Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

The corridor of the prison was narrow, not far from the room where the humanoids were detained. Dan could see it clearly. He bit his lip, his green eyes were dim and absent-minded.

Miss Oliver and Duke Austin seem unusual.

In the darkness projected by two candlelights, the tall and thin gentleman was trapped by the beautiful lady, as if he was attacking the city and conquering the territory. It was hard to imagine a lady's actions so powerful.

But Dan was familiar with the gesture.

Most of the human girls he saw were shy and cute, but the Danben women with beards as long as men were all brave warriors, they only cared about happiness, they would fight for the man they liked, and they would attack the man's bed at night , Knock them out and resist walking away.

There are often children in the clan who don't know who the father is, and the women don't care, they just gather them together and raise them in groups.

This chaotic state did not gradually improve until the father unified the tribe. The tribesmen had the concept of marriage and loyalty, and gave each other Lisang flowers to express their love. However, the long-standing custom is difficult to change. It is not uncommon for men to send flowers and live in groups.

Miss Oliver stared at her like any other woman in the clan.

When Dan saw her, he immediately thought of fire and roses, burning hands, but it was hard to refuse.

Such a person...wouldn't like me, Dan almost watched in a daze as Miss Oliver cornered the Duke.

The gentleman's face was covered by the black brim of his hat, and under the light, only a little lip peak could be seen, and the words he uttered were light and quick with his gently opened and closed lips.

Danqin was depressed and didn't hear clearly.

But Miss Oliver let go of the Duke, turned around, and beat the palm of her hand with the folding fan. There was no strange fluctuation on her face, solemn and calm: "I promise you, I will find clues based on the testimony you provided, and I will find the truth , Dan, don’t worry about it, as a reward for helping me.”

Dan said softly, "Do you always help your friends like this?"

Miss Oliver paused for a moment, her expression soft: "I have a younger sister, she should be about your age, the goddess said that justice will bring blessings, if you do good deeds, I will find her."

She has a younger sister, a young man with light green skin lowered his head and reached out to touch Andy's skirt: "God bless you."

An extremely complicated emotion surged in Dan's heart. He pulled his stiff face and looked at the figure of Miss Oliver who was about to leave. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The brim of the young gentleman's hat was pulled down very low, covering his facial features, his sharp lips were slightly pursed, he gave Dan a cold look, and turned away with the lady.

Dan fell to the ground, feeling relieved, and at the same time extremely lost. This incident happened too suddenly, and he was too passive to deal with it, but it was not easy to solve it. Dan knew very well the consequences of murdering the priest and using force in Themis. Seriousness, he couldn't even find evidence to justify himself.

No one believes him, and his identity is the most worthy of suspicion, even though he himself has done nothing.

In Dan's mind, his father's hard face appeared, and he seemed to smell the pungent and lingering aroma of homemade cigarettes again.

His father let him come to Themis for the future of the ethnic group, but he is so weak and cowardly, if Anuo was here, he would definitely not be caught without a fight.

Dan wondered.

Old Charles chewed the candy quietly, and waited in the dark for about 10 minutes, all kinds of speculations flashed through his mind.

Was that humanoid the duke's illegitimate son?

No no no, this is ridiculous, and the age is not right.

The muscular Barry stood against the wall, counting numbers in his mouth. Old Charles glanced at him from time to time, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Captain, do you still charge by the hour?"

Barry twitched, and a smirk appeared on his handsome face: "I'm just counting the time."

"Isn't this charging by the hour?" Old Charles muttered silently, but the old gentleman was getting older, and he no longer had the heart to compete with the young and strong knight. He touched his thinning hair sadly, lamenting the years.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, aggressively, the Duke came out with a cane and led his female companion.

"Oh, how are you? I don't recommend staying here any longer, Your Excellency, if you have nothing to ask, let's go back."

Old Charles was afraid that the Duke would get involved in this matter, which showed that the Red Knight would be disadvantageous. That humanoid would die if he died, and His Majesty the King would not blame him.

Could there be any hidden secrets?My old Charles couldn't be mistaken, that humanoid looked like a demon.

Hmph, the goddess will not bless the heretics in the birch forest.

Just let that idiot die.

The Duke's gloomy eyes swept slightly, and he nodded. His status and power determined that he treat people as he pleases.

Barry didn't say anything superfluous, he is a fair person, he resolutely executes orders, and he will not cheat for personal gain, but at the same time he has to take care of his team members, those boys are like wolves and tigers, and they can eat eight pieces of bread at a meal You can't let them train on an empty stomach.

Themis' funds will not be allocated to the law enforcement team, which is one of the conditions for the existence of the free city.

Andy learned what he wanted to know, and got into the leaving carriage with the Duke.

"What are you thinking?"

Along the way, Andy maintained a thoughtful look. The Duke was afraid that he would be too impulsive, and would even resent his indifference.

"Nothing." Andy responded with a smile, with a relaxed tone: "My work is done, what do you want me to do? I remember you wanted me to do a little favor."

The Duke nodded, but did not change the subject, but reminded: "I know you decided to help your friend, I appreciate your character, even if I hate or even think there is no need to rescue him, if you decide to help him, you'd better try Try to start with that witness."

He paused, and his tone was very low: "If necessary, I... can help, but this is me as your lord, not for anything else."

Andy came to a sudden: "You want me to bribe, don't you have other evidence?"

The Duke shook his head: "These are not important. You can't find other evidence, so you can't directly catch the murderer, and you can't clear his charges. There are three reasons why he was arrested. He is a humanoid, he is at the scene, and the knife is there In his hands, you may not be able to imagine Themis' attitude towards humanoids."

"Secondly, the priest obviously didn't know him, but he died inexplicably at his hands. If it was a pure accident, I am afraid no one would believe it. If you are so smart, how can you leave a handle?"

The Duke's eyes were calm and gloomy, and his cold tone was unhurried, without any extra emotional components: "I bet you will get nothing."

Andy looked straight at him. The Duke was uncomfortable with his gaze, and turned his gaze away. His slightly curled curly hair fell to the side of his ears, and his thin ears were like crescent moons.

He was wearing a shirt with a stand-up collar, and because his head was tilted, a little bit of his neck was exposed.

It's not a flawless appearance, the red scars are like scattered fish scales, tightly bound in the clothes, he noticed Andy's eyes, curled up slightly, as if trying to hide himself from sight.

That movement was sudden and calm as if it had never happened. The young gentleman pursed his lips, his eyes were downcast, and he was calm and almost indifferent.

Andy had almost forgotten why he could talk now.

People don't change suddenly, especially a person like him, who is born superior and has no worries about food and clothing, just like an antique in a window, the person holding him is trembling, walking on thin ice.

He was naive and stupid, and he was untouched, but someone caught the loophole, took him out of the window, and repaired it with a knife and an axe.

Andy would not think that the suffering he endured was justified just because he was born nobler than others. He almost forgot that this person crawled out of the mud by himself.

Even if that story sounds closer to mythology, he was betrayed and tortured, but he found a dragon and took revenge on everyone who hurt him, which sounds more legendary than legend.

What is there to be sad about, or to sympathize with?

Even if he was not considered a human being and was stripped of all his dignity naked, it seemed that as long as he got enough money, all the costs would be bearable.

Andy smiled self-deprecatingly. He looked back and said, "I can search from the source. If I want to, I will always find reasonable clues."

Seeing the stubborn and resolute expression on Andy's face, the Duke was dazed, and he sighed softly: "I'm afraid you don't have any extra time, the sentence has been handed down, and Themis didn't execute the criminals until autumn." habit."

Andy said, "I promised him."

Andy is not arrogant, he only does what he can and wants to do, and goes all out to do his best, although sometimes he may not succeed, and he may even fall miserably.

In the past, he didn't understand, so he didn't dare to speak out after his parents died. Later, he knew that he must use power to defeat power, and use evil to counter evil.

Andy thought he had seen the truth and wanted to be a bad guy through and through, but that way didn't work.

So Andy started all over again. He was used to seeing injustice, and he was also used to finding his own way out.

The Duke has no position to stop him, he neither approves nor affirms, the sea is surging in his green eyes, those painful things seem to not exist, or they are hidden too deep, turning into something like mud, the heart is stuck in it, you will feel Living is becoming more and more boring.

But a peaceful death cannot completely relieve him, and he will not be reconciled.

After a moment of silence, the young gentleman turned to other things: "Isa's little prince Roy has also come to Themis."

"What do you need me to do?"

This time the Duke was silent for a long time, tapping the small table with his thin and bony hands, without hesitation, but weighing, he was really asking for one thing, and his tone was no longer soft: "I need you to help me It's not difficult to find something and get it, but you can't do anything wrong, you can't do anything, you are smart enough, I need someone reliable enough to help me, I will take you to get acquainted with Roy."

Andy pushed his hat: "What?"

"Evely's notebook, I will tell you what that notebook looks like."

"Okay." Andy didn't hesitate.

At this time, the carriage stopped near Andy's mansion. It was not long before lunch. Andy looked out the window, lifted his skirt and got out of the carriage.

He stood where he was, waiting for the carriage to go away.

The Duke suddenly spoke, through a layer of tulle curtains, his expression was indifferent, but the sincerity in his words was still obvious: "Good luck to you, that guy too, he is lucky to have your friendship and help .”

He was referring to the matter of Dan, and Andy and the Duke looked at each other through the window, and couldn't read the darkness and gloom in his eyes.

"Goodbye," he whispered.

Andy held on to the car window, his lips were dry, and he seemed to have lost his language for a while, but fortunately, he didn't, his tongue was soft and flexible, but the words he spit out were dry: "Duke Austin, you don't have to envy others, You are your own salvation."

Listen, what nonsense is this.

The Duke lowered his eyes and did not answer. His green eyes looked at Andy calmly. He nodded, with a slight smile on his lips. Finally, the carriage kicked up and ran, carrying the young gentleman around the corner, and disappeared. not see.

Andy stood where he was, watching the direction the carriage was leaving. After a long while, he pushed his gauze cap and held his forehead strangely: "Am I sick?"

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Austin: When can I fall in love with him.

Author: You are talking! ! !

Austin: I never even held his hand.

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Austin: no confession

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Austin: no ambiguity

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Austin: Tell me the truth, are he and I half-brothers?

Author: Stop talking, I arrange, I arrange.