"Maybe it's because he only saw everyone else walking, but didn't know you could fly?" Wayne said with a thought.
Chrissy pushed his shoulder dumbfounded. "Hey! I'm angry now, don't interrupt."
Wayne smiled and opened his arms, directly taking her head into his arms.
"It's okay. Isn't there a saying that 'fear comes from the unknown'? Father is afraid that you won't be able to cope with those difficulties because he doesn't know you well enough." He consoled you carefully.
"What about you?" Chris asked suddenly, "Do you know me well enough?"
The movement of holding her and swinging around paused, and Wayne fell into thought for a moment.
When it comes to understanding Chris, although he cannot guarantee that he has completely mastered all aspects of her...but he can be sure that except for herself, there is probably no one in the world who understands her better than himself.
After a moment of silence, he said, "I know you, perhaps as well as you know me."
"This is such a shameless statement," she complained.
"There's nothing I can do~ If I can't even cheat, I won't be able to compete with you." Wayne didn't blush.
With his kind words and patient coaxing, Chrissy's mood improved a lot.
"Anyway, I will use my own way to prove my strength!" Fighting spirit ignited in her eyes. "I will let all those hateful guys know what a big mistake they made by underestimating my ability..."
Soon her voice changed again: "So, Wayne, you will help me, right?"
Wayne laughed: "Of course I will."
"Okay! Let's work together and do a great job together!" Chris happily patted Wayne on the shoulder, filled with enthusiasm.
Even though she is a time traveler who is difficult to deal with, she is still an easy girl to coax...
Seeing Chris cheering up again, Wayne felt relieved.
…
Norman Laird is missing.
When he first heard the news, Bulwer felt unbelievable.
That guy is even more cunning than a fox. Didn't he hide on purpose as a prank?
But both Darcy's body and the way he was seriously injured that day all support what the contact person in front of him who calls himself "Ross" said.
"Lord Bulwer, did my master really not reveal who was hunting him before he said goodbye to you?"
Ross was very anxious now.
He could still remain calm when he received the news that Darcy had been killed, but when Norman Laird did not show up by the agreed deadline, he could no longer convince himself to continue waiting.
As an ally belonging to the same rebel camp, he could only come to Bulwer first to confirm the situation.
"He didn't say...he just asked me to arrange for him to sneak into the Cathedral of the Royal Capital of St. Lornes..." Bulwer was also very anxious.
But instead of worrying about his friend's safety, he was more worried about letting him leak the secret behind him.
Based on his past understanding of Norman, when it comes to a life-and-death crisis, that guy can do anything!
"Church?!" Ross suddenly stood up in panic. "Will he be caught by the church people?!"
"Probably not. There has been no news of unusual behavior from the church recently." Bulwer rubbed his forehead in distress.
"Furthermore, the cathedral is located in the most densely populated area of the royal capital. If there is a fierce battle, there will always be some movement, and it will be difficult to hide it from others."
"Then how did you let him sneak in?" Ross asked repeatedly, "Whose hands did he pass along the way? Where did the man and him separate..."
"enough."
Bulwer's face didn't look good.
Even within the rebel army, he and Norman Laird were on the same level, and it was never the turn of his men to question how he did things.
Realizing that he had gone too far, Rose's expression hardened.
"...I'm sorry, I'm just too worried about my master." He explained dryly.
"I understand." Bulwer said solemnly.
"You should go back first. I will continue to investigate and let you know if there is any news."
He doesn't want others to know about his secret moves.
Ross seemed to want to say something more, but looking at Bulwer's cold face, he finally swallowed what he wanted to say.
"Okay... please be more careful."
But Bulwer just waved him off.
Stepping out of the city guard headquarters building alone, Ross turned back and looked at the highest floor of this imposing building.
He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but spit out extremely hateful words from the gap between his lips.
"It's just a dog lying under the feet of the Macefield family... The Laird family will never tolerate such scoundrels!"
On the highest floor, Bulwer was also looking down at the servant who was walking away in anger like a lost dog.
"It's ridiculous...even if these guys die, they probably won't be able to let go of their so-called bloodline and family name."
He was disgusted by it.
And envious.
But now, it is not the time for him to think about these issues.
He summoned a few confidants who had completely obeyed his orders and ordered them to secretly and urgently track down the whereabouts of Norman Laird.
However, after watching all these subordinates take orders and leave, he suddenly realized a problem: Wait, not long after Norman left that day, Miss Echos rushed to his house unexpectedly...
A terrible suspicion suddenly emerged in his mind.
Could it be? !
No, that's not right! If it was Mr. Echos who did it, Norman had no reason not to remind himself. Instead, he encouraged himself to confess his feelings to Echos as soon as possible.
And when he was in agitated mood, he rashly offended the beauty, and she just slapped him unconscious...
Thinking of what happened that night, Bulwer's face turned blue and white, which was really wonderful.
It was embarrassing, but Ecos didn't spread the word about it, and she didn't come to her door again after that. What does this mean?
Should I... take the initiative to ask her to meet again?
After some extremely complex psychological activities, Bulwer gritted his teeth and decided to try it out himself.
What if she was just shy and embarrassed to agree because she confessed her feelings too suddenly? After all, she didn't refuse on the spot, right?
And if Norman Laird's disappearance was really related to her...it would be better for him to be mentally prepared for this as soon as possible.
He didn't think he could survive a head-on battle with Echos.
But because of this, she who didn't make a move when they met before will most likely not make a move on herself now.
With a rough plan in mind, he quickly flipped through the recent official documents piled on his desk.
After spending quite a while, he finally picked out a reason that could be used as an excuse for the appointment.
