Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 241 Youth Sacrifice Extra Story ([-])

The knight commander comes to report to the priest every day as usual. The previous knight commander has passed away, and now he is a child from a small village. He worked hard in the knight order step by step, and was finally sent to protect the priest because of his excellent grades.

It is said to be protection, but in fact the priest is so powerful, why does he need the protection of others, it is just a situation.

The people in Dawn City are very worried that His Majesty Priest will leave suddenly one day.

"My lord, Mrs. Capet is seriously ill. I hope you can visit her." The knight commander took out a beautiful letterhead with an invitation letter on it and the Capet family crest.

The young man in sacrificial robes sat motionless behind the long table, his fingers just turned over the pages of the book, and the sun shines through the window on the young man's porcelain-like face. The glasses, which seem to be integrated into the book, have an indescribable charm.

If I had to use a word to describe it, this feeling is a sense of abstinence, like a calm priest reading the Bible to save all beings.

Your Excellency the priest raised his head and glanced at the knight. The young man with short brown hair always likes to report on his work in detail. It seems that the previous knight commander did not inform him.

"If you're going, I'll tell them to set up a car. The Capet family lives on the west side of Roberts Avenue, which is considered to be in the middle of the main city. It's faster to take a carriage..."

"No need." His Excellency's voice was cold, reminiscent of the coldest winter in Dawn City, the time when goose feathers and heavy snow were flying.

"Mrs. Capet has handed over the invitation several times, and it seems that she will not give up until she achieves her goal."

The knight commander didn't know why the lady was so persistent, she seemed to be angry with someone, and she insisted on a result.

However, Master Sacrifice doesn’t like this. The Knight Commander grew up in the countryside, and he has some ability to understand people all the way. When facing the god-like adults, the Knight Commander can’t understand.

He couldn't figure out what Lord Sacrifice was thinking, so he tried to show his loyal side, not hiding anything big or small. Although he handled it in an orderly manner, it was unknowingly too wordy.

"Leave her alone." The page of the book snapped shut, startling the knight commander.

Burne Russell frowned. He took off his glasses, and without looking at the invitation, he took out a parchment next to him and began to look at a magical point of view he had just seen, looking for a valid argument.

Seeing that the knight commander was still standing beside him, His Excellency the Priest tapped the table and asked, "What else can I do?"

He raised his eyelids, obviously chasing someone away.

The knight commander didn't know what to do, and wanted to report on the patrol work, "Knights and Magicians Guild..."

Bourne interrupted him, "The previous knight died quickly, and there are many things that I haven't had time to explain to you. You don't need to tell me these things in the future."

"If you have nothing to do, go out for a walk, I don't need anyone to follow me here."

Bourne Russell's tone was flat, with no emotional ups and downs, but it forced the knight commander to break out in cold sweat, as if he would suffer if he didn't leave.

"Yes..." The knight commander hurriedly responded, his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The previous knight commander died early. Among the previous knight commanders, the previous one was considered sensible, and the others were dismissed directly after being taught a lesson.

Who told them to stretch their hands too long, Bourne doesn't mind chopping off the breeding of these guys
Your Excellency the Priest looked gentle and gentle, but actually had a very weird temper. If someone else has been thrown out at this moment, considering that if this guy is fired, the knights will come to twitter and bother him again, Bourne is a little more tolerant .

"Then, I will retire first. Good afternoon, my lord." The knight commander retired and left the invitation card on the table, and began to wipe his sweat with his sleeves when he walked out of the hall.

It was so scary.

No wonder every knight commander didn't serve for too long. He was pleasantly surprised at getting such a glorious position, but now the joy was gone, and the shock came to him.

The knight commander couldn't help recalling the high priest's flirtatious glance, and he became afraid. How could he think that the other party was actually listening carefully when he was gentle and silent. It turned out that your Excellency had been holding back his impatience a few days ago.

That look clearly said "I killed you", so the previous knight commanders were inexplicably unlucky because they liked reporting things as much as themselves?

It seems that we can no longer challenge the patience of adults for a little favor in the future, and the gift money from the Capet family will still be refunded.

The knight commander didn't know that he was about to be dismissed just now, and someone decided to take a second look because he was afraid of trouble. I have to say that the knight commander's change of thought saved his career.

Mrs. Capet was lying on the bed and kept coughing, her face was so ugly that makeup could not cover it, suppressing the itching in her throat, she asked the servant: "Did he agree?"

Facing the mistress's dark and complicated eyes, the servant knelt down on the floor with a slap, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The knight commander said that the priest didn't respond to the invitation, and he didn't seem to want to sell the face of the Capet family...Madam, please spare me and do the work. If you don’t do your best, you will be punished!”

The servant was afraid that the lady would be furious, so he dragged him down and killed him in a fit of anger. He kowtowed so hard that the floor was soon stained with blood.

The vicissitudes of life and helplessness flashed in Mrs. Capet's eyes, and she said dejectedly: "Forget it, step back."

"Thank... Mrs. Xie." The servant got up from the ground, unable to care about the bleeding on his forehead, and walked out happily.

"He's blaming me, but at that time... I couldn't help it, cough cough, cough cough." Mrs. Capet coughed up blood, and the velvet and brocade quilt was splashed with blood.

The personal maid hurried forward to deliver water, and wiped the blood from the corners of Madam's mouth with a clean veil. There were people coming and going in the room, and the servants came up to change a new quilt.

Mrs. Capet is old and has no heirs. Lawrence Capet is a sentimental woman. There are many women in the backyard. She is a woman who can't bear children. It takes a lot of money to stabilize the position of mistress in such an environment A lot of effort.

Means alone are not enough. Another reason why she can enjoy the glory and wealth is that Lawrence knows that she is the biological mother of Burne Russell. It didn't mean that she was abolished.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the dead leaves in the courtyard dance in the wind and fall into the wet soil.

Mrs. Capet was leaning on a raised pillow. At 50 years old, she looked like a person in her seventies and eighties. She was aging very quickly. I don’t know if it was retribution or something else. Energetic.

She was trapped in the house, and the more this person calmed down, the more he would think of the past, and she recalled how warm the family of three was when the first husband was still there.

In a season like this, when the weather is cold, a family of three chats around the stove, and the days of laughter and laughter seem to be still yesterday.

The wind blew into the room through the open window, and the fire in the fireplace crackled. Mrs. Capet's chaotic thoughts came to her senses, and a deep wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)