Luther moved a small bench, got the fishing rod and sat down to fish. After sitting for a long time, he didn't catch a single fish. Instead, a dragonfly flew over and stood on the fishing rod.
The dragonfly looked at Luther with its eyes and flapped its wings slightly.
It seems to be mocking Luther's fishing skills.
"Nah!" Luther said angrily.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Luther threw away the fishing rod readily, turned his head, and said to Auf with a smile: "Little Auf, are you coming to play with me?"
"Yes, Uncle Luther." Aof ran all the way, talking as he ran, and wanted to jump into Luther's arms. Luther stopped Aof with his hands, and Aof raised his head with doubtful eyes.
Just look at Luther.
Luther said with a smile: "Last night was the first time we met, so I gave you a hug. But as a man, you can't always be like a girl, jumping into the arms of adults and acting coquettishly."
"I understand." Auf showed a look of surprise and nodded heavily.
Auf stood in front of Luther obediently, as if he were a primary school student meeting his teacher. He asked: "Uncle Luther, are you a knight?"
"Yes, but how did you know?" Luther said casually.
"Uncle ate too much last night. Mom told me that only knights can eat so much." Auf said excitedly.
"So this is how I was exposed." Luther said with a smile.
"I also want to be a knight when I grow up," Auf said.
"Why?" Luther asked casually.
"Because there is a bad guy and I really want to beat him up." Aof waved his small fist and made a fierce gesture.
"Which bad guy?" Luther asked curiously.
"Can't say." Aof shook his head, his mood seemed a little depressed, and he lowered his head.
"Okay." Luther shrugged.
However, the little boy's mood went away just as quickly as it came on. Auf soon became lively again and started chatting with Luther. This chat lasted all morning.
At noon, the young couple invited Luther to have dinner with them. Luther declined and cooked steak by himself. Luther only knew how to fry steak anyway.
In the afternoon, Luther was still alone. But it was not boring, because not only Auf came in the afternoon, but Mr. Paco also came to chat with Luther.
An afternoon passed in the pleasant chat. In the evening, Marshall still didn't come back, but Mickey and the other knights came back.
"How is the situation?" Two knights went to cook. Luther, Mickey and other remaining knights came to the living room. Luther asked.
"There is no news. I want to start with the lord, the Alto family tomorrow. The Alto family has been inheriting the family for hundreds of years. There may be some documents left behind."
Mickey said in a deep voice.
"Okay. But be gentle. I don't want anything unpleasant to happen to Count Pompeii," Luther said.
"Yes." Mickey said.
After the meeting ended, Luther had dinner with the knights and returned to the room upstairs. He opened the window to ventilate the room, but Aliena, the fat dragon, was still sleeping, but she seemed to be asleep.
Luther sighed and planned to take Aliena out of bed and occupy the big bed to himself. But at this time, Luther's expression changed and he came to the window.
There was a team heading here in the darkness, including carriages, escorting knights, guards, flags, etc. The team stopped in front of Sydney's house soon after.
"Master." Mickey's voice sounded outside the door.
"Come in." Luther said without turning around.
Mickey walked in, stood next to Luther, looked at the team below and said, "It's the coat of arms of the Alto family."
At this time, a young man got off the carriage and knocked on the door.
"It's the contemporary knight of the Alto family, Velen, Alto."
Mickey said.
The door opened, and it was Mr. Paco. Mr. Paco looked at Velen and Alto with some fear and bowed repeatedly. Velen and Alto looked impatient, and then entered the villa directly.
Luther didn't know what happened after that. Mr. Paco carried Auf and came to the hall to sit down. Auf's body was shaking a little, and Mr. Paco also looked pale.
In the bedroom on the second floor, the windows were closed, but the lights were on. There was a sound of men and women gasping.
Luther's expression remained normal. He withdrew his eyes, closed the window, drew the curtains, and looked up at Mickey. Mickey's face was a little red and a little angry.
"Are you angry?" Luther smiled and came to the cabinet in the bedroom, bent down and took out two bottles of wine, opened them, and handed one of them to Mickey.
Mickey took the bottle and took a sip, but his expression returned to normal.
"Don't worry, young master, I am a soldier of the Pompeii family, and I will not let my personal feelings affect me." Mickey said in a deep voice.
"Excellent." Luther smiled and took a sip of wine.
"However, this guy named Wei Lun came to someone else's house and had sex with the other person's wife in front of her husband and son. It's really not a thing."
As a nobleman, Mickey's behavior was neither elegant nor vulgar. At this time, he spat rudely.
"This is my bedroom." Luther frowned in disgust.
"I'm sorry, Master." Mickey apologized quickly, then took out a handkerchief and wiped away the traces.
"Go back to work and find a way to get close to Mr. Velen tomorrow and find out the whereabouts of the Habsburg royal family members," Luther said.
"Yes." Mickey responded, turned around and left. Luther saw his hands clenched tightly into fists when he left, obviously trying his best.
"Mickey is a very upright boy, but he is angry not only because of his integrity, but also because Mrs. Wei is very, very beautiful. She is so beautiful that she doesn't look like a human being. Boys are always easy to be soft-hearted towards beautiful women."
Luther raised the wine in his hand and drank it as if it were beer. Then he got Alena out of bed and lay on the bed alone, soundly sleeping.
Early the next morning, Luther woke up. He reluctantly pushed Alena away from his arms. After turning into a human, did the fat dragon also like to sleep on the bed?
Obviously I got her down last night.
After getting up, Luther opened the curtains and opened the windows to let in the full sunlight. Then he went downstairs, washed up, and started eating breakfast.
The knights went to inquire about the news, and they thoughtfully prepared breakfast for Luther.
After eating, Luther really had nothing to do, so he went back to fishing, although he didn't catch a single fish.
And he was laughed at by the dragonfly.
"Uncle Luther, Uncle Luther." Little Auf ran over panting and stood in front of Luther, holding his knees with his little hands, even though he was tired.
"Auf, didn't you say you wanted to become a knight? You can't be so weak." Luther said with a smile.