Duke Swice Hepburn is a dedicated and meticulous person with a strong sense of responsibility, and he never fails to do things. Once he decides to train someone to become a military talent, he will always work hard towards this goal.
So that night, the lights in the study room of the Duke's Mansion stayed on all night, and no one knew what the Duke was doing there. But early the next morning, the Duke in casual clothes went to the guest room in person and arrested the sleeping Crazy Wolf.
——The poor Mad Wolf was holding a smooth and soft body, looking contented.
"As an excellent nobleman, you must have good living habits and cannot neglect exercise." While asking the maid to put on the casual clothes for morning exercise on Lord Crazy Wolf, Duke Swice instilled the correct sense of nobility into Lord Crazy Wolf.
"Elegance is just the business card of aristocrats, tenacity and unyielding are the essence of aristocrats, pride and fearlessness are the bones of aristocrats, enthusiasm and unrestrained enthusiasm are the blood of aristocrats, wise eyes, calm character and pure faith are the basic characteristics of a nobleman... You are here
Do you listen?"
After talking for a long time and not hearing anyone's complaint, the Duke turned his head in confusion and found that someone had fallen asleep leaning on the jade screen. The maid also looked helpless. So the Duke stepped forward directly and pulled the
He held someone's ear out of the room, because the Duke knew that early in the morning and morning were usually the times when Mad Wolf's brain was slowest, and he had to hurry up if he wanted to correct him.
"No..." screams kept coming from the back garden, "I came to this colorful world just to be happy..."
After a series of aristocratic morning exercises, it was finally breakfast time. The dull-eyed Mad Wolf took a bath in a daze, and was put on a demon noble dress in a daze, and sat down at the dining table. Although he
The whole person's eyes and even expression were confused, but the rare formal dress made Mrs. Lyons at the same table feel bright.
After the messy long golden hair was carefully combed, the clear-cut facial features became obvious. Every part, whether viewed separately or together, looked so suitable. Especially now that Mr. Asa doesn't make grimaces, he also
Without deliberately pretending to be a rude middle-aged down-and-out man, the original temperament of the whole person gradually emerged. Coupled with the tailored dress, Mrs. Lyons couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
He is indeed a born noble! Even after thousands of years, no matter how much he wants to forget, his innate characteristics will not fade away.
"Are you surprised, Mother, to see Mr. Asa like this?" Duke Swice turned slightly sideways and spoke to his mother in a low voice, with a rare look of narrow-mindedness on his face, "Do you want to see me?"
Mr. Sa’s other performances?”
Mrs. Lyons was very interested, but her eyes were a little suspicious. After all, Mr. Asa played around with her son yesterday.
"It doesn't matter, the morning time belongs to me." After saying this confidently to his mother, Duke Swice turned to look at Mr. Asa, whose hand holding the wine glass had not moved for a long time.
"Sir Asa, we have just received news that the bank where you bought the gold tickets had a fire last night, and all the gold ticket stubs were burned... the situation is very critical."
"I don't know anything." Someone replied with a confused look on his face, "I wasn't the one who started the fire..."
"That's not the problem." Duke Swiss made a "lower voice" gesture to his laughing mother, and then said: "The problem is that all your golden tickets are now scrapped, which means that you are now penniless.
Already bankrupt..."
"Don't be afraid." Someone's head gradually tilted to one side, "Just dig up any rock and you'll be rich..."
"But Your Excellency, you dug up all the treasures within a thousand miles a year ago." Duke Swiss took a sip of the aperitif fruit wine with great enjoyment, "and there is no business around here, and our food reserves are gone.
Now, what about lunch and dinner?”
"Ah! Nothing, nothing?" Half asleep, someone finally turned his head, with a melancholy look in his eyes. After pondering for a long time, he replied faintly, "Then, it would be better to have more breakfast...
…”
Several maids were holding their stomachs and laughing so hard that their delicate bodies were trembling. Mrs. Lyons suppressed her laughter while reaching out and patting her son on the shoulder, scolding him for playing too much - but...
Mrs. Lyons was also very happy to see her son, a duke, change his usual stoic habit. The smile in her eyes didn't look like she was angry.
"No, your laughter is too loud. He is about to wake up. The last part of the game has begun. Please be more serious." After explaining everything, Duke Swice cleared his throat, put the wine glass to his lips, and then whispered
A cry: "Assassin!"
Hearing this "warning", Mr. Crazy Wolf opened his eyes in a dazed state, and his eyes suddenly became clear and sharp. He put one hand on the table and flew into the air. Then he turned back and fell steadily.
Falling at the door - when everything stopped, Mr. Mad Wolf was in a half-crouched position, with his head slightly lowered, his sharp eyes constantly looking around every corner of the restaurant, his hands folded in front of his chest, and the knife in his left hand.
Fork with your right hand, and there is half a piece of ham on the fork...
Everyone in the restaurant looked at Mr. Crazy Wolf with blank expressions. Only Duke Swice drank his wine indifferently. After a long time, the embarrassed Mr. Crazy Wolf cautiously asked the Duke, "What's the situation now...
?”
"Of course, Your Excellency fell asleep while eating breakfast again and had a nightmare." Duke Swice put down the wine glass in his hand and explained everything in a calm tone, "But this time it's not bad, at least you didn't
Soak your hair in vegetable soup while sleeping..."
"Is that so?" Mr. Crazy Wolf looked at the Duke in confusion, "I think I heard someone calling an assassin."
"Do you think someone would do this in this restaurant?" Duke Swice still looked at Mr. Crazy Wolf calmly. When an honest man is determined to pretend to be innocent, no one can see the flaw, "Your Excellency
Are you doubting me?"
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, you can have breakfast!" Mrs. Lyons waved Mr. Crazy Wolf to come and sit down, and gently reminded Mr. Crazy Wolf of a big event he had to do today, "The reception will definitely be at dinner.
It was held later, and the invitation was issued in the name of Siwes. And the evening is the most energetic time of the day for Mr. Asa, so make up your mind to socialize with the ladies of the imperial capital from today on! Don't do anything too weird.
Maybe you will meet a girl you like!"
It's just a few love letters! Does it cost so much? Mr. Crazy Wolf showed an indifferent expression on his face.
"This is a prudent duel! Earl Hernan has worked hard to win the duel and paid a heavy price." Seeing the absent-minded look on Mr. Crazy Wolf's face, Mrs. Lyons smiled, "Earl Hernan
After wholeheartedly fighting you, sir, I suffered a setback last night, but I still didn’t give up. Frankly speaking, Count Hernan’s hope of winning against you, sir, is very slim, but the more this happens, the more hard work he has put in.
The more valuable it makes me feel. Because it represents a spirit, the human spirit of hard work and enterprising spirit. Without this spirit, human beings would not have achieved today's achievements, and they would be no different from wild beasts."
What Mrs. Lyons is talking about now is the most orthodox and pure aristocratic thought, although it has been spurned and forgotten by the vast majority of nobles. But when he first came into contact with the traditional thoughts of the demonic nobles, Cohen couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he heard it, because
He had never thought that there were people like this in the Demon Alliance, and that such thoughts existed. The actions of the nobles he had seen in the past were really too filthy and despicable.
"As for Mr. Asa, I have never doubted that you will win, because you are very good, and I also know that you will use various methods to make the duel process easier. But" Mrs. Lyons smiled and drank a light glass of water.
He pushed the drink to Cohen, "Facing such a serious person, facing such an unrepentant sacrifice, Mr. Asa, you should get serious and fight the duel at your best. This is what a noble should do -
—Don’t be afraid of your opponent’s strength, let alone be arrogant because of your opponent’s weakness. Give your opponent the necessary respect not for others, but for yourself. Nobles should be like this, and emperors should be like this.”
I know that what Mrs. Lyons said is reasonable, but Cohen's nature of refusing to admit defeat makes him a little unwilling. "This kind of spirit is good, but that Count Hernan..."
"Mr. Asa is right. I also think that Count Henan did not realize that his behavior was in line with this spirit, nor did he see it so far. He was probably just holding back his bad breath and insisted on deciding the outcome with you.
No, once you lose, you might still cry." Interrupting Cohen's complaint, the smile in Mrs. Lyons's eyes became even wider, "But if we investigate further, where does the human spirit come from? No.
Did it sprout out of these small subconscious behaviors? No one is born righteous, and no one does not make mistakes. Even if it is a small sprout, it is worthy of our attention."
Cohen sighed secretly, feeling very touched in his heart. It was right to think about it. People like Siwes could not be educated by ordinary mothers. On the other hand, he also thought about the war that would be launched with the Demon Alliance in the future. For the first time, he thought
Some contradictory emotions - but the arrow has to be fired. On the dividing line between gods and demons, the drums of the seventh attack have already sounded!
Seeing Cohen's expression, Mrs. Lyons thought "Mr. Asa" was carefully considering her words. How could she have imagined that the "slightly wild" aristocratic young man sitting in front of her at this moment was thinking about the future?
How can we command an army to conquer the demonic land... If Mrs. Lyons could see through all this, she would probably immediately pull out a dagger and kill him with one blow.
"What do you think? Is it worth considering such a small thing?" Seeing Cohen's long consideration, Duke Swice, who was sitting next to him, leaned over and said, "Is our breakfast so hard to swallow?"
"No! This breakfast is pretty good." Cohen took the glass of drink, looked at the mother and son, and replied seriously: "Anyway, it's rare for me to be serious for once, so I'll just accept everyone's suggestions."
"In this case, exercise after breakfast is essential!" Duke Swice struck while the iron was hot, "There is already a brand-new course waiting for you - you will definitely be interested."
Breakfast ended a quarter of an hour later. Cohen, who was full of expectations, stood in the study, and Duke Swice opened the cloth on the desk with a mysterious look on his face and shouted at the same time: "Look! A brand new game - looking for secrets"
A treasure trove!”
"How about it, Mr. Asa is very interested? Then let me explain the rules." With a confident smile on his face, Duke Swice pointed at the chessboard and explained: "These chess pieces represent the commission.
People, treasure hunting commanders, mercenaries, magic treasure hunters, flying treasure hunters, hiking treasure hunters, knights... The horizontal lines here represent mountains. Only treasure hunters who can use magic and can fly can cross directly. Others must divide into two parts.
The condition for victory is to command one's treasure hunters to reach the opponent's base camp, or to seize the opponent's treasure..."
"This is..." After hearing the rules that were almost exactly the same as last night, Cohen picked up a familiar chess piece and couldn't help but feel sad for Duke Swice's poor imagination, "Why did you change the war chess piece like this?"
?It was not good-looking before, but now it has become even uglier... This one seems to have been cut off directly..."
"It's not very pretty, but that's because the time is too short." I thought that the other party would be grateful for his feat of transforming the chess pieces with his own hands, but he didn't expect to receive such a comment. Duke Swiss felt extremely bitter, but in order to let him
Cohen understood everything, but he still explained the reason, "You know, I have to glue the book you broke first. That is a huge project."
"Ah! What did you say?" Cohen was startled and slapped his hand on the desk, "Did you murder my paper mustache?"
"That's not your paper beard." Duke Swice lowered his head first, then raised his head, looking at Cohen with angry eyes, and slammed his fists on the desk, "That's my - the only copy.
"Okay! I'll just treat it as a lonely book." Cohen shook his head and walked aside to sit down. "You owe me a favor now."
"You..." Only then did Duke Swice realize that he had been completely fooled, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to kill someone with a sword.
"Report to Your Majesty the Duke!" The guard captain ran to the door and knocked softly. "A general from the coalition military headquarters came to see you. It seems that something big happened last night. It is very urgent."
"A general from the Allied Forces? Are you coming at this time?" The emotion of being seriously hurt by someone calmed down in an instant, and Sves became the previous Duke who was so noble that he seemed to be otherworldly. He carried
He stood up, walked casually around the room, and asked himself softly, "What big thing happened last night?"
"This is really a big deal - Your Excellency, Major General!" Maybe the matter was really urgent. The general outside couldn't wait any longer and directly knocked on the door of the study room. "Major General Siwes, open the door quickly. This is a big deal.
ah!"
"What an impetuous soldier." Duke Swice sat down on a chair facing the door and said, "Come in."
As soon as the door opened, a major general wearing the uniform of the Demon Alliance rushed in and rushed directly in front of Duke Sivis. The words he said couldn't be simpler, "Duke Sivis, last night
The Allied Forces Military Headquarters Data Room and the Intelligence Department were stolen. Also stolen were the Bruck Military Headquarters Intelligence Room and the Royal Palace Data Room. Most of the lost documents were confidential documents. The situation is very serious!"
"These places were actually stolen at the same time?" He never thought that the serious thing was that these places were stolen at the same time. Even a person like Duke Swice was inevitably surprised, but he quickly recovered.
Normally, "Why don't you go investigate and come to me instead? I don't have any official position now and I can't interfere in this matter."
As he spoke, Duke Swice couldn't help but glance at someone who was squatting in front of the bookcase and looking at the "treasure map". A thought came to his mind: In the current imperial capital, if there are still people who dare to go, who can?
If Mr. Crazy Wolf were to steal the above-mentioned places, he would probably be the first choice... But the Duke then thought about it. Mr. Crazy Wolf was only one person, how could he steal so many places at the same time? And he didn't have time to go there last night.
Do these things.
"The public security inspector on duty last night was not you, Duke? Even though he is an inspector, he also has the obligation to assist in the investigation!" Only then did the major general realize that there was another person in the room, but he could no longer change his words, "Mr. Duke
, this matter is very difficult, and I happened to be on duty last night at the military headquarters. If I can’t give an explanation, I will be in danger..."
"I was strictly ordered by His Majesty the Emperor to rest at home." Duke Swice replied with a wry smile, "Sorry, I can't help you."
"Well! I have already prepared it." Upon hearing the Duke's answer, the major general's expression was no longer miserable, but he took out an official document from his arms with a smile, "Before I came to invite the Duke, I specially
Please ask my father to go find His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty the Merciful Emperor has already agreed...Please, Duke! Time waits for no one, I don’t want to be demoted, and this matter cannot be solved by being demoted."
"It turns out you are plotting against me." Looking at this "acquaintance-level friend" who was relatively well-spoken in the military department, Duke Swice smiled indifferently and replied disapprovingly, "Okay! I'll go with you.
Look. Mr. Asa, can we go together?"
"Huh?" Someone who was buried in the treasure map raised his head, "It's fine here, why are you going out?"
"Let's go see the consequences of the fireworks last night." Duke Swice stood up and glanced at someone, "Why, you don't want to go?"
A certain person didn't want to put down the picture in his hand, but he had no choice but to have the leverage in the hands of Duke Swice. He could only stand up with a look of displeasure on his face and said, "Let's go, I'm not a little girl, I need someone to accompany me wherever I go..."
"
Duke Sivis looked at him with sincere eyes, and someone immediately shut up - there are outsiders here now, even if they are good friends, it is not the time to joke casually. (To be continued)