We were invited into the Agamand family's stone castle.
Because, Gerard is back.
He probably spent all his gold coins and hired a magician to open a portal for him.
In the early morning, when he appeared at the door of the hotel, holding on to the door frame and breathing heavily, the look of pain and disgust on his face shocked us.
*
It was very warm inside the thick stone castle. The heating array was running at full strength, so we only needed to wear a single layer of clothing.
Behind the thick copper-clad door is a long and winding corridor. The walls are covered with exquisite oil paintings, and the compartments are filled with crystal vases. There are several small halls along the corridor, which are full of luxurious carpets and complicated chandeliers, where servants jingle and wipe.
Our appearance made them more curious, and I even keenly captured the sounds of the two girls kneeling in front of the fireplace biting their ears.
"Look! That handsome young master must be very rich. His shirt is made of gold and silver thread, and the belt is handmade by Arthur Moore. You can't even buy it."
"Oh! I still love his blue eyes, they are so affectionate."
"Stop dreaming, he's not looking at you affectionately."
"I hate it!"
oh! I looked at Dallion coolly, but the boy just pressed his temples, as if he didn't hear anything.
"I came back in a hurry to take a look, but I learned that you are not in the stone castle," I heard Gerard murmuring from the front, "How can you live in a hotel? A very noble young master, and... Are there noble ladies? You will make me lose face if you do this..."
I looked at the fragrant flowers blooming outside the corridor. I didn't care about Master Ajamande's face at all. My mind was full of things about Surrey.
After glancing at Gerard who was leading the way diligently, I calmly pressed the gentle communication gem under my collar.
"Dallion?"
The boy next to me immediately put down the hand on his forehead and took a step closer to me, "Messiah?"
"Tell me what news you and Lazarus got from Vivian. You came in with Gerard, and I didn't even have time to talk to you."
"Oh," he seemed to laugh, "...I thought you were worried about Aja Mander."
"How did you become as annoying as Saree?!"
"Uh, I'm sorry," he pressed his temples unconsciously, but still "soothed" me very seriously, "Don't be afraid, Messiah, I will handle this matter."
"Oh! That's enough! Just tell me, what is it that Vivian can't say?"
He was a little depressed, "...well...you may not believe it...from Miss Vivian's account, Lazarus, I, and even Mr. Hearn all thought it was a jungle troll."
"What?!" I almost blurted out, causing Gerard and Sari to look at me suspiciously.
I immediately looked away and kicked a small piece of wheat cake that a passing maid accidentally dropped from her sleeve out of the corridor. This made the older maid following her let out a long sigh of relief. , nodded to me gratefully.
I raised my eyebrows at her and looked at the big boy next to me again. At this moment, he was also looking at me with a smile. The shining light in his eyes made people... angry!
Gerard was also secretly looking at Darien. The smile on the boy's face made him breathe out quietly, "...The lady is not in good health, but you must go and see her. She will definitely be happy to see you, she is special I like the younger generation." After a pause, he began to ramble again, "Salman is the eldest son of the Agamand family. How can I put it, he is also a polite guy, but Master Devlin... Well, if he offended you..."
"Devlin?" Dallion frowned slightly, "I met him several times when I was young, and I know what kind of person he is."
"Oh," Gerard glanced at him pitifully, "He actually..."
"He must also remember what kind of person I am."
"Oh!" The pity in Gerard's eyes disappeared, "You actually... I mean you taught me a lesson... huh?"
"Well, my brother actually forced me to do it, but I did a pretty good job."
"Oh, I have to...praise you for this, young master. Devlin is really too much. He often bullies people, trips attendants in muddy water, insults maids in front of everyone, and even whips people outside." The poor man in the pigeon coop. He is everyone's enemy, he..."
Dallion turned his head and rubbed his forehead helplessly.
"Don't worry about him," I continued in the teleportation gem. "Tell me about the jungle troll. Is it a man-eating monster with huge fangs, green skin, and a stinky smell?"
"Yes, Messiah."
"But I heard that their brains are very stupid. They can only dance and cook pots of strange soup... How can this race master magic?"
"Messiah, even the fishmen can do magic..." He suddenly stopped.
I couldn't help being stunned, and the next second, I glared at him, and he immediately waved his hand towards me, "I didn't mean that, I meant..."
"Enough!" I interrupted him angrily, "Okay, even if it's a jungle troll...oh!" At that point, I suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but take a breath with sore teeth, "I Oh my god, he...he didn't catch Sari and eat him, right? No, no, no, there is a troll here?!"
"...What's even more terrifying is that the troll can still fly, Messiah." After a pause, Dallion added softly, "Miss Vivian said that after he caught Mr. Sally, he faced Yueying flew away in the direction."
"A troll with wings?!"
"Uh... no wings, Messiah."
"How can you fly without wings?"
The boy spread his hands in disbelief.
"So, which way is the moon shadow facing?"
Dallion silently pointed towards the stone castle.
"...Oh! Ajamande's family has a man-eating monster!"
"Uh, Messiah..." He pressed his eyebrows feebly, "On the other side of the stone castle, there is a mountain forest, and there may be a jungle troll camp inside. Lazarus and Mr. Hearn will continue to ask Wei Miss Wei An asks, we may know more later."
"Why do you always rub your forehead? Do you have a headache?"
"Uh...a little bit."
*
While speaking, Gerard had already struggled to push open the heavy carved door in front.
What hits you is a bright light, which comes from the crystal chandeliers that sway slightly in the morning light.
The large floor-to-ceiling windows are filled with life-size figures carved in white stone. They are sitting or standing, their clothes flying.
Under the gaze of those realistic eyes, I felt a little uncomfortable.
"Those are the ancestors of the late Agamand family," Gerard explained to me, perhaps noticing my gaze, "Philips the longbow, and Armstrong the strength of the bull."
"Oh! I've heard of them! Brave hunters!" Sari said.
"Yes, brave hunter."
I raised my eyebrows and glanced at the bows and arrows and giant axes placed on the shelves in front of the two stone sculptures.
"Come here, come and have a rest in the side hall, gentlemen," he said, making an invitation gesture to us and respectfully guiding us to the soft sofa, "I will greet you soon."
It was as luxurious here as outside. I immediately recognized the fur cushions on the sofa. They were made of golden fox armpit fur and were very expensive. Once illuminated by the morning light through the large window, it was simply dazzling with golden light.
Servants and maids anxiously walked back and forth, cleaning carpets and gauze curtains. From time to time they glanced at us curiously and whispered to us.
As we passed by, someone sprayed a rich floral and fruity perfume into the air, which made me feel a little dizzy.
"Sit here, Messiah." Dallion patted the cushion beside him and picked a piece of cake sprinkled with powdered sugar from the plate at hand and stuffed it into my hand. This action made Sari angry. He rolled his eyes wide at us.
I looked at the things in my hands with disgust, "I don't like desserts."
"But you must try it." He picked another piece on the plate and put it into his mouth. The sweet taste made his eyes shine. "This is Agamand Snowflake Cake. It is made with Made from the best flour in Lordaeron. They all said that this is the supreme sweetness bestowed by the gods on Azeroth." As he spoke, he suddenly frowned and looked at Jay, who was standing there with a somewhat stiff expression. Ludd, "You'd better go wash up, my friend."
"Oh," the black-haired young man touched his gray cheek, "Is it so bad?"
"You smell exactly like...like a jungle troll."
He wrinkled his face exaggeratedly, "Then, please allow me to go first. Liz! You have to entertain these distinguished guests!"
The young man standing by the inner door nodded immediately.
"Miss Messiah?" When he walked out of the door, he suddenly turned around again.
"……Um?"
"Little Master Gregor will be very happy to see you."
*
The first person to come out was not Mr. Agamand, but a tall and thin young man.
He was wearing a gray-brown robe, his face was pale, his gray eyes were very dim, and there were deep black circles around them.
It made him look like a corpse with its eyes gouged out.
At this moment, this "corpse" was covering his mouth and coughing. Several times, I felt that he would spit out a bloody lung.
Tsk.
Seeing him, the servants lowered their heads and hid.
He glanced at them disdainfully, and then, his eagle eyes under the dark bangs fell on Darien. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but at that moment, I felt thunder and lightning flashing in his pupils.
"Oh! Young Master Mograine!" After a moment of dead silence, he suddenly opened his mouth and walked towards Darien with great enthusiasm, "We haven't seen each other for a long, long time! Didn't you say you would never come here again? Is it done?"
Dallion smiled slightly, "It's really an honor for you to think about this sentence so much, Devlin."
Devlin's face stiffened, and he rolled his eyes. He looked at me and Sari. At that moment, a smile of unknown meaning leaked from the corner of his mouth, "These two beautiful ladies are Master Mograine." 'Female companion'?" He said the last word so lightly that even a fool could understand the meaning.
"These two are Miss Rubio," Dallion said to Flynn after gently pressing my shoulder, "That one is Sari. Miss Rubio, Miss Sari, he is Daifu Lin, the young master of the Agamand family."
Sari nodded to Devlin with a straight face, and the young man bowed gracefully, "Ahem, your blue eyes are so charming." Then he looked at me, "Ahem, Then this one must be Ms. Messiah Rubio, ahem, you are indeed a girl that would make even the moon god feel ashamed, just like the rumors say."
rumor?
He seemed to understand my confusion, smiled and wiped the sapphire on his tail ring, "Your 'famous reputation' has long been spread here from Lordaeron."
oh! I narrowed my eyes and clenched my fists.
I'm sure that no one can save this bastard at this moment!
Dallian moved faster than me. He punched Devlin hard on the left side of his face. His upper body was thrown back, and his nosebleeds splattered all the way. If his attendants hadn't immediately helped him from behind. If he stops, he will fall over!
"Oh!" Everyone present exclaimed.
"Oh my God! You're bleeding!" The attendant turned pale with fright, "Liz! Go get the gauze! You guys!" He glared at the servants and maids surrounding the door again, "Go get some medicinal wine!"
"Oh! Yes!"
"Darian!" I hugged the arm of the boy next to me.
Make no mistake, I have no desire to help Devlin at all, and Dallion's punch was a blast.
However, I noticed something was wrong with this boy.
Because, the look in his eyes at this moment is very scary, and the fierce light in it makes me afraid that he will continue to attack until Devlin's head is broken!
"Dallion?"
The boy was breathing heavily, bloodshot eyes slithering in his eyes.
It seemed that he put down the arm he raised on his chest with great force, "Apologise! Devlin!"
"Hiss--" The boy opposite wiped the blood under his nose and pushed away the servants surrounding him. At that moment, his eyes were red with anger, "Are you crazy?! Darien Momo? Glennie?! You attacked me in my home?! Are you really having sex with the illegitimate daughter of the Rubio family, as the rumors say?! You didn't know that she was already with Gregor..."
"Apologise! Devlin!" Dallion almost roared. He clenched his fists again and was about to attack in the next second!
"Dallion!" I hugged his arm tighter, but I felt that I was no match for his volcanic power! As long as he waved his hand gently, I would fly out!
"Holy Light! What are you doing?!" At that moment, a woman's exclamation sounded from the door leading to the inner room.
For a moment, we all looked over.
It was a lady wearing a moon-white silk skirt. At this time, she squeezed the snow-white silk handkerchief in her hand and stared at us with her gentle gray eyes.
She was very thin. If the maid hadn't been supporting her, I think she would have fainted at any time.
"Mom? What are you doing out here?!" Devlin said in shock and anger.
Mother?
No wonder...it turned out that she was Mrs. Agamand, and her sharp nose and thin lips were exactly the same as Devlin's.
"Why are you having a nosebleed?! Child?!" Mrs. Agamand held the maid's arm tightly and walked towards Devlin anxiously. Raising her hand, she seemed to want to wipe it for him with her fingers, but he slapped her head back.
"Devlin?" She lowered her voice slightly.
"...cough cough cough..."
"Madam... it was... Young Master Mograine did it..." Devlin's attendant said cautiously.
Turning her head, she looked at Darien. At this moment, I could clearly see the angry light in her eyes. However, her good upbringing forced her to restrain her anger, "Young Master Mograine? Oh? , no matter what, you should not hit Devlin, you know he is in bad health."
I could feel that Dallion seemed to be more excited, and his whole body tensed up, as hard as iron.
Mrs. Agamand must have felt Darien's anger, but she still stopped in front of Devlin, her chest heaving violently.
Oh my god!
what to do? !
What happened to Dallion? ! Why do you seem to have lost your mind? !
If he really punches out, the lady in front of me, and Devlin... I simply can't imagine the consequences!
"That can't be an excuse for him to bully other people, Mrs. Agamand!" He lowered his head and stared at the lady in front of him with that terrifying look for a long time before squeezing out those words through his teeth, " I will never allow him to insult the Messiah, he must apologize!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly held his throat and fell straight forward. I couldn't hold him back at all!
boom--
"Dallion!"
