The soft-spoken maid raised her big watery eyes and looked at Hiro tenderly.
These maids were obviously carefully selected beauties, and they all had a special charm as their eyes rolled around. Not only Shiloh, but also the Storm Battalion soldiers following him couldn't help but look at them.
Shiloh noticed his gaffe, hurriedly coughed, straightened his eyes, and nodded slightly.
After all, the predecessor, His Royal Highness, left so many love affairs in Pontos that it was well-known to every household. Jerry's arrangement this time was obviously based on Herode's preferences.
These maids are all beauties he carefully selected and have been carefully trained. All of them are the favorite playthings of the nobles.
Shiloh looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose at his heart. He didn't dare to take a random look, for fear that he would see some white things that would disturb his mood. He said: "Go back and do your own business... Lord Jerry, my subordinates
These brothers will be arranged in this courtyard, and after two days of rest, we will set off for the royal capital."
Jerry said respectfully: "As you wish, Your Highness, will the maid take you back to your room now?"
"Um."
There was no politeness between the two parties. Before leaving, Jerry told Shiloh that a sumptuous reception banquet had been arranged in the evening and he hoped that Shiloh would condescend to attend.
Shiloh nodded and agreed.
Baron Luther did not stay either. He seemed to be worried and left with Jerry. Shiloh didn't think much and was led to his bedroom by the maid.
The layout of this bedroom is also extremely luxurious. It not only has a spacious balcony, but also a large bed. The soft goose down bedding is soft and warm, making it the best place to rest.
The maids respectfully helped Hilo change her clothes and prepare her clothes while Hilo took a bath.
Shiloh, who had never personally experienced this kind of gentle country, was immediately in a panic. She righteously refused the request to bathe in maid clothes, emphasizing that she did not need the service of warming the bed.
"Oh, what a risk, what a risk. I almost had my firm heart corroded by the sugar-coated bullets of feudalism."
After cleaning herself up, Shiloh threw herself on the big bed, tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep.
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In the ruling hall of Kul Tiras, Jerry and Baron Luther were discussing their experiences on the journey.
"That monster easily destroyed a battleship. Our proud ships and cannons were unable to seriously damage it."
"It is so powerful that it can even control the storm and easily freeze the sea water!"
Recalling the imminent crisis at that time, Baron Luther was still sweating profusely.
Jerry held his head with one hand, his expression completely different from the respectful expression in front of Shiloh, and the cold aura emanating from his whole body was simply intimidating.
He looked at Baron Luther indifferently and said, "So this is your excuse for losing two main battleships?"
The muscles in the corners of Baron Luther's eyes twitched and he said: "Master Jerry, don't you understand yet?!"
"No matter how many battleships there are, this kind of monster cannot fight against it. It is simply the descendant of the evil god!"
Jerry frowned, looked at Baron Luther's distorted face as he struggled to defend himself, and snorted with great dissatisfaction.
Baron Luther stiffened and immediately lowered his head, not daring to move.
He did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Jerry. The seemingly amiable middle-aged man in front of him had as much power as the important ministers around His Majesty Roddy.
"Luther Jabbar, no matter how much you quibble, you still can't clear away the serious crime of losing two battleships. If His Majesty gets angry and uses his brain, what will happen to you?"
"I guess even your father, the noble Earl Charles, can't help you excuse yourself."
When Luther heard this, his body immediately shook like a heir, begging for mercy: "Master Jerry, Master Jerry, please save my life!"
Jerry didn't say anything, but still stared at Luther coldly. When Luther was about to collapse, he said calmly: "Although you are indeed responsible for the loss of two battleships this time, as you said, issue an attack order.
It is the commander who is responsible. In this case, just put all the blame on him."
"If your father and I join forces to intercede for you, maybe...
Not only can it clear your guilt, but it can also give you a reward for your meritorious service as a guard. You think this is a good idea, Baron Luther."
Baron Luther immediately raised his head, the facial features on his face were squeezed into a flower, and he nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice, and said: "My lord, I see clearly! It is indeed the commander's fault!"
"He was greedy for power and advanced rashly, regardless of my subordinates' repeated dissuasion, and thus killed hundreds of soldiers!"
"This is a crime of dereliction of duty and must not be treated lightly!"
"Well, that's natural." Jerry looked at Luther and changed the topic, "However, if we want His Majesty to believe it, we still need to pay attention to the details."
At this time, Luther finally grasped a life-saving straw. He dared not let go and immediately asked cautiously: "What do you mean, sir?"
"If I remember correctly, Earl Charles was recently in charge of verifying taxes across the country."
"The Kul Tiras seaport suffered two major storms this year, causing considerable damage. I had to spend a huge amount of money to rebuild the port. I am worried that His Majesty will be furious when he finds out...
If, Baron Luther, you are willing to intercede for me and Earl Charles, then I will definitely help you settle this matter."
Hearing this, Luther was stunned and immediately understood Jerry's purpose. Kul Tiras had a smooth first half of the year, but it had not been hit by a storm.
Jerry holds a high position and has been in power for several years in this lucrative place. He must have pocketed a lot of benefits.
This time, it was because of the authority of Baron Luther's father, Earl Charles, that he offered to help.
Concealing finances is also a serious crime, but he is already a guilty person and there is no room for hesitation.
Baron Luther thought of this and nodded heavily: "No problem, Lord Jerry."
"I am the only son in my family. My father is an official in the same court as you, so I will definitely help you with this."
Jerry then showed a smile, stood up, walked to Baron Luther and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Baron Luther, I already know what happened with the First Fleet. Now I just need you and me to leave a record.
That’s fine.”
Baron Luther swallowed and laughed dryly.
After signing a secret agreement, Jerry casually asked Luther about his experience of visiting the Gulf Stream Island Chain. Baron Luther did not doubt that he was there and told him everything. When he walked out of Jerry's office
Later, I realized that my underwear was soaked with sweat.
Although he got Jerry's promise, Baron Luther still felt a little uneasy in his heart, always feeling that Jerry seemed to have another purpose.
"He is worthy of being an important minister in charge of his own affairs. I have to be careful in the future so that nothing falls into the hands of this person."
After arranging his clothes, the expression on Luther's face changed, and he turned into the gloomy and indifferent baron again. He quickly got into the carriage and left the Consul Hall.
In the office, Jerry stood in front of a huge nautical chart, staring closely at the island marked in red letters on the map.
Gulf Stream Island Chain.
"I really look forward to what kind of expression His Highness Hilo will show when he discovers the secret of the island."
Jerry licked his lips and sneered with a strange look in his eyes.