Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

The duke left the temple, and his carriage drove through the streets of Isa, paralleling a modest little carriage to avoid passers-by.

The hot and dry summer did not cool down with the autumn. The Duke was so bored that he opened the windows to let in the air.

The people in the carriage next door obviously thought the same way, the small window was opened a crack, and the girl's slim silhouette flew into the Duke's eyes like a trembling beautiful butterfly.

But the window was closed quickly, and they drove away from the Duke's carriage. Austin couldn't help following it with his eyes until the pony carriage disappeared from sight.

And the Red Knights on the other side.

Mr. Sander is busy. He has not had a good rest for a long time. The king has just won the war. Just counting the supplies and calculating the military expenditure has already made him burnt out.

He spends a lot of time on accounts every day, and has to allocate several knights to deal with the king's banquet.

But at this time, a noble girl was lost at the banquet.

When Sand heard the news, he was struck by lightning immediately, and quickly recalled the elite knights who were on vacation, and sent them out to find someone.

Fortunately, the goddess favored her, and before the king found out, he got the definite news the next morning that the lady who got lost at the king's banquet had arrived at the Red Knights under the escort of the soldiers.

"Which family is the lady from?" Sander was so busy recently that he couldn't remember the lady's name for a while.

The servant reminded him in a low voice: "Miss Oliver, she is the daughter of Baron Noyukai Morton, she is very beautiful."

"Wild Jade Sea?"

"Yes."

Mr. Sand rubbed his eyebrows: "God bless the man to find it, I don't want to have any business negotiations with that Duke."

Sander didn't want to see the Duke of Ye Yuhai at all.

Three years ago, the Red Knights received the news of the sudden death of the 14-year-old Duke Ye Yuhai, and requested the Red Knights to notarize and change the heir. This matter was not passed by the king, but completed the transfer of inheritance rights under the behest of the prince.

The one who inherited the title was a pale-skinned child, Devitt Phelps. Sander personally stamped the notarial certificate, but only a year later, the duke who was rumored to have died suddenly appeared, bloodbathed Red Pine Castle, hacked He lost the heads of two red knights and burned his cousin DeWitt to death.

The appalling news spread to the capital and alarmed the king, and King Halip was very angry.

Sander had just become the president at that time, and was sent out by the king to negotiate with the duke. This was the first case of murdering a nobleman he handled. Prepare, he will become the first chairman to use the Red Knight Act to punish lawless nobles since his succession.

Gold coins were fined, nobles were cut, and even demoted as commoners.

The aristocrat burned his cousins ​​and killed the knights. He was so cruel and unkind, he challenged the Red Knights and despised the king's law. Sander was eager to use his status as a duke to witness his reputation and authority.

But on the first day when he entered the Wild Jade Sea, before he even walked through the birch forest, Sander just greeted a few passing farmers before he was caught by them and beat him up.

The gangsters tied up Sander, put it in a sack with the top of the beam, put it on a flour cart and pulled it into the city. Sander was unconscious all the way, and when he woke up, he was thrown to the ground. He heard someone ask.

"You caught him?"

The voice was cold, but sounded very young.

Sandmund was in the sack, struggling constantly, but his mouth was gagged and he could only make a whining sound.

"Yes, Lord Duke, that's right, we can't read, but when we saw him, he was sneaky and mischievous, and he didn't look like a good person. Then we remembered that this might be the person you were looking for. Remember, you are looking for a Out-of-town accent, blond, blue-eyed traitor, Sabo, so yes, we think it's him."

The honest old farmer untied the rope at the girdle, revealing the angry honorary president of the Red Knights in the sack.

Sander rolled out of the sack with a grunt.

That was the first time he met the young Duke of Ye Yuhai.

Before that, Sander had only seen the Duke's name on the parchment, and even wrote his obituary himself. Toto had a good memory, and he remembered the Duke's appearance recorded on the parchment.

Long hair, slightly curly, high nose, deep eyes, green eyes.

In the ancient castle, there are chandeliers filled with tallow candles hanging in the hall, and white woolen blankets are spread on the floor. A lonely nobleman sits in front of Sander, wearing a coat, with dim eyes.

Only five days after he burned his cousin to death, the duke looked more like a persecuted man, with severe burns and scars, new and old.

The old scars had healed, and a new wound appeared on the chest from the neck to the waist. It was so red and festered that it was impossible to wear a shirt.

He was weak, low-spirited, and his gaze was very cold. The beautiful long hair recorded on the parchment scroll had only short stubble left, and his emerald green eyes swept across him like dark will-o'-the-wisps.

"You belong to the Red Knights."

Sander whimpered twice.

The Duke tapped the table with his slender fingers, and someone immediately stepped forward and untied the rope on Sander's body. The old farmer who was trembling and unaware was sent away, and only Sander and the Duke were left in the hall, as well as the others hiding in the dark. guard.

Sander realized that the duke might not be easy to mess with. He stood up, rubbed his wrists, and said respectfully, "My lord, Sand Rich."

The Duke waved his hand, as if he was a little disappointed, and ordered the servant to take Sander out of the hall wearily.

In order not to fall into a passive position and complete the mission as soon as possible, Sander bit the bullet and revealed his identity as the president, and showed his seal, hoping that the Duke could set off now and go to the palace with him to accept the king's trial.

Sander is young and vigorous, and his words are inevitably fierce, using words such as evil, cruelty, judgment and justice according to the crime.

The Duke looked at Sander quietly, and smiled slightly. Sander thought it meant obedience, and he quickly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, the Red Knights will definitely be impartial and make a reasonable judgment."

The Duke was silent for a while, touched his forehead with his fingers, and said only one sentence: "Give my regards to the goddess."

Then the vicious guards rushed up and dragged Sander into the underground prison of Red Pine Castle.

For a whole week, Sander soaked in the ugly and dirty water dungeon, desperately swearing all the vicious words he could think of. He thought he was going to die in the water dungeon, but the Duke let him go again.

At that time, everything was settled, the duke officially inherited the title and territory, the tragic death of the cousin and the slain knight were revealed without even a wave, and Sander suffered a full seven days of inhuman treat.

Sander ended the not-so-good memories, took off his glasses and wiped them, and decided to put down what he was doing to greet him in person.

Inherited from the age of the dragon, the Red Knight Society was founded by the first king of Isa more than 300 years ago. Its lifelong mission is to protect the rights and interests of the nobles, and it is between the king and the church.

It is located next to Isa's palace and is an elegantly decorated mansion.

Due to the recent rain and slippery road, the servant who drove the carriage parked the carriage on the bluestone road in front of the mansion.

Miss Oliver had just suffered a catastrophe and was finally found back. With the help of the maid, she got out of the carriage and stood timidly behind the guide with her head bowed. It's easy to see her face.

Her appearance was so marked that even a goddess would be jealous, but she hid herself as if there was something dirty on her face.

"Miss Oliver." The guide brought her in front of Sander, and had to raise his voice, calling out to the panic-stricken Miss Oliver.

She was startled, as if she had heard something terrible, her flushed face turned pale, and then she blinked her eyes in a panic, as if she had just woken up from a daze.

"Ah, yes, yes." Her voice was low, her words were short, and she spoke incoherently as if she was speaking for the first time. She looked very strange, and her whole body was awkward, but that beautiful face covered up everything.

Sander comforted her: "Miss Oliver, you are safe now."

"Ah, yes."

Miss Oliver rolled her eyes and stared at the kind and respectful Mr. Sander for a while, then suddenly covered her face with a handkerchief and burst into tears.

"Goddess, it's terrible."

Sander softly comforted the crying girl: "Don't be afraid, child, you're home."

Oliver is taller than Mr. Sander, with slightly thicker body hair and fluffy arms. She seems to have some muscles, but her bones are slender and tall, which looks harmonious and not obtrusive.

The young lady cried for a while, wiped her tears, sniffed her nose boldly, and made a loud noise. Sander was a little surprised, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, resisting the urge to look sideways.

"You should rest more."

Oliver's face showed a little embarrassment. She held her skirt and curtsied awkwardly, her voice seemed hoarse: "Thank you very much for the help of the Red Knights."

She looks a bit rough, her manners are not standard, and her eyes are always restless.

Sander felt a little strange in his heart, and looked carefully at Miss Austin again, recalling the written records about her.

Miss Austin's birthplace was near the desert, and she was related to the Buick tribe who settled in the sand sea. She herself was a mixed-race beauty with long brown hair, black eyes, and wheat-colored skin.

These are all correct, although Sander felt a little weird, but he didn't think too much about it, but attributed it to customs. The folk customs in the Shahai area are tough, and they believe in the minority belief of Fengshen, and the way of educating their children is different from that of the king's capital.

Miss Oliver is the daughter of Baron Morton. The baron is not in good health, so he did not go to the royal capital for the banquet this time.

It stands to reason that there is still about a month of social time after the banquet, but Sander received a letter from Morton Manor yesterday, hoping that the Red Knights would escort Miss Oliver to study at Themis.

It seems that the viscount sent his daughter to the capital all the way to find a good marriage for her.

A smile appeared on the corner of Sander's mouth, and he mentioned this to Miss Oliver. The other party was a little dazed, and twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Themis, Morton... Ah, did your father really say that?"

"Of course, the Red Knights will guarantee your safety."

Miss Oliver opened the small fan to fan the air, let out a long breath, and said, "I am very grateful."

Sander thoughtfully sent Miss Oliver back to the bedroom to rest, and waited for her to close the door before turning and leaving.

At night, Miss Oliver's window was opened, and a vigorous man sneaked into her room.

Taking advantage of a little moonlight, the man walked a few steps towards the bed in the dark, when suddenly he was thrown down by a huge force, firmly pressed down, and a small silver knife was placed on the man's neck. The man was startled and dared not Struggling, he quickly shouted: "Andy, it's me."

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(*__________) Every day is so difficult