from me if you don't speak secretly?"

"My business has something to do with the killing of Giuliano's family. I have to find out what Vito Sacon did to get himself killed."

"Sacon's family is dead except for the young master next to you. Their property has been confiscated. Time has passed. Even if there are clues, they may have been destroyed long ago. You can't find anything."

"But you've got a way, can't you?"

Mrs. Manlei smiled, put her on Enzo's chest, and whispered in his ear: "In the southwest of the dock area, there is a warehouse next to the portman's office. It is said that all the confiscated properties of the Sacon family are sealed there. That is your only warehouse." Opportunity."

Enzo winked at Giuliano. The apprentice nodded and secretly wrote down the address. His father's property, everything their family owned was sealed in that place.

"The news isn't free, I guess?"

"Of course not. You know what I want."

Mrs. Manley took Enzo's hand. Giuliano's heart suddenly rose. They are just like last time! Enzo asks Mrs. Manlei for help, and she asks Enzo to return with his body! He can't stand this kind of thing! Even if Enzo is all for him, he can't accept it!

He was about to refuse for Enzo, but the Reticent gently pushed Mrs. Manlei away: "I am very sorry, noble lady, I am no longer the kind of person who can freely control my body."

Mrs. Manley looked at him in surprise, then turned her head to look at Giuliano. "So you... So you like this one? No wonder I have so many handsome men and beautiful women, each with their own merits, but no one has ever touched your heart. I thought you had no heart."

"Of course I have a heart, but it's dedicated to one and only one."

"Tsk tsk, what a pity to give up a whole forest for one tree. You're stupid."

"This tree belongs to me, but the beautiful forest only belongs to the vast nature, and it cannot be taken by a mortal like me. So all I need is a tree."

"You have the tree, but what about me? What about my due reward?"

"No matter what you need, as long as it does not violate my principles, you can take it."

Mrs. Manlei turned around, her right hand was holding the lace glove of her left hand, her brows were furrowed, and she was lost in thought. Neither Enzo nor Giuliano dared to disturb her, they could only wait quietly. After a while the Madame turned to them, and Giuliano gasped as she drew a cold dagger out of nowhere.

— this woman! Could it be that because of being rejected, he became angry and killed someone to silence him!

She took a step towards Enzo. Giuliano stood in front of him without thinking.

But the Reticent pushed him away and took a step towards Mrs. Manley.

The former Reticent, who was no longer young, stared at her junior, turned the direction of the dagger, pinched the blade, and turned the hilt towards the opponent.

"When you kill Boniwell's treacherous dog, remember to use this knife, and then send him a message for me, just say—" She paused, with a cruel smile on her face. "—'Cesale sends you hello'."

Enzo took the dagger, bent his fingers, and put the dagger into his sleeve.

"make a deal."

The situation was changing so quickly that Giuliano was overwhelmed.

"How did you know we were going to kill Bonny..." He hurriedly shut up, for fear of revealing any important information.

"If I can't even figure this out, wouldn't I have lived all these years in vain?"

Mrs. Manley gracefully stretched out her left hand to them, indicating that the conversation was over and they could kiss their hands and leave. Enzo took her hand and kissed the lace glove. Then switch to Giuliano. The young apprentice carefully pinched Mrs. Manley's fingers, and placed a kiss on the back of her hand. He felt something was wrong with the opponent's hand, the thumb was hard, and it didn't have the elasticity that living flesh and blood should have.

"Ah...you noticed it."

Mrs. Manlei withdrew her hand, the corners of her lips twisted, and she actually smiled.

"Your hand...?"

She stroked her left hand, as if she was reminiscing about some mysterious taste that could not be shared with others, and then took off the glove.

Giuliano saw her hands for the first time. Her left hand lacked a thumb, and the scar at the root of the finger was smooth, which should have been cut off instantly by a sharp weapon. The thumb of her glove is stuffed so much that it looks normal at first glance, but a closer look reveals that her thumb cannot bend or move freely.

"Every reticent must cut off the thumb of his dominant hand when he quits the profession, to show that he will never hold a sword in the future, and stay away from the disputes in the world. But... who can really quit?"

Her eyes moved meaningfully between Enzo and Giuliano.

"One day, you will do the same, or cut off your thumb, or die under the knife, there is no third choice."

Enzo bowed his head to her: "It's really an impressive teaching. We won't bother you anymore."

He took Giuliano's hand and dragged him out of the office.

After leaving the door, Giuliano looked around and asked in a low voice after confirming that there was no one around, "Who is Cesare?"

"...Are you... really a Vanessa?"

"nonsense!"

Enzo looked disbelieving.

"Don't make that look! Tell me, who is Cesare?"

"The former governor of Vanessa died of an illness during the great plague. Boniwell took over after that." Enzo scratched his chin, "Thinking about it, the cause of Cesare's death is very suspicious... Could it be that 'infected with the plague' is just The excuse that he was actually murdered by Boniwell?"

"Hmph, that guy must be able to do it."

"It was rumored that Cesare had a secret lover, and it turned out to be her..." Enzo suddenly realized, "She was willing to quit the business of the Reticent for him..."

"If Mrs. Manlei is the lover of the governor of Cesarie, why not go in person if she wants to take revenge? Even if she has washed her hands in gold, why not just hire another person?"

"Do you think it's easy to assassinate the governor? Boniwell is Cesare's confidant, so he has a chance to succeed. It is very difficult for ordinary people to assassinate the governor."

Giuliano stopped.

"Then what shall we do?!"

Enzuo looked calm: "What are you afraid of? Am I an ordinary person?"

"You... have you always talked like this? It was a spider or an insect for a while, and it was a big tree forest for a while, and now suddenly there is a mysterious confidence gushing out of nowhere..."

Enzo raised the corner of his mouth, rubbed Giuliano's hair teasingly, hugged him suddenly, blew into his ear, and whispered: "I will say other things, but only when the two of us are alone. It's time to tell you privately..."

Giuliano blushed: "You still have the mood to say this now! It's important to do business!"

"Huh? Aren't we doing business?"

After speaking, he laughed exaggeratedly and carried Giuliano on his shoulders. The young apprentice couldn't react in time, and his feet left the ground in an instant.

He thumped Enzo's back: "Put me down!"

"You don't like this?"

"I don't like it! I don't like it at all!"

"Lies. Punishment."

Enzo carried him down the stairs, came to the foyer with people coming and going, crossed the room in full view, and climbed the stairs on the other side. Giuliano blushed to the point of bleeding, knowing that his struggle would only attract more attention, so he simply pretended to be a corpse and was carried by Enzo to the "Silence Room". Enzo kicked the door open, kicked it back roughly, and threw Giuliano onto the huge bed.

Giuliano was almost stunned by him, and subconsciously shrank to the head of the bed, but his fingers touched some kind of fabric that didn't look like a bed sheet. He lowered his head and found that there were two sets of jet-black dresses neatly placed on the bed. The neckline and cuffs were decorated with shiny black feathers. The buttons were made of pearls, and the skirts were sewn with silver thread. Each of the two dresses is pressed with a white mask, both of which are etched with exquisite and complicated patterns. One of the masks has a sun-shaped pattern on the left forehead, and the other has a moon-shaped pattern on the right forehead.

"Ah, Jiaou has brought what I need."

Enzo picked up the moon mask, put it on Giuliano's face, and looked at it carefully.

"It fits so well, it's almost tailor-made."

Giuliano touched the cold metal covering his face. Mask of the Reticent. Putting on this mask and this fancy dress, he will set foot on the streets of Vanessa as the silent one. No longer Giuliano Sacon, no longer Enzo's lover, but a nameless ghost behind a mask. He could be anyone and be nobody at the same time, and he was bound to the man before him by a bond of death—a bond stronger than that of life, so unbreakable that it bound him to countless brothers and sisters, but also to him. Restraining him cannot step out of this web of fate.

He felt parched and said hoarsely, "I...I got your holy emblem back from Antoine."

He took out the holy emblem from his inner pocket.

Enzo knelt on the bed, unbuttoned his neckline, and pulled his long platinum hair behind his head. Giuliano obediently crawled behind him and hung the holy emblem around his neck. Enzo let down his hair, picked up the holy emblem and kissed it.

"Take off your clothes."

he ordered.

Giuliano dared not refuse. They seemed to be performing some kind of sacred and mysterious ritual, and if they violated it in the slightest, they would be punished by heaven. He took off his clothes and left his upper body bare, the emerald necklace that Enzo had given him dangled on his chest. Then the trousers, which were taken off together with the panties, leaving nothing behind.

"Help me take it off too."

Enzo ordered again.

Giuliano's fingers trembled, but he still obeyed the instructions and removed his clothes one by one. When he became undressed like Giuliano, he took Giuliano's hands, kissed each one affectionately, and then put on the sun mask.

The two are facing each other naked, except for their respective masks and necklaces, surrounded by luxurious or comfortable clothes.

Enzo leaned forward, and Giuliano naturally fell back, letting Enzo rest on top of him. He spread his legs as far as possible, opening the tight hole in his lower body for Enzo. The buttocks were pulled apart without any doubt, without foreplay or lubrication, the hard **** was inserted into his body brutally like a sharp sword. Under the moon mask, a painful moan leaked from his lips, but he did not refuse, but accepted Enzo obediently, even shaking in accordance with the rhythm of the invasion, willingly offering his body to the other party.

Soon, the moan of pain took on a color of joy, and the moan of joy soon turned into an emotional cry. They both wear masks, so they can't kiss, but their eyes are more intensely entwined than kisses, and their souls are tightly connected by the fusion of their bodies.

The hands are tightly imprisoned, the legs cannot be closed, the thirsty lips are not moistened, but the acupuncture points of the lower body are overflowing with the juice of lust. Ritual sex, aggressive pumping. There is no unnecessary caressing and teasing, only penetrating from the root to the root again and again. There is no half a word of love between ears and temples, only heavy breathing and unstoppable shouting.

But Giuliano was brought to a climax. The firm **** repeatedly rubbed against the sensitive part of his hole, mercilessly pushing him to the top. During the orgasm, the **** constricted like a spasm, sucking Enzo to ejaculate, and the viscous liquid poured into the void in his body, filling him completely.

He screamed uncontrollably, and wept in the orgasm. The front was obviously not relieved by the touch, but he reached the climax with the pleasure from the back. The **** spurts, drawing obscene images on the skin of both of them. Before he finished ejaculating, Enzo had already withdrawn and pulled him up who was still immersed in the orgasm.

"Clean up."

In normal times, this order meant that he had to clean Enzo with his mouth and tongue, and lick the **** off his body (regardless of who the **** belonged to). But at this moment, Enzo didn't allow him to take off the mask, so he couldn't do it. He could only take a few deep breaths to calm himself down from the aftertaste of sex, then picked up a piece of clothing that he had taken off earlier, and carefully wiped off Enzo's mask. body fluid.

"Clean yourself up, too."

He wiped himself briefly. There is too much fluid in the back hole to get it out unless it is thoroughly cleaned. But that's exactly what Enzo had in mind. How many times in the past he'd **** Giuliano hard like this before sending the apprentice to his next assassin training session with his **** swollen and swollen with cum.

"Are you ready?" Enzo asked.

Giuliano swallowed and nodded solemnly. He didn't know what to say in response. In fact he didn't have to say anything. A silent person can keep silent when he does not want to speak.

Enzo picked up a black dress and compared it to Giuliano.

"It fits. You were born to dress like that."

He put the finery on Giuliano's lap.

"Welcome back to the great city-state Vanessa, Apprentice of the Reticent."