MTL - Ultimate Assassin System-v3 Chapter 999 Take you home

Something like snowflakes can often make people associate with romance.

This is not the meaning attached to snowflakes. In fact, it is just an advanced version of rain. After melting, it will show its true colors. Including hail, the difference is just that the evolutionary version is more advanced. So who thinks hail is romantic? Except for individual masochists, no one would think that this life-threatening thing has any romantic meaning at all.

It just happens to be snowflakes, which have a strong romantic value in various yy imaginary scenes that humans attach and impose. Well, this can't be considered an illusion. After all, watching the white feathers dance in an empty mess, and then slowly if the catkins drift, and finally the world is dyed pure and immaculate. It is really quite seductive and pretty ...

Of course, this is best under the premise of watching through glass!

"Ah! What a peculiar weather, huh ... your uncle is frozen ..." At night, under the street corner of the city, under the shop signboard. The patrol is actually the same as homeless Bernie, sneezing, blowing his nose, looking bitterly at the snowflakes outside the signboard, pouting and complaining, "Old man, you said we two People leave the north, why did they come to this capital? Anyway, I did n’t expect the promotion to get rich. Anyway, when I was running around, I just found a small town in the north and could n’t live a good life. —— "

"You see, patrolling, patrolling, patrolling all day and night. There isn't even a ghost on the street, and I can't sleep well. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... Old Bao ... "

"... what exactly do you want to say? I asked so many questions in one breath, and I also have to think about which question you should answer first, Bernie." Bowes narrowed his eyebrows. Then he rubbed his red nose down. The same look of helplessness and irritability. "When I was going back to the south after boarding the ship, I asked you to discuss it. You did n’t analyze that the gray-clad army was unreliable. We have offended them and stayed in the north. It ’s definitely more ferocious, so we agreed to go back to the south. What's the point of saying this now? "

He paused. "The reason why there is no ghost in the street is that the grand theater in the city is hosting a grand celebration. Before the crown prince was crowned, all the nobles in the city went. They were afraid Ghost, so a curfew tonight ... well, go and find a bowl of hot soup to infuse, or you really should be sick. "

The words fell, and a snoring. Bowers frowned as Detective Bernie pulled out the jug from the bag on the side of the horse beside him, unplugged the cork, and raised his head to fill his mouth.

"I'm talking about hot soup!"

"I know. But ..." Raising the jug, Bernie raised his hand carelessly to wipe the remaining stains on the corners of his mouth. "Is there any hot soup that works better than spicy wine?"

"Okay, this is your fault. You can't blame me." Bowes shrugged silently, shook off the snowflakes, and then waved away at the team guard Dragon Riding, who was curled up under the signboard, "Go away, Go out and continue patrolling. "

"No, Captain. Let's take a break. It's going to freeze to death now."

"Yeah, at least wait for the snow to be slightly smaller."

"Anyway, there aren't many people on this street, and there is no difference in captain patrolling ..."

"Shut up, what do you little bunnies know! Staying here will really freeze you to death! Hurry up, drink a drink, go out and move, it will warm ..."

In the sound of sorrow and sorrow, Bowes finally kicked the knights back into the snow on the street, before waiting for the people to grumble, Bernie frowned, and raised his palm. cut!"

There was a sneeze, and there was a slight horseshoe sound from the quiet streets. The crowd turned their heads subconsciously to look at the distant intersection, and when they tilted slightly, they saw a luxury carriage driving out of the snow and snow, passing away, crossing the intersection, and turning into the wide lane by the road.

"It's an aristocracy." Although the carriage just disappeared on the street just after the shock, it was enough for everyone to see the luxurious exterior of the carriage. There is no doubt that carriages of this size can only come from aristocratic families. Even savvy eyes such as Bowie's saw the family logo engraved on the outer wall of the carriage and scratched his head. "It's that Austria, Austria, what ... **** it, there are so many nobles in the capital!"

"Ogler family," Bernie added calmly.

"It was the aristocratic family that had disciples who closed the gates of the sword gods." Except for the captains and vice captains who suddenly came from the air, Bowness and Bernie, other guard dragon riders have been in the capital for many years, and some are even the capital Locals, the sources are naturally more detailed than the first two.

"Strange, isn't the Royal Theatre over there, how did this carriage go back? Did the celebration end so soon?" After a pause, Bowes looked at the Dragon Rider who just answered, and asked casually, " Do you know the family address of this Austrian or Austrian family? "

"Uh, I only know that the general location is in the Dongcheng aristocratic area, and the specific address is not clear." This is also natural. No matter in which town, the area where the aristocratic manor is located is extremely tightly guarded, and idlers are not allowed to enter and exit. And with the ranks of these dragon guards, they are naturally included in the range of idle people.

"Dongcheng District?" Bowuis heard a moment's silence, staring at the entrance of the aisle faintly southeast, frowning slightly. Of course, this is no doubt, after all, they are new to the city, and they are not sure whether this laneway is a shortcut to the Dongcheng noble district ...

"Okay, keep on patrolling." Bernie waved his hand disapprovingly and stepped on his horseback. "Who knows what the nobles are doing, maybe they just found that the clothes they participated in the festival collided with others, afraid of losing face. Go back and change ... "

Well, I have to say that judging from the urine of the aristocracy, which is more important than life, Bernie said casually that it is very likely to be true. So Bowes shrugged, no longer thinking about it, and led a group of guarded dragon riders to continue patrolling along the street ...

At the same time, just inside the luxurious compartment.

Bang, bang, bang ...

"A lunatic, a lunatic, this **** lunatic--why did you treat me so! Why all of them treat me--ah--"

Suppressed hissing, panting wildly. At this moment, Winsling paralyzed in a messy carriage, like a dying beast trapped in a cage, unwilling to howl, struggling to death.

The shame and shame in front of the theater, the unabashed ridicule and contempt of the family and the passive retreat of the family father ... It must be said that no matter how well psychologically prepared Winsling had been before, it was only a young man who was emotionally excited That's it. And the scene that just happened in front of the theater was undoubtedly overwhelming his young and fragile sensitive nerves to a great extent.

Anger, unwillingness, resentment ... and stubborn anger and annoyance at one's heart in the bottom of my heart, regardless of whether I admit it or not.

That's right, no matter how positive Winsling judges himself, no matter how much he doesn't care or even despise the ridicule of outsiders. But there is a fact that can never be changed, that is, he really betrayed the teacher who brought him great glory! It did indeed kill him with a respectable brother, who was wonderful!

Therefore, even if Winsling can frown and cope with the blame and scolding that is not a person inside and outside, as long as a pair of people who are on Philip and related to the sword god, they are naturally guilty and heaven is in a vulnerable position.

At that level in his heart, he couldn't get through!

This is the biggest source of shame and shame!

Perhaps, only after Woodin's death, when everyone gradually forgets this story, and when the members of the O'Gryll family begin to enjoy the real benefits brought by the refusal of the Grand Prince, and then slowly look squarely at Winsling's role, It is possible to get some relief. Just like the sentence that Winsling ’s father sent the family guard-do n’t care what others say, it will pass!

However, the question now is, can Winsling wait until then ...

"Law law ..." As the several steed horses coming from outside the car were hissing and whining at the same time, the speed of the car slowed down obviously. Winsling sat paralyzed in the middle of the carriage, grabbing her hair, and heard her voice, looking up subconsciously.

How long has it elapsed, has the carriage returned to the door of the family?

Obviously not, because the car curtains are dark.

Frowning ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ With a bang, Winsling lifted his feet to the front wall of the coach where the driver was, angrily roaring, "What ?!"

"Bring the young master home ..."

With a faint sigh, Winsling could not hear clearly, and frowned again, and raised the curtain with his hand.

A moment.

Outside the glass window is a dark, bare roadway wall.

"... Get on your way, Master Winsling, it's time to take you back to your hometown ..."

Still sighing softly, the difference was that Winsling heard this very clearly and very familiar. The body was stiff for a moment, the pupils contracted sharply, and the coldness of the brain from the coccyx vertebrae burst into the body ...

"Down--"

………… (To be continued ...)

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