Chapter 69 69: A moment of rest

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

It was a sunny afternoon.

The slightly cold breeze of late autumn blew gently into the top floor hall of Shutward Palace from the bright square window, causing the crackling fire here to sway slightly.

Currently, the only people in this hall are Slade and a lady with a noble temperament and a silvery body standing next to her.

The mature woman in a silk dress had her eyes closed, her expression was dignified and elegant, and she stood respectfully next to Slade with her hands crossed in front of her.

Slade, on the other hand, sat lazily in front of the marble desk, casually took the quill pen on the table, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then sat up slightly, and concentrated on writing on the brown paper.

Start writing.

Not long after, a very soft voice came from beside me:

"Lord Slade, are you going to write a letter to Lord Taslade? It will still be some time before the 'cemetery' opens, right?"

"Well. I have other things to deal with later, so I have to write it in advance."

Slade just said this, without turning his head to look at the man standing beside him, and his "right hand" holding the quill tightly did not pause at all.

In that huge black claw, the quill looked extremely slender and had an inexplicable weird feeling, but the handwriting she wrote was very regular and it was obvious that she had practiced it deliberately.

At this moment, a gust of breeze ruffled the fragments of hair on Slade's temples, which also affected her vision of writing.

Only then did she stop her movements and tuck her hanging hair behind her ears. Then she gently supported her chin with the back of her hand, crossed her legs, and looked out the window involuntarily.

As if aware of Slade's movements, the mercury-like lady slowly opened her eyes. She still maintained the unusually respectful standing posture, then turned sideways to face Slade, lowered her head slightly, and remained still the entire time.

The silver face began to show layers of ripples like water ripples:

"What's on your mind?"

Her lips did not move, and the sounds seemed to come directly from her body, as soft as usual, but also revealed a hint of concern.

Even so, Slade still didn't look back. She still looked sideways at the window, and after a brief silence, she suddenly smiled:

"Monalise, did you know? That stinky girl said this to me when she knew that using a bone helmet would deform her body."

Slade paused, and the smile on his face gradually faded. He turned to look at the person next to him, with some indescribable emotions in his eyes:

"She said that maybe things will develop in a good direction, and maybe she can grow dragon horns."

Monalise did not answer, but could not help but sigh silently. As one of the people closest to Slade, she could keenly feel that the lord's personal emotions seemed to be richer than usual at this moment.

While lowering her eyes to think, she heard Slade's voice again:

"I still haven't been able to grow dragon horns."

This sentence sounded very calm, but it had a vague feeling of nostalgia, and it also revived some long-standing memories hidden in Monalise's mind.

Her face, which was like pouring mercury, began to waver slightly again. After a while, she calmed down a little and said softly: "She is a good child, but it is a pity that she cannot be reused and cannot be trusted."

Slade then retracted his gaze from her, turned his head and looked into the distance, with a rare hint of emotion in his tone:

"Yes. But I don't have much time. Even though there are many doubts about her, her emotions are indeed from the heart——"

At this point, she changed the topic and snorted coldly: "Even though it's only half sincere."

Monalise still bowed her head respectfully, but slightly pursed her lips in an imperceptible amount, hesitated for a while, and finally did not speak.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairs in the distance. Those sounds were not loud, and they should not be noticed through the extremely thick carved wooden door.

But to the ears of these overlords who were far beyond the scope of ordinary people, those voices were so clear that the moment their ears caught the visitor, Monalis immediately turned her body towards the door and returned to her original upright standing posture.

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Slade didn't say anything anymore, he just straightened his sitting posture, put on a majestic look, looked towards the hall door, and waited quietly for the other party's arrival.

After dozens of seconds, the wooden door that isolated the hall from the outside world was slowly opened.

The person who came was none other than the housekeeper.

This elegant old man with silver hair first stood at the door and bowed respectfully to Slade. Then he straightened his back and spoke in a calm yet respectful tone:

"Lord Slade, Knight Angie and Captain Rabin are back."

Then, he raised his head and looked at Slade, who was sitting at the table.

There seemed to be a smile on her face, but there was no emotion in her dark eyes. She just said in a low and slow voice:

"Let them take a rest first and come here in an hour to report the situation to me."

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Anji hurriedly returned to her room, and immediately went to the well to get some water. She had just washed briefly, and after an urgent knock on the door, she heard Jeshil's voice:

"Anji, are you back?"

Although Angie had just washed her hair and her head was still wet, as soon as she heard this familiar and friendly voice, she happily trotted to the door and opened the door.

What greeted him was Jeshil's warm embrace and her extremely excited voice:

"Why have you been gone for so long? It's been almost half a month since you've been away. I'm so worried about you!!"

Jessiel didn't mind Anji's wet hair that was still dripping at all, she just hugged her tightly and spoke her heart to her at a speed that was so fast that there was no pause.

Anji was completely confused by her enthusiasm. After being stunned for a few seconds, she finally came to her senses and slowly explained to her with a smile:

"Hey, hey, I'm going outside the barrier now. It will take five days just to get there from Kent!"

After another while, Jessiel slowly let go of Anji. She saw that her upper body clothes had been wetted to a large extent, but she didn't pay any attention to her. She just looked at Anji with her mouth held in her mouth, her expression and tone were full of confusion.

Seems extremely aggrieved:

"After you left, I went to see Lord Slade and asked where you were...but Lord Slade just told me that you went to a very dangerous place and you might not be able to come back..."

As she said this, tears gradually appeared in her emerald green eyes.

Anji smiled softly and helplessly. She subconsciously wanted to hug Jesiel tightly, but at this moment, a thought quickly flashed through her mind:

Will my current self be stronger than before?

After hesitating for a moment, she let her hands that had been suspended in the air move again, gently hugged each other, and then gently smoothed the girl's thin but tight back, comforting her softly:

"Am I back now? By the way, the name you sewed on the sack for me actually came in handy!"

Jessiel said "Huh" in surprise, and then smiled, her tone full of pride and pride:

"Look, I'm telling you! As long as it has your name on it, even if it is lost or stolen, you can always find it again!"

Anji smiled and let go of the girl's hand, and nodded vigorously: "Yeah! We, Jieshir, are the most considerate~ Thank you!"

Just as the two girls looked at each other and smiled, there was a rush of urgent footsteps approaching quickly from the corridor outside the room, as if someone was running towards this place.

Anji tilted her head in confusion, and just when she turned to look at the door, she heard Jessiel mutter something unhappy:

"The annoying spirit is here."

"Huh?"

Before Anji could say anything else, the half-open door was slammed open. At the same time, an unusually familiar, even noisy voice came from his ears:

"Little Anji!! You are finally back!!"

It's the guy who talks a lot - Barton.

But his overly enthusiastic voice at the moment and his too pretentious "Little Anji" made Anji instantly get goosebumps. At the same time, he couldn't help but half cursed and half complained:

"Barton, can you be normal!"

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Barton rushed over in a daze. He seemed to have no intention of braking at all, giving Anji the illusion that he was going to be hit by the opponent in the next second, but he was still very close to her.

Only a few tens of centimeters away, he suddenly stopped——

Because Jeshir had already taken one step ahead of the other party, she was completely blocked in front of Anji.

"Barton, what do you want to do?" Jessier pouted angrily and accused him in a bad tone, "Angie and I are still chatting. The girls should not be confused like this when they are having a pleasant conversation.

The charming guy interrupts!"

After hearing this, Barton's expression immediately became strange, and he retorted not to be outdone:

"Hey, Jessiel, I see you have a lot of time every day, why don't you go and help your friends with some work? Anji is my apprentice, why are you stopping the master from finding a disciple?"

Anji's face became a little strange as she listened to his muttering.

What does "master looking for apprentice" mean?

Although Barton can indeed be regarded as her master, Angie has always been reluctant to admit it - because Barton always takes this matter as a burden on herself, and the other person's appearance of being a villain makes her very angry.

accurate.

Just when she was about to say something, she heard Jessiel standing in front of her and said angrily to Barton:

"I don't care what kind of master you are, Angie obviously has a better relationship with me! If you make any noise again, I'll let Master Slade hang you on the city wall!"

"Huh? Master Slade wouldn't do such a thing to me!" Barton's eyes widened in anger and he pointed at her, "On the contrary, it's a guy like you who refuses to work in front of a maid,

He should be tied up and hung at the gate of the city, so that people who come and go can watch him!"

Looking at the two siblings who were noisy and never wanted to stop, Anji couldn't help but hold her forehead: "Why don't you argue first? I'll wipe my hair..."
To be continued...