The American strong and miserable villains always want to stick with me [Quick wear]

When Goss heard the movement, he turned his head slowly as if in slow motion.

Field approached, slightly lowered his eyes: "Do you want to leave the manor?"

Goss opened his mouth: "I..."

Field stretched out a finger to touch Goss's lips, and blocked his unfinished words in his mouth.

"Just as you are willing to be responsible for my life, I will support all your decisions."

"I know you're not suited to stay in one place all the time. The army that's turned from defense to offense is about to go out, and I thought maybe a medical chief would suit you?"

The escape plan was directly captured, and the system display flashed awkwardly: "It's not good, joining the army is not good for the mission..."

"But I promised to stay with you forever," Goss squeezed the fingers on his lips, ignored the system, and started talking nonsense to Field, "Do you want me to be struck by lightning?"

Goss is very good at playing tricks. He obviously said he was going to leave, but now he seems to be forced to go out.

"No, don't worry, my Goss." Field smiled mysteriously, "You will not break your promise."

"Tonight is the last detoxification. Before that, I hope you can attend the swearing-in banquet held in the evening."

The Duke's mood is still peaceful. He always likes to use words like "I hope" and "I think" that are not compulsory but more compulsive, and his attitude does not seem to have the slightest sense of oppression to make people unconsciously agree to his request.

It's a shame, it's a shame.

Originally, Goss didn't think about where to go, but now facing the Duke's considerate gesture, he couldn't even spit out a punctuation mark of rejection.

He wiped his face and said, "Go."

Snowflakes suddenly fell outside the house.Clear snow is not a rare sight in the north.The Duke thoughtfully closed the window for him, took away a fallen seal, and left the room that belonged to him.

A small piece of snowflake that leaked in from the window fell into a pot of light red flowers, and turned into little drops of water at room temperature.

"I'm going to be a soldier, you little bastard," Goss said lazily, curled up in a chair.

"It's just a medical soldier," the xfw system just answered, and immediately reacted, "Don't call me a waste!"

Goss turned a deaf ear to it: "It's just to see how the round-faced headmaid's job is doing...see which soldiers don't take good care of their bodies...just to see if there is anything special on the road."

Goss wasn't lying, almost everything in this world aroused his curiosity.When others tell stories, he can squat down and hear the dark, and whoever has a special skill will always be pestered by him to show a few hands.Before, he didn't know where he heard that the maid combed his hair well, so he just stalked the head maid to give him a complicated hairstyle that could be married on the spot.

He showed off around the manor all day with his wedding hairstyle, but before he went to bed, the busy maid was cold-faced and refused to remove it for him, and the Duke carefully untied his hair bit by bit.

The system rambled: "Remember to take it easy, if you directly hurt Lord Eugene, it will change from an indirect mistake to a direct mistake...or we should run on the road."

"It's already like this, why don't you help to the end?"

Goss said nonchalantly: "It's no big deal for a rookie to fail the first novice mission."

The system cannot refute.

System: "You just never thought about leaving Field to join Eugene, I see it through."

System: "You just want to kill the protagonist."

"Okay," Goss admits very calmly, "I just want to kill the hot guy."

He actually admitted it directly? ? ?

The system was speechless: "You, do you still remember that we are an auxiliary system that gives cheats to the protagonist?"

Goss shrugged: "Isn't this part of performance? I'm at the bottom of the list, and I'm a career rookie. I admit it, how about you?"

The system was so angry that the top of its head was about to smoke.It was made to urge the host to complete the task. I didn't expect that the first one I met was a Dapeng who was confidently spreading his wings on the verge of failure!

"Don't you have a wish to fulfill? Think about when you signed the contract!"

Goss: "Huh? I don't remember."

system:"???"

The system suspiciously said: "You didn't lie to me, did you? The fact that you don't remember anything seems like your memory has been sealed."

"I really don't remember anything," Goss tried to recall, "I just remember that the HR you recruited was quite handsome."

The display screen of the system has changed to "==", and it is sure that Goss is fooling him: "We are generally responsible for recruiting people like me...Only the high-level gods are in human form, you won't say It's the contract signed by the Lord God with you. Don't brag."

"Believe it or not, then HR's looks are about the same as Field's, just a little bit worse than mine." Goss made a small gap between his index finger and thumb.

The system snorted at him twice, unwilling to talk to him anymore.

The servants brought the attire for the evening swearing-in feast.

It was the first time Goss wore a dress in this world.He changed out of the simple old-style novice gift bag suit, and put on a dress with black background and silver stripes.The dresses of this era like to be arranged in a gorgeous and complicated direction. Layered lace, swaying tassels, and shining gems are frequent elements.

However, Goss has only one feeling - too tight.The neckline was so tight, the cuffs so tight, and the cuffs so tight, that they almost squeezed him into the gown.

There were also quite a few accessories. His colorful folding fan was taken away forcefully by the servant in charge of styling with a decent smile, and no matter what he said, he would only return it to him after the banquet.

The servant said softly: "Please don't use waste paper as accessories, sir?"

"What?" Goss was hit hard and complained to the system, "My handwriting is obviously pretty, right?"

The system silently glanced at the confiscated folding fan.The cursive writing is not bad, and the iron draws silver hooks, but in the eyes of people who don't know Chinese characters, it really looks like ghostly drawn symbols.To be honest, it was very curious how the Duke saw the words on the fan at a glance.

An exquisite necklace was hung around his neck; a black and white snake badge with a special pattern was worn on his chest, symbolizing the duke's favor; It doesn’t work, neither does the little finger, I have to get married in the future, it’s not about unmarriage...” Under the strong protest, only the obsidian ring on the thumb was left.

Goss clenched that hand into a fist, put the obsidian finger on his chin, and said deeply: "It's getting cold, it's time for Eugene to go bankrupt..."

Then he was hammered by the system ball.

The servants had nothing to do with his face, and finally just put a tear mole under his eye, which made his affectionate peach blossom eyes even more heart-wrenching.

When he finished modeling and stood in front of the mirror, not only he was stunned, but even the system said, "That's right, you look like a dog."

He is well-proportioned, well-proportioned, with perfect bones and peach eyes suitable for both Chinese and Western styles, allowing him to perfectly control a variety of styles, including this banquet style.

The dress fits very well, the neckline is tied at the base of the neck, which just exposes the smooth and slender neck; the dress is slightly tight, and the smooth waistline and leg line are just right; Good facial contours leave room for elegance and refinement.

Like a nobleman walking out of a castle.

Goss: "Wow, how handsome is he?"

Goss: "The handsome guy is me!"

"Come on, you," the system squeezed him, "How can a good person open his mouth. Time is running out, hurry up and go to the banquet."

Goss shook his hand slowly—the inertial movement he had when the paper fan was still on—then slapped his butt and went straight to the banquet hall.

"Let's go, take the little waste to learn more."

"Get out!" The system scolded with a smile, "Don't make a fool of yourself!"

The atmosphere at the banquet was solemn and solemn.Everyone knows how important the battle with Eugene is, and this is the first non-home game.

When Goss arrived at the venue, he saw the commander with a firm face, and went straight to make jokes: "Hey, take care of me, a weak and poor doctor, on the road ahead."

Commander: "..."

The army commander remembered the assassination of the Duke when he visited Field Manor.He was standing in the courtyard at that time, and the riot had just started. He wanted to go to the Duke's room immediately to see what was going on, but the riot was calmed down in an instant.The window on the second floor opened, and the head of the famous "Black Crow Doctor" poked out.When the doctor saw someone below, he was especially pleasantly surprised: "Brother, I'm throwing out trash, you pick it up!"

Then, the assassin who was bundled into a bun was directly thrown out of it.He grabbed the corner of the rope reflexively. Thanks to his usual practice, his body was strong and strong, and he was not injured.The doctor then turned out of the window, humming something inexplicably called "the doctor who saved lives ~ threw a trash from the window sill ~" and jumped directly to the second floor.

The assassin's miserable appearance made the army commander tremble a little.A servant not far away turned his head and ran away. Just as the army commander realized that this might also be an assassin, the doctor flipped lightly in mid-air to adjust his direction, and quickly strangled the fleeing man from top to bottom. .

The Duke stuck his face out of the window and said, "Have you played enough? Come up when you have played enough."

The commander had dealt with Goss several times, but he still couldn't get used to his playful way of talking to the Duke.

The army commander was not surprised that he would also personally participate in the war, and said solemnly, "I hope you will take care of me."

This kind of wooden person is really boring.

Goss curled his lips, turned around, and took a glass of fruit wine in his hand.

The banquet hall suddenly fell silent.

Goss sneaked a glance at the door—usually when this happened, the Duke should have arrived.

Indeed the duke.Today, he is dressed in silver patterns with a white background, and he also wears a white snake badge with a black background on his chest.

As expected of my lord, handsome.

But his attire looks familiar... Goss touched his chin secretly, and the string in his mind was suddenly connected briefly: This one is a matching model with mine!

The Duke precisely locked Goss in the corner, and stepped forward without hesitation.The silver pattern on the black background and the silver pattern on the white background come together to complement each other.

Field came to Goss, and saw Goss' slightly evasive look.With his eyes slightly bent, he leaned down and took a sip of the wine in Goss' cup.

Then, with a sweet smell of alcohol, he stuck it to Goss's ear: "Good evening, my Goss."

The author has something to say:

"Goodevening, myGose."

So, in fact, the Duke is a fishing system...

"What kind of fishing system? Fishing? Field doesn't say anything about ice fishing." Goss, who was about to take the bait, said.