The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

"You are very beautiful."

Yaris smiled and said, his eyes were full of affection, he stared at Princess Nali's face, and complimented gracefully: "If I didn't know clearly that you are the Princess of our country, I'm afraid I would think that the one in front of me is Venus Woolen cloth."

Princess Nali smiled slightly, "You really know how to please people."

She slowly stood up from a huge container filled with thick green liquid, exposing her body without any scruples.She is indeed beautiful. Since that day, she has become more and more beautiful. Today, her beauty can be regarded as unparalleled.

However, she changed from her previous flamboyant style and became very low-key, as if she had no interest in showing off her beauty to others.

Yaris did not avoid his gaze, but there was no evil or desire in his eyes, he just looked at it very normally, as if standing in front of him was a beautiful sculpture rather than a living beauty.

He stepped forward, helped Princess Nali out, and took a large soft towel from the hanger next to her and put it on Princess Nali's back. After doing all this, he took two steps back and continued to calm down. staring at each other.

Princess Nali deftly transformed the big towel into a beautiful dress, and tied a knot at the waist with a ribbon, "I'm going to see the master first."

She smiled very happily and said briskly: "I saw some interesting things today, the master will definitely like it."

Yaris also laughed, and nodded: "Things will definitely go as you wish."

As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes. He took off all the clothes on his body and stepped into the huge container that Princess Nali had just stepped out of. He lay down on his back and was immediately buried by the green liquid.

Princess Nali walked up the spiral staircase familiarly. Soon, she pushed open a door. Behind the door was a very comfortably furnished small living room. A person in a robe was carrying a The door stood in front of the bed, looking like he was admiring some scenery.

Princess Nali knocked on the door three times, and the man turned around, the overly long hood covered most of his face, only a particularly pale chin was exposed.

His lips were so red that it looked like he was about to bleed in the next second. Princess Nali couldn't see his expression, so she lowered her head respectfully: "Master."

"come over."

The man in the robe spoke indifferently, but Princess Nali didn't feel wrong at all, she even blushed happily, and she walked up to the man lightly, "Dear master, you will be very satisfied with what I saw today something."

The man didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and unscrewed Princess Nali's head like a bottle of jam. The off-white soft body was exposed to the air. Princess Nali felt her scalp was a little cold, but It didn't matter, she knelt down obediently in front of an easy chair.The man sat comfortably on the large soft chair, stretching out his pale hand to cover the mass.

Under the hood, he closed his eyes comfortably.

The scene that once appeared in Celeste's dream reappeared in the man's mind. He looked at the vigorous young man from the perspective of a bystander, and his lips, which were always in a straight line, were slightly bent.

...It's so cute, he never thought that his unsmiling and stern mentor could be so innocent and cute.

It's a pity that those beautiful night scenes were artificially erased, the man sneered silently, and said to himself: "Why are you so stingy?"

An afternoon passed quickly, the man withdrew his hand and closed Princess Nali's head again.

"Master, why don't you let us spread the gospel?"

Princess Nali asked puzzledly, she was still kneeling on the ground, looking up at her unfathomable master, "Yaris and I are always ready to serve you."

"No, not St. Peter."

The man spoke softly, and he said with a half-smile: "After all, this is the teacher's country."

"I have very, very, very high respect for mentors."

He repeated "very" several times in a row, as if he was deliberately emphasizing something.But after a while, he regained his silence, "Okay, you can go."

At this time, the setting sun had dyed everything outside the window with a layer of golden light. The man walked to the window and looked in the direction of the Os Empire from a distance.

——My dear tutor, are you all right now?

——I don’t know if you are tired of that idiot who follows you?

It is very stupid to pin the future on illusory foreign things, and it is even more hopelessly stupid to abandon everything and believe in some gods and miracles.

Celeste thought so in his heart, he looked down on the behavior of these people in the Os Empire, but at the same time, he felt that it was very good for the St. Peter Empire that the upper class of the Os Empire indulged in miracles .

After getting the truth from Escrit, Celeste pondered for a day, and then he decided to seize this wonderful opportunity.He showed unparalleled enthusiasm and devoted himself to various banquets.Sometimes he has to go to several shows in one day. He is in various banquets, as long as he can spare time, he will not miss any banquet or salon.

Escrit is his admission ticket. Sometimes, when Celeste is going to a banquet for which he has not received an invitation, he will push Escrit to the front before entering the door, and others will show the invitation. When, he showed Escrit.

...Also, I have to say that Escrit is very easy to use. Usually after he shows Escrit, the host will welcome him in with great enthusiasm, and never mention that he doesn't have an invitation.

Celeste rushed to various banquets as if rushing to the market. He spoke elegantly and his appearance was impeccable. He quickly won the favor of most "upper nobles". I don't feel scared or embarrassed at all.

Such behavior can be said to be very disrespectful. Celeste would never do such a thing before, but now the situation is special, facing a group of inhuman things, isn't it ridiculous to talk about being rude or not?

He was not so blatant at the beginning, but after attending a few banquets, he discovered that although these things were not the nobles themselves, they had the memories and some habits of those nobles.It's just that they are not as smart as those nobles, and they don't have human emotions. They only do things mechanically according to their "character" and "habit".

After several tentative clichés, Hillest gradually let go of his hands and feet. He used clichés to those "nobles" who controlled the Os Empire in one banquet after another. They were not smart, so Hille Ster only needs to use some clever words to achieve his goal. They have no emotion, which means that they will not feel annoyed after being clichéd, nor will they have the so-called sense of crisis.

Coupled with the fact that Celeste learned from Escrit that the real nobles and their memories are not connected, Celeste is even more relaxed.

However, just in case, the method he used was roundabout. Even if the nobles felt that there was something wrong, they couldn't blame him, let alone use it to attack St. Peter.

Celeste got off the carriage and yawned sleepily.

He had just attended a ball. At the ball, he didn't dance, but drank several glasses of wine. Although they were all fruit wine, Celeste also felt a little dizzy.

"You have worked very hard these days."

Escrit helped him out of the carriage, and said bluntly, Celeste had completely neglected him during this time, and the only thing he could think of was the "invitation card", and Escrit was very willing when he acted as the invitation card , but the dissatisfaction when he was left out by Celeste was also very obvious.

"Honey, you know I'm in business."

Celeste kissed Escrit very perfunctorily, then he narrowed his eyes and opened his hands in Escrit's direction: "Come on, carry me in."

His fair face was flushed red from the wine, his lips were slightly moist, and there was a scent of grapes when he spoke. Escrito looked at him, sighed invisibly, and hugged his little master obediently stand up.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Celeste didn't immediately lie down on the bed to rest, although he really wanted to rest now.He sat down at the table, Escrit lit the lamp for him, Celeste took out a thick book with a hard cover, spread it out, took a quill and dipped it in water, and then began to read. What is written on it.

He has written quite a lot. This is the information he got from people with different identities. He recorded everyone's words very objectively, and then verified each other, and finally came to a basically correct conclusion.

Celeste has basically figured out the military deployment of the Aussie Empire, the tax situation of each city, and the factional struggles within the Aussie Empire, and has gained a lot.

However, he didn't blindly think that his speculation was correct. He still recorded the words and deeds of those people as always, waiting to go back and study with Noyce.

"I didn't expect that the current queen of Oss is actually the secret mistress of the Duke of Moran..." Hillest muttered, "It's no wonder that although the Duke of Moran supports the crown prince, he always hinders him... Well, after all, the prince Not the son of the current queen..."

He said so, but what he wrote was:

On the evening of the 23rd, I attended the Countess of Rhodes's banquet, and chatted with the Countess at the banquet. The Countess said: The Duke of Moran and the current Queen of Oss are close friends, and they have a very deep and pure friendship (the Countess smiled and winked. blink), they grew up together in Talan City and supported each other until now, which is very enviable.

(At the same time, a woman with a veil appeared at the banquet. She danced three songs with Duke Moran and left in a hurry. She was wearing a light blue dress, which was given to Oss by the St. Peter Empire One of the "gifts" of the empire, called the Starlight Dress, according to Noyce, was given to the queen by the King of Oss on the spot)

"Sure enough, it's not a real person." Celeste thought, "If it was a real queen, she would never show such a big flaw."

The career-minded Duke has been busy for a long time. After he finally wrote down all the things that should be recorded, he closed the thick pages of the book, threw away the quill that was about to be bald, and stood up wearily.

Escrito went out to make tea for him, and there was no one around. Celeste stretched his body indecently. Just as he was about to blow out the candles on the table, the desk that had been cleaned up was very abrupt. A letter appeared.

The pure white envelope was sealed with wax varnish, and the seal on the wax varnish was very weird. The pattern looked like a skeleton holding a half-withered rose.In addition, there is no address on the letter, and there is no name of the person who wrote the letter, only a letter in a cursive script:

The author has something to say: The game that the scumbag author played is "BioShock", wife, wife, it's so fun!The city in the sky illuminated by the afternoon sun, that scene blows me away!I bought it a few months ago when Steam was on sale, and I haven’t moved it. I didn’t expect it to be so fun!so fun!

...But there is also a bad thing. Every time I play, the scumbag's notebook seems to be "buzzing" as if it is about to take off.

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Andy20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!