At the party, Wise was exchanging food experiences with the girl.
Viscount Cairn's Mansion
Butler Joyce was sitting on a chair by the window of his bedroom to rest, gently shaking a goblet of dark red wine in his hand. Even wearing pajamas could not hide his elegant temperament.
I guess if an outsider saw this scene, they would definitely think it was some noble lord?
"~~~"
"Come in," Joyce said, putting the wine glass in front of his nose and feeling the fruity fragrance of the wine slowly evaporating.
"Sorry to bother you, Lord Joyce!"
The guard commander Welf walked in and gently closed the door.
"What's up?"
Joyce didn't even look at Welf. It seemed that the wine in front of him was more worthy of his attention than Welf.
Welf recognized at a glance that the wine in Joyce's hand was the Muge wine produced in the Thousand Winds Hills in the southern part of the Kingdom of Fes. It was extremely popular for its unique fruit aroma and delicate taste. A single bottle would cost hundreds of dollars. gold.
Of course, Welf himself has never drank this kind of luxury product. He could only recognize it thanks to the highly recognizable cyan wine bottle placed on the small table nearby.
However, Welf didn't feel anything wrong with Joyce's behavior of enjoying this expensive wine, and instead replied respectfully:
"It's about Master Wise."
"Oh?" Joyce then turned to look at Welf and said slowly:
"I remember that the young master was practicing weapons with you. What happened?"
"It's nothing serious, the young master learns quickly and is very serious, it's just..."
Welf lowered his head and said cautiously: "Master Wise seems to be very impatient. Although he learns quickly, he immediately changes to another weapon as soon as he gets familiar with it. What he learns is basically just a show, and everyone is helpless. "
"And the young master has been doing experiments very late at night these days, so everyone can't get a good rest."
Welf gritted his teeth and felt a little uneasy, but he still expressed his inner thoughts.
"Lord Joyce, can you please advise the young master? There seems to be no use in learning martial arts from the noble mage."
Welf, who had been struggling with Wise for a few days, also had some complaints in his heart. Of course, the most important thing was that he thought that Wise, a mage, had to learn how to use weapons in a thankless way. It was a waste of time!
After finishing speaking, Welf kept his head lowered and did not dare to look at Joyce, as if the frail butler in front of him was some kind of savage beast.
After a moment of silence, Welf became increasingly uneasy and regretted his reckless behavior of "snitching".
"You really think so?"
Joyce's unhurried voice sounded softly in Welf's ears.
Seeing that Welf was speechless, he continued:
"It seems that I am still too tolerant to you."
Joyce gently placed the wine glass on the table. Suddenly, a fierce and terrifying coercion enveloped the entire body of the current guard commander.
"Uh ah ah ah"
Welf instantly fell to his knees and pressed his hands firmly on the floor to support his body. The fear of death surged into his heart. Painful sounds were continuously squeezed out of his mouth along with gasping for air, but he did not dare to take a breath of air. It seemed as if his whole body would be crushed by this terrifying pressure in one second.
What.What is the situation?
Just the murderous aura and aura exuding made you unable to move?
I. I won't die here, will I?
Wrong, I was totally wrong. I originally thought that after I was promoted to the Golden Warrior, I would be able to gain some status in front of this man. Who would have thought that I couldn't bear the pressure alone?
This is not the high-level professional I guessed. This is clearly an existence whose life has been sublimated and has entered the legendary realm!
That is a figure that the king will treat as a guest and treat him with respect, and his heroic legend will be spread throughout the continent. Who would have thought that the old housekeeper in front of him is one of them?
Died, die, die, die, die! ! The helplessness and fear of facing death tugged at the warrior's nerves crazily, and Welf's heart was overwhelmed by endless regret.
Just when Welf's consciousness was about to disappear.
"Remember your duty."
Joyce's fingers tapped on the table, but Welf felt that every time he struck, he hit his heart hard.
"Master Wise's words are orders, even if you are asked to die!"
Joyce stopped tapping his fingers, looked at the golden warrior lying on the ground in front of him, dripping with sweat, and said in an indifferent tone:
"Otherwise you know that death is the happiest thing."
Welf felt as if he was facing hell. The deep murderous intent stabbed from his skin to his internal organs. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and his blood stopped flowing and condensed.
"get out!"
Without waiting for an answer, Joyce didn't bother to look at Welf again and waved his hand. Welf groaned, and suddenly he rose into the air and was thrown out of the window on the side.
After doing all this, the old butler was still so calm and calm, as if the terrifying method just now was not performed by himself.
Joyce stared deeply at the dark red wine flowing back and forth in his hand, and continued to taste the intoxicating scent of sunshine and rain in Muge wine, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Arcanist?—
No. 116 Face Street
Wise had no idea that the leader of his bodyguards had been severely punished by the housekeeper for gossiping about him. He was happily exchanging food experiences with the foodie girl he met at the party.
This wave belongs to the same-minded people GET!
"So there are actually many ways to make golden silk, including egg shreds, potato shreds, and even noodles. Of course, my favorite is made with potato shreds, which complements the smooth and tender texture of the shrimp balls!"
Wise talked non-stop.
"Oh~~~! It must be delicious!" The girl looked at Wise who seemed to be glowing with admiration, and expressed her admiration without hesitation.
Looking at the Berdych Sweet Shrimp Salad on the plate, I suddenly felt that it didn't taste that good!
The girl rolled her eyes, stretched out her white and delicate hands, and said to Wise:
"Nice to meet you, my name is Yeer."
Wise didn't pay attention to this obviously disguised pseudonym. He gently took the little hand handed over by the girl with his right hand in a gentlemanly manner, lowered his head and gave it a soft kiss.
"I'm Wise Kane, nice to meet you."
Yeer looked at Wise in surprise and burst into laughter:
"Dear Mr. Wise Kane, I'm not married yet. Didn't anyone tell me that it's rude to kiss a girl's hand?"
Well, I just wanted to do as the locals do, and I really didn't notice this.
Wise thought a little awkwardly, but the girl Yeer didn't care. Instead, she changed the subject and pointed at the figure walking towards the two of them.
"My friend came to see me. Nice to meet you. If you have a chance next time, please treat me to the golden shrimp that you mentioned!"
After speaking, the figure walked up to Wise and Yeer, glanced at Wise with a slightly wary eye, then turned to Yeer and said:
"Miss Yeer, it's time, we should go back."
"Well, good."
After saying that, he waved goodbye to Wise and followed the man away from the dance crowd.
"That's interesting!" Wise looked at the two people leaving and smiled.