Chapter 62 You're Screwed
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"Huh!" Francis sat in his seat, drank the water handed over by Vivian, and looked at the crowd around him. "Things are like that, not what you think they are!"
"I knew you weren't that kind of person, Master! Aiolos, you look so upright and honest, but it turns out you're just spouting nonsense!" Dais glared at Aiolos with a "I misjudged you" expression.
Aeolus
"So the young master brought this woman back!" Saber said with a sudden realization, looking like she didn't plan to apologize for her actions earlier.
"Vivian, take her to get cleaned up, she's filthy!" Francis frowned at the sight of Lantigua Gracie lying beside him, who had gotten motion sickness from his speeding and vomited all over his shoulder.
"Yes, young master!" Vivi supported Lantigriess as they went up to the second floor; there was no bathroom on the first floor.
"Leia! Don't you have anything to say about my shoulder?" Francis rubbed his nearly dislocated shoulder, looking at Saber, who had just given him a shoulder throw right in the doorway!
"I... I'm going to put Deloris to bed!" Saber's face turned red as he picked up Deloris from one side and headed upstairs.
"What are you two doing?" Francis asked, looking at the whispering duo of Dice.
"Hmm! Something about the small universe, young master go rest first, I and Eros still have to chat for a while." Dais said with a serious tone.
"Is that so!" Francis stood up and walked to the second floor, saying without looking back: "Aiolos, remember what I said, stay away from him, you'll be corrupted." After finishing speaking, he entered his own room.
"Where are you going, Aeolus?" Francis asked as he went upstairs. Aeolus followed him up.
"Master told me to keep away from you."
"Hmm? That's just Master's misunderstanding of me! As your senior, I still have a lot to teach you." Dais said hastily.
"It's fine, sometimes I think it's better if we keep a distance from each other!" Eriolos went upstairs and disappeared from Dais' sight.
"Seriously! This guy, has he also entered puberty?! " Dis muttered to himself "Why doesn't the young master summon someone a bit more mature like me? There's no common language at all!"
The next day at noon, Lantigua Gris opened her own sleepy eyes and looked at the white ceiling. "Where is this...?" Covering her still slightly dizzy head, she slowly sat up. "Yesterday...?!!...... Francis!"
It seemed like she had thought of something, and Lantigua suddenly lifted up her covers, revealing a men's pajama on herself.
"Ahhhhh!" A scream echoed through the entire manor's airspace.
"What's wrong!" Francis, who was lying on the chaise longue sunbathing, raised the hat that covered his face and looked up at the second floor. "What happened?"
A figure in pajamas jumped down from the second floor and ran directly over to Francis who was lying on a chaise longue.
"Hey! Landygris, what's going on?" Francis hailed.
"It's you!?" Lantigua Gris suddenly accelerated and knocked Francis to the ground from the chaise longue, riding on his body, pulling his collar, and said with red eyes: "You... what did you do to me?"
Ignoring Lantigua's murderous gaze, Francis stared at the spring light on her chest. "You're glowing!"
"Ah——!" Lantiegris directly grabbed Francis's neck, seeing the anger in her eyes, Francis also knew that the joke couldn't go on. Directly grasping Lantiegris's hands, he forcibly lifted them up, although she was a sixth-rank knight with strength that could look down on all her peers, but Francis, he had always been proud of his own speed and power.
"I'm telling you, don't you want to hear me out?"
"What else is there to explain? You despicable scoundrel, I will definitely kill you!"
"But I didn't do anything!"
"Whose pajamas are these?"
"This!...... is indeed mine!" Yesterday, Vivian took Lantigua's dirty clothes to wash, but later she and Saber's nightgown were really too small, so she borrowed one from Francis.
"I!...... I'm going to kill you!" Lantigri's eyes turned red, with a hint of tears.
"Mom! What are you doing?" Dolores walked over with a reluctant Gary in her arms, followed by Vivi.
"Haha! You're just in time! Did you see that fox tribe girl wearing a maid outfit? She's the one who helped you change clothes yesterday, you drank too much and got your clothes dirty!" Francis looked at Vivi, you really came at the right time.
"Really? You!...You really didn't do anything? Didn't deceive me!" Lantigua Gris turned her head to look at Vivian, asking somewhat uncertainly.
"Your own body, if I did something, can't you feel it?" Francis said speechlessly.
"This is it!" Lantigua Gris felt a bit, as if nothing was wrong, had nothing really happened? Scared me to death!
"Miss! Your clothes, I've already put them on your bed!" Vivi bowed and said to Lantiegris.
"Thank you!" Looking at the small and lovely fox tribe girl, Lantiegris hastily said a thank you.
"How long do you plan to stay on me? And, as I just told you, you're exposed!" Francis stared at Lantigri's chest, and indeed it was the real deal!
"Ah!" Lantigua Gris hastily jumped up from Francis, ran back along the original road, and jumped to the second floor, seemingly going to change clothes.
"I'm so sorry about today!" Lantigua Gris said, standing at the iron gate and speaking to Francis. But in her heart, she was muttering that today was really unlucky.
"Ah! I didn't mind it that much!" Francis said nonchalantly, stroking the chin of his cover.
You wouldn't mind, of course. Lantigua's eyebrows jumped up and down, you've taken advantage of everything cheaply, what else do you have to mind? If possible, I really want to beat you up.
"And besides, I'll take this nightgown with me!" Lantigua Gris said, pointing to the space ring on her hand.
"Oh! Take it away then, saves me having to wash it!" Francis said readily.
"Hehe! I'll go first!" Lantigua forced a smile, or else she'd feel like going crazy. This guy, can't he say something nice for once? Or is my charm really that low?
"Ah! I'm not sending it!" Francis said and turned around to walk back.
“……” Lantie Gris turned around to look at the stone slab road behind her, this guy, how far is it from the imperial capital center, can't he even send me a carriage? Is he an idiot? What a punchable face...face? Right, what does that guy look like anyway?
"Master! Your dialogue is the worst I've ever seen! And earlier, weren't you going to see that woman off?" Dice emerged from the corner like a ghost.
"Didn't I already send her to the door?"
"I'm saying send her back to the Imperial Capital!" Di Su thought to himself, his own young master really was clueless.
"Deliver, why deliver?" Francis asked in surprise.
"Haha, young master, indeed still so young! Based on my experience, after this beautiful misunderstanding, that female knight will definitely not forget this matter for a short while. Now if you pursue her, it can be said to be doubly effective! I know the young master is still young and doesn't have much experience, but don't worry, under my guidance..." Dais mouth was like a river, pouring out his experiences non-stop to Francis.
"Not on your life!" Francis rubbed his ringed hands together "I haven't got such intentions yet!"
That ring! I remember it's... Dees looked at Francis who still wore the ring on his hand, what happened that day when Master went out alone? Dees looked at Francis with a bit of concern, is this... a knot in the heart!!!!
"Alright! I know what you're worried about, don't worry, some things I'm more open-minded than you think." Francis hugged Gail and walked back to the lounge chair that had just been sunbathing, pulled the hat on his head tightly, and slowly let out a humming sound.
It's broad-minded! If you're open-minded, why are you still wearing that ring? There are obviously better space rings, but you insist on wearing two rings on your hand. Dis is scratching his head, this kind of annoying thing is the most troublesome, I'd rather go carve something, indeed only death won't have so many troubles.
Inside the palace, a man with a national character face sat at his desk, flipping through the documents in his hand. He was in his forties, wearing a yellow robe, with a faint mustache, and an aura of inviolable majesty. He was Willis Field, the current ruler of the Caesar Empire.
"Your Majesty, Lady Lantigriss has returned!" a servant-like person came in and reported.
"I get it! Back off!" Willis stopped fiddling with the papers in his hand.
"Yes!" The attendant bowed his head and backed out.
"How about it, did you find out where Tillie went yesterday?" Willis asked into the empty room.
"I have come to report to Your Majesty! According to our investigation, Her Highness the Princess left the church yesterday and went to the Xiangxi Wine House in the Imperial Capital with a white-robed deacon from the church! After that, Her Highness got drunk and was escorted away by that deacon! And then... it's as if she suddenly vanished into thin air, we have no idea where Her Highness is now!" A black-clad man suddenly appeared before Willis, kneeling on one knee.
"Vanished! What was that steward's name?" Willis asked strangely, his intelligence agency spread all over the Imperial Capital, how could he suddenly disappear.
"This is his information! His name is Francis Du Aix!" The man in black handed over a file, which contained all the records of Francis' entry into the Imperial City.
Willis read the documents in his hand silently, all of which were collected by the intelligence department. Du family...hmm? It was Ted who personally brought him in! Who could it be? Hmm...spending a lot of money on the slave market. This is!? ...The white-robed executor named by the Pope himself! And the executor's waist card carried by the Pope himself. "It's interesting! What's going on with this Aixus? I seem to have heard of him somewhere!"
"Aixus was the surname of a national hero who had been ennobled as a marquis. This Francis must be from the Aixus family! However, according to our knowledge, it seems that the Aixus clan has already declined and now only this young man named Francis is left."
"Has it fallen?" Willis said softly, not knowing who he was asking.
"What's her reaction after Tilly gets back?"
"Your Highness... Your Highness seems very angry! Your Majesty, should I send someone to bring this Francis over?"
"Angry! Just angry? That's reassuring! Haha...!" Willis burst out laughing "Catch up... Why catch up? Young people's affairs, let them handle it themselves! Hahaha..."