——This is not like a joke at all.

She trembled her fingers, almost the first time she remembered the maid with her belly thrust when she ran into yesterday, and suddenly lost strength in her hands.

The eyes were gray.

The Braden Mansion, a few miles away, was extremely quiet today. Only Kou Qiu sat alone at the table and stuffed the milk into his mouth. Xavier stood behind him and served him, pouring him a cup of warm milk.

When placed on the table, his fingers with his calloused fingers quickly touched the back of Kou Qiu's hand.

Kou Qiu's eyelashes trembled. When he looked at the other party again, he still looked calm, as if he was really just a loyal servant.

"Please use it slowly, Master."

The newly cooked dishes were served again.

"Cream mushroom soup," Xavier whispered, and placed the small bowl in front of Kouqiu, "Do you want to use some?"

It was white and sticky. Kou Qiu looked at the soup and his face looked a little strange.

After the last time, how could this soup be imported?!

He didn't intend to make things difficult for him, so he silently put down the tableware.

The young young man behind him chuckled.

Kou Qiu's ears turned red when he was laughing, and he coughed, and then wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Didn't you say before that there will be news about Viscount Helen in the past few days?"

"Yes," Xavier bent down, his golden hair hanging down along his movements, swaying slightly, "There will be news today."

Kou Qiu was still a little confused: "But what are you-"

"Whatever it is," the young man bowed his head respectfully and whispered, "A person like that is not worthy of your dirt on your noble hands."

His silver-gray eyes were deep, and sharp light flashed inside.

The lightning ripped open his pupils.

"If you really want to know," Xavier said, "I will take you to see it myself in the afternoon."

After lunch, they set foot on the road. Instead of using the Braden's carriage, Xavier temporarily hired one from the street. He wiped the seat first, then held Kou Qiu's hand and let his young master sit safely on the padded seat.

At the same time, the groom raised his whip with a barb. The two handsome horses suddenly suffered pain, and suddenly stepped out of their four hooves and ran on the street.

They passed through the bustling streets that were familiar to the sky, followed the crowd for a long time, and turned into a dark alley in a blink of an eye. Xavier paid half a Gaso, then took his noble little master out and took him through the alley that was circling like a spider web.

Most of these alleys are basically the same. There is a place where dirty water flows, Kou Qiu was about to step over, but the young man hugged her in the waist.

The system let out a loud voice and sighed: [Princess hug!]

Kou Qiu wanted to fool himself into a face.

"Offair, Master," Xavier said slowly, "I can't dirty your clean soles."

He said it was very sound.

It was not until they stood in the darkness of the corner of the street and hid behind the wall that Kou Qiu saw where this place was.

This is the house connected to the exchange.

"This is where the civilians you see in the exchange," Xavier's breath sprayed over his head, and his voice lowered, "Master, maybe you've seen someone familiar?"

Suddenly, the sound of another carriage approached. Kou Qiu subconsciously held his breath and then saw a maid jumping out of the carriage.

The maid said something to the people in the exchange and immediately summoned a woman from the house - the woman had a big waist and a round waist. Because she had worked so much, her hands and face were very rough. She hurriedly wiped her hands and said a few words to the maid.

Kou Qiu stared at the carriage, and after a long time, he saw a slender figure in the carriage.

Like a lady.

After reading this, he felt even more confused: "What does this mean?"

The young man looked at him with silver-gray eyes.

"You have seen it with your own eyes," he replied, "in this exchange, there are also some dark rules."

"For example... a well-hearted master like you appears in the private room, and then there are dark rules for what the slaves you buy and sell that day."

Kou Qiu heard some meanings that had not been clearly stated from his words.

Xavier nodded and said, "Vissue Herron has taken advantage of this rule."

However, Helun was just a slave at that time. He was poor and didn't even deserve his own property. He wanted to be outstanding in front of Master Ulysses and wanted to be bought into Braden's Mansion, so he had no choice but to bribe the host.

If you don’t have money, how can you bribe?

Helun walked another way.

He found the host's wife.

"Eve is next," Xavier said softly, "Visson Herron undoubtedly needs some special news if he wants to surrender to another master."

So he moved the heart of Deloris's personal maid and turned the other party into his own source of information. He grasped a plan of the Braden family and immediately couldn't wait to leave here and embark on the road to the sky he built for himself.

"And then-"

Xavier's eyes slowly turned to the carriage.

"It's this Earl Miss."

Even if he won a battle in the army, Helun's status could not be further improved. His origin was like a shaky mud, and all the nobles did not want to join him. Even when His Majesty the King praised his strength and courage, he did not show any further rewards. Helun could read contempt from their eyes.

If you want to move forward again, you can only find a rich girl with a noble status to marry. This person would be devoted to him and support him in a shaky backstage.

The mediocre Earl Miss came into Herlun's eyes like this.

Kou Qiu was a little chilled.

From the mud to the present, Viscount Heron has made every step of his plan. He has laid all the hearts into the ladder of his career. His ambition and boldness can't help but admire even the most experienced and sleek politicians.

However, this is not positive.

"But now," Xavier said slowly, "Virgin Herron's chess piece is probably going to be destroyed."

Miss Earl's frame has been re-departed.

Kou Qiu looked at the carriage away and was speechless for a moment. He had known that the original owner had made Helun's stepping stone, but he didn't know that even the first encounter was Helun's plan in advance.

In this way, even the little bit of emotion that the original owner had developed eventually became Helun's tool.

The system boy was filled with righteous indignation and made a final conclusion: [Scumbag!]

If he cheated on this and that, why didn’t he go directly to heaven?

It snorted and said: [No wonder it smells like a scum.]

Kou Qiu was amused by its last childish words.

The sky seemed to be darker, and heavy clouds accumulated in the air, as if a few drops of thin raindrops could be squeezed out in the next second. Xavier unfolded the thin cloak in his arms and tightened his master tightly to block the cold that might have eroded.

"Please rest assured, Master," he whispered, "I will never walk the Viscount Heron's path."

He looked at Kou Qiu's eyes and a snow-white lightning lit up inside.

"As I swore before," he buttoned the last pearl button, "you will be my only, supreme master in my life."

That night, during the break of exercise, Kou Qiu said to the system boy: [...If he didn't suddenly run over and attack, I would almost believe it.]

The hell is the supreme master. And, is this guy getting more and more skilled in firing missiles?

The system said irresponsibly: [Then you can suggest changing your position later. If you are in the upper hand, will you be supreme?]

Kou Qiu:【......】

[No,] He swallowed, [Marx taught us that everything should be based on objective laws, considering our own actual situation, and doing what we can.]

Just as he was considering how to analyze the specific problems, the muscles on the young man's shoulders were tensed again. Xavier, with full of reverence, kissed his divine eyes repeatedly, looked at the young master's sweaty hair on the bed, frowned slightly, and showed an unbearable expression that seemed to be unbearable.

Even the green eyes were wet, and the slender white neck was raised. The light green blood vessels on the top were highlighted because of the tension, and the breathing was hot.

A cold and thin piece of sweat on my forehead.

Xavier licked a drop of sweat hanging on his chin.

"Master," he whispered, "My Master..."

He changed his position and Kou Qiu's head buzzed.

......Damn it.

He really turned the missile into an atomic bomb.

The author has something to say: Xavier: I want xx, xxx, xx, xx!

Kou Qiu:...bad reviews, bad reviews!

I want to return the product!!!

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Thank you for your landmines, thank you for your grenades and landmines~

Slag attack actually has a great dream.

The attack in this world is a bit similar to Xia Xinji in his first life. Because of his background, it is hard to say how upright it is.
Chapter completed!