Invade the white dove

Before his heart beat out of his chest, Julius stood up abruptly.

His eyes swept randomly around the room.

There was a big bed in the middle of the rest room, and two sets of black casual clothes were neatly stacked on the wooden cabinet beside the bed. They were the same style and size, only the shirts were different in color.He didn't even look at it, grabbed the red suit and almost escaped behind the screen.

Julius quickly took off the clothes that were still dripping, and put on a dark red collared shirt, tight breeches, then a cropped waistcoat cut to fit a tight waist, and a black velvet jacket.

He buttoned his coat up to his chin, and the stiff stand-up collar tightened around his neck.Although the color of the clothes bears the typical characteristics of Garman, it is a common clothing standard for the nobles of Odong. It is thick, solemn, and restrained, and can withstand the cold wind in autumn and winter. It also makes him truly feel that he is standing on the land of Odong once again. superior.

And his breathing gradually stabilized in the process.

Finally, Julius put on the leather gloves and looked at himself in the mirror, which was tightly wrapped.

He was relieved to finally no longer have to wear the casual clothes of Stani City that exposed his arms and neck.

There was a rustling sound from behind, and the screen used to cover the body was pushed down, and another familiar figure immediately appeared in the mirror that originally only reflected Julius.

Sotilia was standing behind him, with his clothes loosely draped over his shoulders, revealing half of his chest, and he was concentrating on looking at him in the mirror.

His eyes are like water.

"You recovered." Ulis said.

Sotiria quickly withdrew his gaze, frowned, and shook off another royal blue silk shirt in a serious manner: "Odong's clothes are too complicated. There is a vest on top of the shirt, and a belt on the vest. I really don't understand How did you dress yourself..."

lame excuse.

Julius pursed his lips and tried to suppress his smile. Through the mirror, he watched Sotiria button up his clothes one by one, and finally stopped at the second button on his chest.

The collar was half open, revealing the faint edge of the seal of the contract just right.

"Sotiria, you should..." Just as he was about to correct Sotiria's way of dressing, there was a rhythmic knocking sound from the closed wooden door.

"My lord, Mr. Governor has brought over the prisoners who instigated the riot according to your instructions." Hassan reported in a foreign briefing.

During the five hours waiting for the soldiers to cross the river, Julis issued three orders in succession:

First, bring the main person of the riot out of the dungeon, and he will interrogate himself;

Second, all the cavalry temporarily camped in the ruins of White Pigeon Castle, waiting to be dispatched;

Third, requisition the city hall as the lord's temporary residence, and other unrelated people get out of the city hall.

When he said "it doesn't matter to anyone", he glanced at the governor from the corner of his eye, and the latter immediately nodded and bowed, promising to "provide the best living conditions for the lord".

It seems that after five hours, the governor finally completed the first thing he asked.

Yulis was about to tell Sotiria to wait for him here, but Mr. Cavalier, who was clumsily picking up his clothes a second ago, was already dressed meticulously the moment he turned his head, with a scarlet bronzing ermine on his left arm Leather cloak, smiling at him.

"..." Julius opened his mouth.

He should have known that the flustered appearance just now was just a fake.

The architecture of Erdu advocates simplicity and solidity, but the people of Odong have continued the old world's pursuit of complexity and magnificence in terms of clothing.And according to Mr. Knight's speech and knowledge, Julius had already determined that Sotiria must have been at least a nobleman during his lifetime.

How could he not know how to wear clothes?

cunning!

Sotiria seemed completely unaware of Julis' slander, shook his hands, tied the cloak on him with his own hands, smiled and blinked: "It's time to let the governor know who is the master here."

After speaking, the "Devil Sabol" with sharp canine teeth and a fluffy tail appeared in front of Julis again.

The wooden door was pushed open by an invisible force.

Yulis shook his head first, put his right hand on the arm that Sotiria offered, and lightly held the hilt of the rusty sword with his left hand, raised his chin slightly, and took a step forward.

The floor-sweeping cloak trailed behind him, rustling.The shiny cowhide boots made a crisp clicking sound when they stepped on the marble floor.

Step on the governor's heart step by step.

"My lord..." The governor posted it tremblingly, but stopped in place after seeing the fierce eyes of the demon.

Pointing to the two stinking prisoners being escorted by the guards, he carefully explained: "You must have understood the whole story beforehand. His Majesty the King wants to build a new palace on the ruins of the castle, so the ruins of the previous one must be destroyed." Push it down. The subordinates recruited these slaves originally to give them some work, but who would have thought that they didn't know what to do, and they called for a strike after only a few days of work..."

Julis leaned against the soft back of the four-legged wooden stool that Hassan had brought over, and tapped his fingertips on the arms.

His gaze skipped over the gray-haired old man on the left, and stopped for a moment on another sturdy prisoner: "What was dug out under the tower of White Dove Castle?"

The two prisoners, whose eyes were originally dull, trembled at the same time when they heard the word "tower".The old man among them trembled violently.

"Bones, bones... this is a curse! God's curse!" The old man suddenly raised his head, raised his hands, and the iron chains on his wrists rattled, "Curse!"

His dry and hoarse voice echoed in the hall for a long time.

A whip sound interrupted the old man's crying.

"My lord, please forgive me, these stupid slaves..." The governor flicked the whip, and then slapped the old man's bony back several times, "These stupid pigs who don't have a long memory, it seems that I haven't taught you enough lessons !"

The old man's body twitched, his eyes turned white, and he was about to pass out.

With a dull bang, Julis slammed his fist on the armrest: "Is it me asking, or you?"

The fat on the governor's face also trembled, and the whip fell to the ground with a snap, scalding the ground with blood.

Julis stood up, kicked the governor who was lying on the ground begging for mercy, and walked to the two prisoners.

He smelled the fishy smell of feces.

Sure enough, after the soldiers lifted the old man up, the prisoner's crotch was already wet.People will become incontinent before death, and the old man's breathing becomes more and more rapid, and he is about to die.

"What bone, what is God's curse? Why are you so afraid?" Julius asked anxiously.

The old man laughed ho ho.

Yulis rushed to him: "Tell me, did you really find the bones under the tower?"

Julius' red hair was reflected in the old man's cloudy eyes, and the muscles on his face suddenly twitched rapidly.Julis thought that he would be like everyone else, yelling that the devil go back to hell before dying, but a syllable that Julis was completely unfamiliar finally rolled out of the old man's throat:

"Hessiam..."

The old man's head drooped down suddenly, and there was a smile that hadn't disappeared on the corner of his lips.