Duke of Silver Arrow

"Thank you for your majesty's kindness, but you will not be rewarded for nothing, and I hope your majesty will forgive me."

"In this case, I will make you the Earl of Longevity, and the fief is adjacent to the Duke of Silver Arrow. What do you think?"

Chris gladly accepted.

After receiving the reward, the two left the main hall and came to the sleeping hall arranged by the king.

After sending out the maids, as soon as the two of them sat down, Brian vomited a mouthful of black blood while clutching his chest.

It turned out that just now he had a faint feeling that something was wrong, staring at him for three days and three nights in a row was unbearable for normal people, not to mention he was still sick all the time.But it cannot be revealed in public, so it has been covered up.

As soon as he relaxed at this moment, his face was pale and ugly.

"What's wrong?" Chris leaned forward quickly.

"It doesn't matter," Brian took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, "It's an old problem."

"I'll get the pastor right away!" Chris got up to leave, but was grabbed by Brian.

"Don't alarm others, I have medicine with me."

He took out the medicine, took a few pills, closed his eyes for a while, and finally his face looked better.

Chris said, "I'll take you to the bedroom and lie down for a while."

Brian nodded, "Okay."

Brian entered the bedroom half-leaning on Chris, lay on the bed, and fell asleep without much effort.

In the main hall before, although I also rested, I didn't dare to sleep well.

Now that I am lying down, I don't think I can get up for a while.

Chris released the unicorn to guard the door, sat by his bed, and closed his eyes.

In the evening, a maid came to invite the two of them to a banquet to celebrate the event, but Chris declined in a low voice and only asked to prepare some food.

In the middle of the night, Brian woke up feeling exhausted and weak.

Chris helped him to sit up, first fed him a sip of soup, and then cut up the animal meat and fed it into his mouth.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm the one to thank you if you want to thank me."

Brian looked at Chris suspiciously.

"Where would I have seen such a spectacle without you?"

It was only then that Brian realized that Chris was teasing himself, and he patted Chris's hand with a light smile: "Why don't you wait for the spectacle?"

Chris' hand holding the fork was touched by Brian's cool hand, and he trembled unconsciously. He immediately lowered his head and responded, "Yes."

After recuperating for a few days, Brian was finally able to get out of bed. First, he wrote a letter to his housekeeper Steven to report his safety, and then he bid farewell to King Green and left the palace.

Brian plans to visit his parents and ask Chris for advice.

Chris naturally agrees.

Brian wrote another letter to his parents.

This time, they were not in a hurry, and the two of them drove the beast cart slowly on the streets of Flower.

Along the way, the bluestone pavement is full of flowers.

At the corner of the roadside, I saw a shop, which was full of people and people.

This shop is a traditional old shop with a heritage of more than [-] years. Its specialty is roasted eight-level cloud venison.

Brian became interested and wanted to have a meal here before leaving.

The two got off the animal cart and went upstairs to ask for a private room.

The view here is excellent, looking down at the bustling streets, with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the distance, and the scenery is pleasant.

Chris stood in front of the window to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and suddenly found a gaze falling on him, and looked down to see a touch of white.

He looked intently, and there was a priest sitting in a liquor store across the street.

It was Gary Quiller.

He waved his sleeves at Chris, took a sip of wine, pressed a note under the glass, got up and left.

Chris turned back and said, "I'm going to do some shopping."

Hold down the window lattice, jump down from the window, and come to the wine table.

He called the clerk to order a bottle of wine, and took the note away.

Back in the private room, the dishes haven't been served yet.

Brian asked curiously, "What did you buy?"

Chris put the bottle on the table: "This."

"Oh, is it delicious?" Brian asked looking up.

"I don't know, I just saw someone drinking it, and I think it might be good." Chris avoided his gaze with some guilt.

Brian took the wine and opened it, and poured a glass for each of them: "Interesting, try it."

Chris took a sip, but couldn't taste anything.

"Not bad, what do you think?"

"Well, not bad."

The barbecue was served, and the two chatted, drinking and eating meat.

"Chris, where is your hometown?"

Chris paused, and said in a low voice, "Hongwa Town."

Brian immediately laughed when he heard that: "Oh, I've been there, and I even drew a map there. I drank the best Qingsi Huimei milk there. No wonder you did so well."

Chris was also amused by him: "Yes, my hometown is rich in Qingsi Huimei."

"I want to drink it again. I don't know how delicious this barbecue will be if it is paired with fruit milk. Can you help me make more next time? I want to save it." Brian looked at him pleadingly.

"of course can."

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, we drove for half a day.In the evening, I arrived at a small town outside Flower City.

The town is not big, and you can see a tall building from a distance along the street with a striking velvet grass logo on it.Brian pointed at it and said, "Let's rest there tonight."

This is a hotel with branches all over the continent, and Chris naturally knows it.

"White Hotel, their service is very good, I am their VIP."

"Then you must be inferior to me."

"How to say?"

"You'll find out later."

As soon as he entered the gate, Brian took out a handkerchief, the one he usually used for himself, with a colorful eight-petal blizzard mark on it.

As soon as the waiter saw this sign, he immediately invited the person to the best room respectfully.

After the person left, Chris asked, "What's going on? Are you a regular customer of them too?"

"Forget it." Brian took off his cloak and hung it on the hanger.

"What do you mean?"

"This is the property of our Richardson family. My grandfather's ideal was to open hotels all over the continent, and he did it."

"Oh, so the sigil of the Richardson family is the philodendron?"

"Your focus is odd, but you're right."

The waiter brought a sumptuous dinner. After the dinner, the two went back to their rooms to rest.

Back in the room, Chris opened the note, which indicated a time to meet.

The night was dark, and when it was almost time, Chris left the hotel.

The city gate is closed, but Chris can enter without hindrance.

Still at the liquor store, he found Gary.

"You are the murderer who poisoned the Duke of Silver Arrow." He explained the fact calmly.

Gary was very surprised, but then he admitted frankly: "Yes, it's me."

"Brian knows?" Gary smiled: "He is too stupid, what a mockery of a genius!"

"Don't you have the slightest remorse? It's ridiculous to kill someone just because of jealousy."

"No, why should I regret it? Even a genius cannot escape the arrangement of fate," he sneered, "If I regret it, will I still admire him every year when he is dying of illness?"

"Then why did you hide outside the manor?"

Gary paused: "Ten years ago?"

He tidied up his clothes: "It seems that you are that boy's brother."

Chris wasn't, but he was silent.

"I hid there ten years ago, and I did have ulterior motives. I heard some rumors and concluded that someone would come to Brian, so I hid there to watch the show."

"You spread those rumors." Chris concluded.

"You guessed right, but so what? In the end, it was Bryan who refused to save, or even killed someone, didn't he?"

Chris was speechless.

"Bryan's reputation in the Sky Empire has risen this time, but I guess this is also the last time he will be proud."

He went back to the hotel with a heavy heart.

He lingered in front of Brian's door for a long time holding his breath, raised and lowered the hand knocking on the door, and finally returned to his room.

The night was bright and the stars were sparse, Chris opened his pocket watch, showing the perspective of the nuanyu flower sac.

After Brian received this gift, he often wore it on his body, and took it off and put it on the table when he rested at night.

Just in time for Chris to peep.

He stared at Brian's peaceful sleeping face, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

When having breakfast the next morning, Chris couldn't help but said, "Brian."

"Huh?" Brian drank Wufu shrimp porridge without looking up.

Chris looked at his gluttonous appearance, and changed his words: "When are we going back to the manor?"

"You want to go back to the manor? Will you go back after seeing my parents?"

"No rush. I have something to ask you when I go back to the manor."

"What's the matter?" Brian put down the spoon curiously: "You can ask now, I welcome you anytime."

Chris forced a smile: "It's about a secret from ten years ago."

"Secret? I don't have any secrets. Could it be about you?" Brian became more and more curious.

"Okay, Brian, eat quickly, we'll talk about it when we get back." Chris cut a piece of tender Lulu meat and put it on Brian's plate.

"How do you know I love this? Chris you are so cute."

Chris blushed and accepted the comment: "Thank you."

After breakfast, the two continued on their way.

When passing through a small town, Brian took a task at the branch of the Magic Association.

Chris didn't get out of the beast car, and when he came back, he asked, "What mission did you take?"

"E-level, how about it?"

Level E is the highest level task of the Magic Association.

Chris raised his eyebrows, and felt that this was reasonable.

Just as the beast cart was about to leave, someone came up from behind and said, "Mr. Yinguang, are you willing to accept this red silk beast?"

Brian lifted the curtain of the car and saw a naive cub with curly red hair and round golden eyes.The red silk beast is a level [-] monster of the gold system. It is not very useful at ordinary times, but it is indeed helpful for my mission.

He negotiated the price with the man, hugged the red-silk beast in his arms, and looked back at Chris, and saw that his eyes were shining when he looked at him.