Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

A piece of abandoned factory buildings, the gray weather weighed on the top of the head.

Elizabeth almost fully armed herself, wearing a dress "designed by Eric", posing a very ladylike look.

Antonio put on the assassin clothes inside, a coat he bought from a second-hand market, and a hat that workers often wear.

Elizabeth put a revolver in her handbag, and walked into the factory with her handbag on her shoulders.

Antonio stopped her: "You really don't need me? Don't doubt me. One of the creeds of the Assassin Organization is to 'hide your whereabouts in full view and become a member of the crowd.' You can rest assured of my concealment ability."

Elizabeth still refused: "Well, if you hear gunshots after I go in, you can put on your assassin suit and sneak into the factory building from the side. If there is no movement after I go in, you can wait for an hour, and after an hour You can come in." Elizabeth smiled at him, "Maybe I can collect my body in time."

"Take this." Antonio put down a smoke bomb in her palm: "If you encounter danger, just throw it out, I... I guess your father doesn't want anything to happen to you."

Purple eyes met blue eyes: "Elizabeth...please don't die..."

Elizabeth smiled when she heard "please" and said, "I won't die, I will try my best."

After finishing speaking, she walked towards the factory building without a trace of nostalgia, leaving a shadow in the sunlight.

Antonio watched her bathed in the sun, lowered his head slightly, and quickly retracted the blade of the hidden sword in his hand.

After Elizabeth walked into the factory building, she saw the arrow on the ground.

She walked along the arrow step by step, and finally came to the underground of the factory building - there is a very large underground laboratory here.

"Welcome to the Clark Factory, Miss Morgan." A man appeared in front of Elizabeth—just for a moment, Elizabeth knew why he was so powerful.

He is very similar to Aita in appearance, and has the same heterochromatic pupils.The left eye is yellow and the right eye is blue.Wearing a portrait necklace depicting the face of a woman.

The Holy One, the reincarnation of Aita.

"What do you want me to do here?" Elizabeth asked the other party indifferently.

"I'm John Clerk." Clerk told her, "I'm here to help Miss Morgan, because I think your father's disappearance must make you extremely anxious."

Elizabeth's tone was even colder: "If you want to help me, then hurry up. If this is a deal, then let's negotiate terms quickly."

"I need your help, Miss Morgan." Clark's tone was extremely indifferent: "You can foresee the future, right?"

Foresee the future?Elizabeth wanted to complain, but when she thought about those fragmentary dreams, she felt a little uncertain.

"A long, long time ago, I thought I was just an ordinary businessman! I ran this factory and controlled endless money!" Clark shouted with his hands open, "However, I found a higher goal. Centuries The order adjusted by the nobles has become corrupt, humans! Stupid! Ignorant! They should return to the state of being enslaved thousands of years ago!"

"I'm not interested in your ideas." Elizabeth knew how much Aita hated humans. As a saint, Clark was obviously also influenced by Aita. Elizabeth was not surprised: "What do you want me to do?"

"Drink it." Clark threw over a bottle of medicine: "Then Earl Dungar will be safe."

"How can I believe that you will let my father go?" Elizabeth couldn't believe the other party, she told the other party coldly: "In your opinion, am I stupid enough to listen to a casual sentence?"

There was contempt in Clark's strange eyes: "You are not qualified to negotiate conditions..."

Elizabeth immediately dropped the gun on the spot, fired two shots at the position where Clark was, and then quickly flew away with the bullet rope.

On the way she left, she encountered unprecedented obstacles, all kinds of enemies came to stop her, Elizabeth pulled out the pistol and began to clean up.

Elizabeth didn't bring a sword staff, so she had no choice but to carry it with a pistol.

"Elizabeth!" There was a cloud of smoke around Elizabeth, and then the sound of flying knives piercing through the air and several screams were heard.

The smoke dissipated, and Elizabeth saw Antonio standing on the high beam quickly throwing two throwing knives, killing the two snipers on the high place.

"Antonio!" cried Elizabeth.

Antonio stood on the roof and glanced at him, then leaned forward, jumped vertically from above, and made a cushioning posture on the ground.

It's just like Ezio Auditore's action live cos in cg.

Antonio wore a falcon-like hood, and his purple eyes were almost glowing. His assassin wore a one-shoulder cape similar to Ezio, but the material was different. He faced Elizabeth and walked back step by step.

He reached out and took off the hood, revealing his brown hair and handsome features. He looked straight into Elizabeth's eyes and walked slowly in front of her.

For a moment, Elizabeth almost thought he was going to kiss her, but Antonio reached out and hugged her: "Elizabeth... as long as you are fine."

He was very strong, and his chin was on Elizabeth's shoulder. Elizabeth didn't want to use the extremely vulgar adjective "as if he was going to rub her into his arms", but Elizabeth's bones were about to be crushed.

Antonio just hugged her like this: "Let's go."

He jumped into the carriage and helped Elizabeth into the carriage: "It's time to go home."

All the way home——Antonio's cottage in Whitechapel has been called home by Elizabeth.

After entering the room, Antonio threw his coat on the chair casually: "How is it?"

"I met a man who said my father was in his hands. I asked to make sure that Dungall was safe first, but he didn't agree, so I came out - Denggall should be fine, right?"

Antonio held her in his arms: "It should be fine... Don't worry, since he wants to coerce you to do things through the Earl of Glamorgan, then he won't really do anything to the Earl." Push her away and sit on a chair: "Okay, it's almost time, let's cook."

"Are you sure there are still things in the kitchen?" Elizabeth was dissatisfied. This guy actually used her as a maid?

"I am not your maid, Antonio."

"No, no, no." Antonio raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I mean, time is running out now, let's cook together."

"Okay." Elizabeth said, throwing away her heavy lady outfit: "Let's cook together."

"What did you say to that man?"

"The person I saw was John Clerk. I think the sudden closure of the Clerk factory was related to the Templars. Antonio, I think this matter is very..."

"Even if it's strange, don't peel the onion on your hand into a potato." Antonio reminded.

"..." Elizabeth glanced down, "Oh my God..." The onion in her hand had already shrunk three circles, so she hurried to make up for it.

"By the way, don't you always need to go home here?" Elizabeth suddenly remembered.

"I'm very surprised why you don't think about yourself. A noble lady obviously needs to pay more attention to safety than me." Antonio smiled: "The old man doesn't care about me. I used to run out for more than half a month and didn't come home. Both."

Elizabeth was teared up by the onion: "I think Ron will definitely inform Joseph, but I bet he won't tell Joseph that I am staying with a single man's house, or he will pass out like Estelle."

"Having passed out... Your mother is very nervous?"

"No, I think Estelle is actually fine... But every time she encounters something that hurts her body, she will instantly become a crystal-like heart... So I am worried that if I let her know that Deng The news of Gal's disappearance will make me miserable... But fortunately, according to the news from France, Estelle is still tug-of-war with my cousin."

"What happened?" Antonio inquired subconsciously, and then found that this did not seem to meet the nobleman's request: "Sorry...I mean..."

"It's okay. My mother's brother has two sons. Philip is now in his 40s and still unmarried. He hangs out with an opera actress and has no heir so far. Raul is more powerful than him and wants to marry an opera actress directly. For this reason Estelle stayed in France specially and almost beat him to death."

"This kind of thing..." Antonio said: "Sure enough, the concept of the Assassin Organization is better—"

"Under the Hidden Sword, all beings are equal?" Elizabeth had already packed up the onions and tomatoes on hand: "Fire the stove for me, I'll boil the seasoning first."

"Autumn is coming, what about your father's status as a member of parliament?" Antonio got a stick and lit her with a match.Ignite the coals inside.

"Let it go to hell." The gas lamp was quite bright in the Victorian era, and Elizabeth liked it very much: "Okay, help me bring that pot here."

"Indeed, no one can replace your father in parliament. Does your father have no heir? By the way, do you want eggs?"

"I like bacon better than eggs. Maybe if I marry someone, my husband can perform this duty for me." Elizabeth cut the bacon into small pieces and threw them into the oil pan.That's right, this is sex discrimination in the Victorian era. Although women already have a part of the inheritance rights, they still can't get the right to vote and be elected, let alone enter the parliament as a member.

"Then your husband is really blessed..." Antonio frowned and looked at the frying pan: "Are you sure you don't want a little sheep oil? It will taste strange if you fry it with butter."

"Actually, I want to use olive oil." Elizabeth flipped the bacon in a tangle: "Don't keep talking like this, Antonio, or I will worry that you are in love with me."

"Does that bother you?" Antonio said. "Actually, can we not talk about the kitchen when we're discussing something so serious."

"This doesn't bother me—the premise of not discussing the kitchen is that we are not in the kitchen." Elizabeth glanced at the rusted stove with disdain: "I think if you put graphite on the stove, it will not only prevent Rust, and can be more shiny and pleasant."

"Oh... God... I think it's better for us to be silent."

The author has something to say: Cooking while discussing very serious topics... Hahaha~ Antonio is very broken~