"How's little Phoebe doing lately? I heard that he stayed with you in Sunshine Valley for a while and did some interesting things?" The old man asked in a slow voice, squinting his eyes.
"Well, he has returned to the empire safely from Sunlight Valley, but it seems that he is not doing well at the moment." From what he meant, he probably didn't know much about Phoebe's current situation, so Han Shuo couldn't help but explain.
"What's going on?" The old man frowned and asked worriedly.
"Teacher, that's what happened." Lawrence spoke quickly, describing what happened first, and then said with a wry smile: "You also know that junior sister doesn't like to trouble people, and she never told me about this kind of thing.
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"This old guy Ashbourne is getting more and more arrogant. He knows that Phoebe is my disciple, but he still dares to be so presumptuous. It seems that I should talk to him." The old man looked angry and snorted softly.
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When Lawrence saw the old man getting angry, not only was he not anxious at all, but he showed a hint of joy and hurriedly said: "Teacher, you also know that my father's health is getting worse and worse. Now several of my brothers are preparing. The Duke is preparing for
Charles spared no effort, and if he dares to do this, he really does not give you face, teacher."
Han Shuo remained silent. He looked around the faces of the two of them with piercing eyes. He suddenly understood something in his heart, and then he became even more silent.
The old man chuckled lightly, looked at Lawrence thoughtfully, nodded and said: "I know it in my heart, okay, let's not talk about these things for today. Since you came to see me, did you bring some good wine?"
"Of course, I don't dare to disappoint you!" Lawrence laughed, took out a crystal-clear jade bottle, filled with blood-red wine, and handed it to him respectfully. "This is Cassie.
The specialty wine of a small town in the empire is called Hongrui Blood. Teacher, please try it."
Han Shuo knew that Lawrence's master must be a wine lover from the large amount of wine displayed in the hall where he was waiting. Now that he saw it, it turned out to be true.
With a thought in his heart, Han Shuo remembered the fine wine brewed by the dwarves in the Dark Forest. He thought for a moment and took out a bag of wine from the space ring. He handed it to him respectfully and said with a smile: "This bag of wine is made by the dwarves in the Dark Forest."
The brew may not be called very precious, but it is much stronger than some of the fine wines in the empire."
When Han Shuo said this, the old man looked at Han Shuo with interest, picked up the bag of wine, opened it, smelled it, and immediately nodded to Han Shuo with a smile and said: "He is a thoughtful boy, brewed by the dwarves.
The wine is naturally not bad, I can feel it just by smelling it."
He waved his hand. The old man took the wine handed over by Han Shuo and Lawrence and said, "Okay, Lawrence, I've taken note of your matter. You can leave. I'll drink first."
Han Shuo was surprised and didn’t know what was going on, but Lawrence glanced at Han Shuo and signaled Han Shuo not to ask so many questions and just leave with him.
Then, Lawrence took Han Shuo to the hall where Bolands was staying. When Bolands saw Han Shuo appearing, he stared at Han Shuo with gleaming eyes and said, "Can you tell me how you know how to use murderous intent?
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"This is a martial art I have practiced. I can't explain it to you. I'm sorry!" Of course, I couldn't tell him this kind of secret magic skill. Han Shuo answered frankly.
"Grandpa Bolands, we are leaving first. Please take care of the rose garden." When Lawrence passed Bolands, his steps suddenly became fast. It seemed that he was not used to the pungent smell of blood on Bolands.
"By the way, your name is Brian, right?" When Han Shuo and Lawrence were returning along the original route, Bollands suddenly asked.
After a slight pause, Han Shuo looked back at Bollands and politely replied: "Not bad!"
Nodding, Bolands twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "We will meet again, I like the smell of you, hehe, that evil aura!"
Han Shuo was stunned. Just when he was about to say something, he was dragged away by Lawrence. He disappeared in a few steps.
Under Lawrence's guidance, the two of them returned to the silent hall above along the original path. After taking a breath, Lawrence explained: "My master's name is Carolla Ascot. He has the strength of a sword master and serves the empire."
He has made outstanding contributions, has a very high reputation in the empire, and has direct access to the palace. My father trusts him very much. Although I am his apprentice, he has not made it clear that he will support me, which makes me very confused.
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Uh, but I know that he loves his junior sister Phoebe very much. Even this rose garden used to belong to Buster Trading Company because he had an old relationship with Phoebe's father. Due to some special reasons, after Phoebe's father died,
This rose garden was managed by my master, who then handed it over to me.
Grandpa Bolands used to be a famous killer, and old Lucky was his direct disciple. He followed my master for some reason. The smell of blood on his body is so strong, I think you can imagine that he has killed many people.
How many people. Whenever I get close to him, I always can't help but want to vomit, so I will stay away from him, otherwise if I really vomit, I think he will be very unhappy."
Although Lawrence is Carola's apprentice, perhaps because of his status as a prince, the focus of his studies is not on martial arts, but on various strategies and military talents. Therefore, his strength does not appear to be very superb. Facing a figure like Bolands
It is normal to feel some discomfort.
Although he had known that Master Phoebe must be extraordinary, after Lawrence confirmed his identity, Han Shuo was still shocked. As a member of the Dark Curtain, and Han Shuo's deliberate inquiring, he was now very familiar with some overt and covert situations in the empire.
With some understanding, it is natural that such a well-known figure as Carola Ascot has not been heard of.
Carola Ascot was born a commoner, but she was a genius. She graduated from the Babylonian Swordsman Academy with the fastest speed and the best results. She traveled across the continent as a senior swordsman and fought hundreds of battles in various countries.
His reputation rose, and when he returned to the Lancelot Empire, he already had the strength of a great swordsman.
Then he was invited by the previous emperor to teach as the dean of the Babylonian Swordsman Academy. When the war broke out in the Lancelot Empire, Carolla not only trained many talents for the empire, but also personally defeated several provocations from the enemy.
Strong.
At the peak of his reputation, he resigned as the dean of the Swordsman Academy and went to the deepest part of the Dark Forest to practice for ten years. When the empire was in danger of being invaded by the Cassi Empire, Corolla appeared with the strength of a sword master and killed three people in a row.
The great swordsman of the Cassi Empire boosted the morale of the Lancelot Empire, making the Lancelot Empire win that battle.
For many years to come, all the people of the empire, including His Majesty the King, regarded Carolla Ascot as the patron saint of the Lancelot Empire. Although he did not have a formal position, he could influence His Majesty the King's decisions.
, several of his direct disciples joined politics or the military, and instead gained great power.
"It's him, no wonder!" Han Shuo couldn't help but exclaimed after running through these messages in his mind.
"I brought you to see him this time just to let him get to know you. As long as you leave a good impression on him and let him say a few nice words in front of my father, your day of rapid success will not be far away." Lawrence said.
Look carefully and speak sincerely.
"I understand what you mean." Han Shuo nodded with a smile.
"Let's go. The business is done. Now I'll take you to have some fun." Seeing that Han Shuo understood, Lawrence said nothing more and dragged Han Shuo away from this quiet and unattended place to the bustling Rose Garden, which was full of people.
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"Master Lawrence, do you need a separate room?" A middle-aged man wearing a well-fitting butler's uniform, who was probably the person in charge of the rose garden, asked with a smile after seeing Lawrence.
"Of course, it's the room I often ask for. Help me arrange the best service so that my friend can enjoy himself to the fullest." Lawrence gave the order boldly.
Suddenly, Lawrence's expression changed and he looked in the direction behind Han Shuo. His originally cheerful expression showed murderous intent.
"Hi, Lawrence, I'm so happy to meet you." A voice said hello suddenly from behind Han Shuo, sounding full of joy.
Turning around, Han Shuo saw a richly dressed young man in his mid-twenties, probably in his mid-twenties, walking over with several pleasure seekers who could tell from a glance that they were of noble birth. This young man was slightly taller than Lawrence.
He has a handsome and tough appearance, and has the awe-inspiring aura of a superior when he walks.
The pleasure seekers around him were obviously headed by him. They looked at him with a flattering smile on their faces and bowed slightly, which further highlighted his noble status. "Hmph, I don't want to see you.
"Lawrence's face didn't look very good, and he looked at this person coldly and said.
"Hey, Lawrence, you are becoming more and more rude now. According to the rules of the empire, you should at least greet me when you see me, right?" This tall and strong young man looked at Lawrence teasingly and said with a smile.
His cheeks trembled, Lawrence first glared at this person hatefully, and then said helplessly: "I have met His Royal Highness." www.ptwxz.com