On the central rooftop of Windsor Castle, there is a mysterious and crystal-clear greenhouse, which is the "Glass Garden" famous throughout Kent.
It is said that every piece of crystal glass used to build this greenhouse was carefully smelted by goblin craftsmen in Brakada, and then transported to the mainland of Erathia via remote and dangerous trade routes. It took a total of two years to complete the construction.
.Among them, the loss of the glass itself during transportation is as high as 60%, not to mention the escort fees that are almost astonishingly high. Therefore, someone secretly estimated the price of Liuli Garden, and the result was
If you want to copy the same glass flower house, the cost is enough to bankrupt a knight.
However, except for Mathil himself and Viscount Salk who was occasionally allowed to visit, no one else could set foot in this mysterious place. Even the servants of the Salk family were not allowed to enter.
, and Mathil herself takes care of all the greenhouse affairs.
Now, Moriarty was led to the rooftop by the maid.
With just a respectful bow, the maid who had completed her task quickly left, not even forgetting to gently close the small entrance door before leaving.
Looking at the glass garden, which was as flawless and clean as a crystal palace under the moonlight, Moriarty suddenly had the illusion that the mysterious flower house in front of him was really the quiet residence of the moon god in the human world. For some reason, he stopped hesitantly.
Not moving forward.
"What? You gave me the garden, but you don't recognize it anymore? Morty."
At this time, a shadowy figure appeared in the garden. It was Mathil wearing a purple cloak.
"Haha, is it still what you want?" Seeing the woman appear, Moriarty calmed down and walked towards her with a smile.
"Of course I like it." She glanced at the approaching man again, but Mathil withdrew her gaze and stared at the delicate rose bush in front of her: "I like everything you gave me."
"Why are you so stupid, Mattie?"
Seeing the look of loneliness and self-harm on Salk Pearl's face, Moriarty couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.
At the Ensberg family's dinner a few years ago, Moriarty had actually made it clear to her that she hoped they could still be friends. At that time, Mathiere abandoned the table in grief, causing speculation among other nobles.
.But after Moriarty returned to Bracada, Salk Pearl's letters came as usual as if nothing had happened, chatting with him about all kinds of interesting things, back and forth.
News. In this regard, Moriarty thought about refusing to reply to the letter several times. But in the end, she still refused. Later, when Mathil mentioned in the letter that the magic rose given to her was wilted due to lack of light. Moriarty
Even less had the arrogance to directly order a complete set of crystal glass greenhouses from the Goblin Chamber of Commerce in the south, and shipped them back to Kent in batches through the channels of the Doro Chamber of Commerce. Even though there were serious losses due to bumps and other reasons on the way, Moria
Ti also insisted on placing additional orders to make up for all the consumable parts before giving up.
"I'm not stupid, I'm just crazy about love."
Mathil raised her head and looked into the man's eyes with a smile, but a pair of clear tears fell from her own eyes.
The glazed garden and the magic necklace were all useless in her opinion. Only the person in front of her was the knot in her heart that she could not forget day and night.
"Mattie..."
Just like the dewdrops on the petals. Moriarty looked at the tears sliding down the woman's white cheeks and wanted to reach out to touch them away, but his hand stopped in mid-air.
"boom!"
Suddenly, clusters of red flames flew up in the distant sky, and then fell on the top of Windsor Castle like meteors. The roar splashed with a shower of sparks, which looked charming and deadly in the night. It was the devil attacking the city again.
.
When he heard the explosion of the fireball, Mathil suddenly trembled slightly, as if he was frightened by the terrifying demonic spell.
Looking at the thin figure helpless among the flowers, as lonely as a lotus in the wind, Moriarty could no longer suppress the pity in his heart and gently held the woman in his arms.
"Morty..."
As if she felt the long-lost warmth, and as if her deepest dream had resurfaced before her eyes, Mathil leaned tightly against the man's chest. She whispered the man's name over and over again, as if calling and confirming.
He gently put his hands around the woman's waist, and felt a hazy fragrance to his nose. Moriarty, who was once determined, lost his way without knowing it.
In this way, like the closest lovers, Mathilde and Moriarty cuddled up to each other in the glass garden. A charming scent gradually became stronger in the flower room like aging wine in a bottle.
I don't know how long it took, but Mathil suddenly broke away from the other party's arms with a gentle force. Then under the man's gaze, she quietly took two steps back, and then gently pulled the silk ribbon of the cloak on her chest.
"Wow!"
Like an ethereal fish that has shed its muddy algae, the purple cloak fell to the ground gently without any hindrance, revealing a beautiful female body.
Under the moonlight, the jade-like female body slightly exudes a holy brilliance. Under the wavy curves, the white reflection of the skin and the shadow particles composed of hair are in opposition and unity, making people love you and almost want to be condescending to you.
Don't want to give birth to the slightest blasphemy.
Outside the window, the night is like ink, the moonlight is like water, and a little bit of flying fire is shining like fireworks.
In this transparent crystal flower room, Mathil transformed into the legendary pure and flawless flower elf, trembling slightly as she looked at the beloved man a few steps away.
Waiting, to be loved, or, desperate.
Finally, after a moment of torturous silence, the man in front of him gently opened his arms. Then, Mathil flew into the other man's arms again, laughing and crying...
And in the sky above the Glazed Garden, at this moment, a light blue transparent figure suddenly shrugged helplessly, and then after a blur like water waves, the figure completely disappeared.
Two hours later, Moriarty and Mathil walked out of the greenhouse hand in hand. At this time, the woman had tied her purple cloak again, leaving no gaps exposed. Only her red cheeks still had a hint of spring-
mark.
"Morty, love you!"
Holding the man's hand, Mathil murmured in a low voice, then stood on tiptoes and kissed his face gently as if she was extremely reluctant to leave.
"I love you too, Mattie."
Looking at Mathil who had just given everything to him, Moriarty looked at the woman tenderly and said in a deep voice. Since he really couldn't let go of her, Moriarty would no longer run away.
"The Viscount is probably not asleep yet. I'm going to talk to him." Moriarty said directly, smiling at Salk Pearl again.
"Morty..." Upon hearing these words, a flowery smile immediately bloomed on Matil's face, but it quickly faded, replaced by worry and shame: "I will go with you to see your father.
"
"No, you should go back to your room and rest first. You were tired just now." Moriarty shook his head and smiled again.
"Morty!"
Hearing that the other party mentioned the love affair in the flower room again, Mathil immediately became shy. Looking back now, she also felt a little incredible. She had the courage to take the initiative to have sex with Moriarty several times. All the joys in the process
It was really hard to describe, and even Mathil felt that she was just like a slut in her wild love.
"Okay, I like it. I like how you were so...'cute' just now." As if he was afraid of really annoying the thin-faced Salk Pearl, Moriarty stopped teasing and praised seriously.
"Well... I just love you... Morty... I love you..."
She really fell in love with the man in front of her. Under his praise and teasing, Mathil felt that there was mud under her body again, and her cheeks turned red again.
Finally, Moriarty did not continue teasing her, but tightened her cloak tightly, and they both stepped off the rooftop.
After that, Moriarty sent Mathil back to his room, where he had a personal maid to bathe and change clothes. Then, he was led by another servant to Viscount Salk.
The old man was also a little surprised by Moriarty's visit late at night. Before he could change out of the armor he had just returned from the city, he welcomed him into his living room. Then at Moriarty's request, all the servants withdrew.
Go out and close the hall door tightly.
In the next hour, the servants waiting outside the door heard the Viscount's angry roar several times, as well as the sound of banging and banging. However, they had already been under strict orders and did not dare to open the hall door privately to pry.
At this point, the head steward even hurriedly invited the chief steward of Windsor Castle to respond. However, the old butler who had just come over from Miss Mathile turned a deaf ear to the unusual movements and noises in the living room. Instead, he smiled and looked after a few people.
The servants were waiting outside and were not allowed to act rashly.
Finally, the hall door, which had been closed for a long time, was slowly opened from the inside. Several servants who had been trembling with fear until now immediately stood respectfully, with their eyes lowered and not daring to visit at all.
"Haha, Morty, it's settled! It's war time right now. It's indeed a little inconvenient. But once the demons are driven out of the kingdom, the formal ceremony must be carried out as soon as possible!" Amid a burst of laughter, Viscount Salk took the lead.
When he walked out of the living room, there was no trace of anger on his face, but instead he looked extremely happy.
"Yes, Lord Viscount, I will be well prepared."
In comparison, Moriarty seemed much more embarrassed than before entering the living room. Not only was his robe damaged in many places, but there was even an obvious bruise on the corner of his mouth, as if he had just been severely beaten.
Faced with such a strange scene, the servants on both sides did not dare to have any other reaction except hanging their heads lower.
After Moriarty left, Viscount Salk went directly to Mathiere's room. At this time, Salk Pearl had finished dressing up, put on a nightgown and leaned on the velvet bed in a daze, silent. Only the hair on her cheek
Her blush was still beautiful, and the waves in her eyes were softer, as if they could drip water.
"Mattie...Oh! Are you satisfied now? Why bother?"
Walking into the bedroom, looking at his daughter who looked happy, the smile on the old man's face had long since disappeared, replaced by a long sigh.
"Father, are you fighting?"
Without answering the Viscount's question, Mathil raised her eyes and smiled interestingly.
"I beat him up!" Seeing his daughter's naughty smile, Viscount Salk nodded and admitted like a helpless old man: "But this kid is not bad at all. In addition to the mid-level mage, I didn't expect him to have other skills.
The strength of a fourth-level warrior is enough to withstand a beating."
"Oh, if only it was like this!" After hearing this, the Viscount couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at his beloved daughter: "Mattie, are you really willing to 'share' your husband with other women?
"
"Share?" Mathil lowered her eyes, her white cheeks as calm as a baby: "I only know that I love him..." p
