People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

The night was getting darker, and the long corridor was at the center of the wind. As soon as you got closer, you could feel the howling wind. Lavinia knocked the snow in the lines of her boot soles on the steps. She was about to go upstairs when she suddenly frowned. wrinkled.

  She smelled a faint smell of blood.

  The source should be at the door of his room.

  For the wolves with keen senses, this level of perception is not difficult. In fact, as long as she thinks about it, she can know what every household in this building has eaten for lunch.

  On her arms, golden thorns and vines slowly appeared, which was a sign that her talent for law was activated.

  Then she walked towards her room.

  The golden eyes were like two bright lights in the darkness, and they could clearly see the young man waiting against the wall in the darkness.

  "Potter?"

  Lavinia sounded surprised.

  Potter was her teacher's favorite junior student. When she was in the academy, she would often follow her and ask questions.

  But since graduation, Lavinia has cut off contact there. On the one hand, it is because of differences with the teacher that they have drifted apart. On the other hand, she has offended too many people and does not want to implicate others.

  "Senior Nia!"

  The boy's face was very pale, and there were wounds on his body that had been bandaged briefly but were already oozing blood.

  Lavinia came to him and knelt down, her voice a little anxious: "Potter, what's wrong with you?"

  The young man's mind was obviously not that strong. When he saw this close senior, he burst into tears: "Senior, the teacher committed suicide with a bullet. The teacher's wife took the teacher's child and hid in the countryside."

  Lavinia's heart thumped: "What's going on? Tell me in detail!"

  "Master's wife originally wanted to take me there, but the teacher left you a letter before he died. I thought someone should deliver the letter, so I came to you."

  "Let's talk after you come inside."

  Lavinia helped Potter up and opened the door with one hand, her heart already in a mess.

  Putting Potter on the sofa, he wanted to bandage him first, but the young man wiped away his tears and said stubbornly: "Please, senior sister, please read the teacher's suicide note first."

  Lavinia was stunned, took the envelope stained red with blood, and opened it:

  Nia.

  Maybe I don’t have the right to call you that anymore, considering I’m dead.
  To be honest, over the years, I thought I had been used to seeing unjust, false and wrongly convicted cases. Isn’t it just a matter of a stroke of a pen? By helping each other with those “friends”, I successfully sat on the bench of the Grand Prosecutor of Milan. Location.

  You asked me if I regretted doing this?
  Of course I regret it!
  Thinking of the creed that I taught you in the lecture hall, I couldn't sleep all night long, especially Rahman, who really upheld my ideals. After being assassinated by the Sassari family, I couldn't sleep every night. I will always think of his simple and firm smile.

  This time, the mayor of Milan came to me and asked me to find a suitable reason to send an upright and kind-hearted person to the execution ground - they even asked me to invent a justifiable crime with my own hands.

  I've had enough!

  Nia, I've had enough!
  Nia, you are my best student and you have always been. You are upright but not pedantic. You are kind and never afraid to use thunderous means to fight against evil. I can only leave this case in your hands.

  Please, please wash away the injustice carried by this innocent, upright, and kind-hearted child.

  I am an incompetent person and can only do this.

  Just think of me as someone who can atone for the sins I have committed.

  Lavinia was silent for a moment and said, "I have to think about this for a while, and I can't give you an answer right away."

  "What you say...stay in the living room all night today, and I'll bandage your wounds. Tomorrow, I'll ask my friends to take you away from Piedmont."

  "Where can I go if I offend someone in my family?"

  Potter smiled: "Senior sister, I am already satisfied to be able to hand-deliver the teacher's suicide note to you."

  Lavinia said in a more serious tone: "Go to the New World, go to Texas. They are short of manpower there, and they will never compromise with the orthodox wolf tribe. Your injury is nothing at all, just take care of it for two days. Senior sister, I promise you won’t have any problems here.”

  She stood up and threw the bloody letter into the fireplace.

  "Teacher, did you expect that I wouldn't just sit idly by and ignore this kind of thing?"

  She murmured softly.

  Lothar, who had just returned to the mansion, saw Valentina sitting in the living room waiting for him, holding a cup of hot cocoa with white smoke and rich aroma in both hands.

  During this period, not only was the powder used for brewing chocolate more refined, but the block chocolate candies known to later generations had also gradually become popular, and the Saluzzo people were accustomed to brewing them with milk and sugar.

  "Miss, you are back."

  She glanced sideways at Lothar and sneered: "I haven't watched you for just one day, and you made another big news."

  "Miss, this has nothing to do with me."

  Lothar waved his hand quickly: "I just heard the news and issued a warning in advance. I neither provoked nor solved the giant."

  Valentina snorted coldly: "You seem to have completely turned a deaf ear to my warning, kid!"

  "Miss, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

  "Don't pretend to be stupid. I warned you not to mess with that Bologna girl, but you turned around and invited her to watch the circus show. After getting rid of the demonized giant, you even ran over to the sweet duo. The world!"

  Lothar argued righteously: "Miss, I am doing this for the family. If it weren't for Miss Lavinia's information, I don't know how many people would have died in Turin today."

  Valentina sneered: "Okay, even if you are doing it for the family, after the matter is resolved, why don't you come back here and report the situation to me immediately?" Lothar was silent for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Okay, it's my fault. Miss."

  "Tell me, what do you think? If you really like this girl named Lavinia, I can't help you. Wait, it seems that you have only known each other for two days."

  Valentina came back to her senses and glanced at Lothar sharply: "So, since you can't really like her, why can't you obey my orders?"

  "Miss, you misunderstood. We are just like-minded. I don't like the current situation of the wolf clan. If I weren't not very familiar with Miss Cellinina, and I was worried about implicating the family, I might have gone to Texas by now. I went to her."

  "You are quite brave. You dare to say such things in front of me."

  Valentina took a serious look at Lothar, as if she was meeting this man for the first time, who was always unknown in the family, but had honed powerful martial arts in private.

  "Over the years, you have been cautious and unwilling to show your strength. Could it be that you just wanted to rebel against Yakxi one day?"

  Lothar was silent.

  Valentina took it as his acquiescence and warned: "Don't say this kind of thing easily in the future, otherwise it will cause you trouble sooner or later. That girl from the Bologna family is most likely to be trustworthy. It’s okay for you to be friends with her.”

  Lothar was also a little surprised by Valentina's change in attitude, but she didn't ask anything.

  Although he had added Lavinia as a target during this trip, he had not given up on his original goal, which was to gain Valentina's approval as much as possible. He had no intention of letting himself go.

  "Anyway, even if you didn't solve the demonized giant for what happened today, you still have to take credit for it. What reward do you want?"

  "This is the duty of the subordinates."

  Valentina rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Don't do this to me. Just say what you want."

  Lothar smiled awkwardly and said, "Can you give me an advance on next month's salary?"

  "Where's your money?"

  Valentina was a little confused and said: "I remember that you are not a lavish spender. Now you have no money?"

  "Living in the city, even if you don't spend a lot of money, always costs a lot of money. For example, when I went out today, I wore a fancy coat and couldn't walk because it would be splashed with mud, so I had to take a carriage."

  Valentina was a little impatient: "Okay, I understand. I'll give you a note and go to Stout tomorrow to ask for it. Also, I heard that you had a conflict with Ramdo?"

  "It's a bit. He probably thinks I'm an incompetent pretty boy."

  "Haha, he means that I am just a fool who promotes his subordinates based on their appearance?"

  Valentina's eyes were slightly cold: "Don't worry, I will warn him tomorrow not to find anything against you."

  After she finished speaking, she took a sip of hot cocoa and showed an interested expression: "Okay, we're done talking about the business. Let's talk about what it's like to face the Holy Spear directly."

  Why are you all so interested in Jeanne?
  Lothar thought for a moment and gave the answer: "There is no special experience. The holy light is too dazzling to see what is going on. The biggest feeling is probably fear."

  A lie always has to be followed by a hundred lies. If you tell more, you will be wrong. Lothar can only speak briefly and comprehensively.

  Valentina breathed a sigh of relief: "This guy first helped Basilicata defeat the expeditionary force in Texas, and then ran to Turin. According to reliable information, Knight Yao has left the Holy Knights for some time. For some time, the people from the Holy Church have been frantically tracking down her whereabouts, and it won’t be long before they appear in Turin—Losa, do you think it’s possible for us to cooperate with her?”

  "Cooperation?"

  Lothar responded, thinking thoughtfully.

  He originally had two conjectures. After the followers were summoned by him, logically speaking, it was just the followers from a certain timeline who left. In another timeline, he might still meet Jeanne and Chelinina.
  The second is that no matter how many timelines there are, the followers are unique. Once they are summoned by him, they will never appear again.

  Now it seems that it should be the second situation.

  "Why, haven't you seen this woman with your own eyes? She didn't get rid of you and the girl from the Bologna family. This proves that even the Glory Knight can cooperate."

  "I'm just wondering what to cooperate with?"

  Valentina snorted softly: "You don't have to pretend to be stupid with me."

  Lothar was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Miss, if you want to count on Knight Yao to deal with the Wolf Lord, I'm afraid it's impossible."

  "What's the inside story do you know?"

  "I know something, but I can't tell."

  "Quite frankly."

  As soon as she finished speaking, she patted Lothar on the shoulder: "Although the remnants of the Holy Glory on your body are difficult to discern, it cannot escape my eyes. There must be more than just a meeting from a distance between you."

  "In short, I don't care how deep or close the connection is between you and Knight Yao, I still have to remind you not to forget your identity."

  Lothar nodded and said: "Miss, I am from Saluzzo. This can never be faked."

  "uh-huh."

  Valentina snorted lightly, turned and left.

  "Prepare a bucket of special water for me, I need to take a bath."

  "okay."

  Lothar responded.

  After Valentina walked far away, she reached out to call Elamer: "I'll give you a difficult task - prepare a bucket of hot water for the lady."