Atlas Battle Song

What a strange person...

Looking at the smiling Lord Duke, the two boys were full of doubts.

"Welcome, welcome, this is my home, do you like desserts? Wait a minute, I'll make tea."

As soon as he entered the house, the Duke put away his dirty coat and walking stick, took the two boys to the drawing room, and then trotted hurriedly all the way to the kitchen to make tea and entertain the two young guests himself.

This is a big house with a garden. It is located in a wealthy area near the sea, and it is quite suitable for the status of an aristocrat temporarily residing in the imperial capital.Looking at the furnishings in the house, Trander believed that this person should have an official position in the court, but...

"Your Excellency, I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it..." Trander hesitated to speak.

The duke came back humming, with hot herbal tea and butter biscuits in his hand.He chose cute tea sets for the children, with cats playing at the bottom of the cups.Egg just kept staring at the teacup.

"I hope you like it~" The Duke sat down with a smile, and took a sip of the hot vanilla tea, "Please feel free to ask, you're welcome~ It's rare to have a guest, I'm very, very happy."

"Well... you live alone? Shouldn't there be servants to change your clothes and make tea for you? It's really not in compliance with the rules for a duke to do the work himself." Trand began to suspect that this man was a liar again .

"Ah, I have a maid in my house, but I'm the only one at home at night."

"Then where did they go?"

"I'm home from get off work." The Duke shrugged while nibbling on a biscuit.

"Eh?"

The two boys looked at each other.

"Maid... come home from get off work? Then who will make your bed, who will make you hot tea, who will change your clothes?"

The Duke's mouth was full of biscuits, and he couldn't answer. He could only swallow with difficulty, wiped the biscuit crumbs from his mouth, and continued:

"Myself."

Egg frowned: "You really don't look like a nobleman."

"Haha, that's true...Although His Majesty gave me the title of Duke of Wurkan, I am also an ordinary person at heart. Ah...you eat quickly, you are welcome~ I like this dim sum shop the most, the one from yesterday The musician gave it to me."

The Duke rubbed his hands together, took another piece of almond jelly and began to eat, his eyes shining brightly.He said he was entertaining guests, but in fact he ate up most of the dim sum by himself.

Trand had heard that Duke Vulkan once saved the emperor from an assassin, so he became the emperor's confidant.But the young man in front of him... was tall and thin, with light makeup on the corners of his slender and charming eyes, and nails that had been maintained. He didn't look like a person with martial arts at all.Can this guy really defeat an assassin...

"So... where did you live before?" Trander was really curious.

"Oh, by the way, I invited the two of you to be guests, just to give you this!"

The Duke suddenly jumped up from the sofa, ran out of the living room, and trotted back not long after, holding a mysterious gift in his arms.The matte gold packaging is tied with a cherry red bow, and the red ribbon is embroidered with the tailor's signboard with gold thread.Trand guessed that it was probably the kind of well-known shop that ladies like to patronize.

"A business friend came from the south before and gave me a roll of high-quality purple-black fabric. I designed a style and asked the tailor to make it. The accessories were also pearls and car bone lace that I personally selected. I made it, but... this style is really not suitable for me, and I can't use it in the troupe. It's a pity to hang it up for collection, so it's better to give it to the right person. I hope you two don't dislike it."

Trander was a little unhappy when he heard that, how could the young master accept other people's leftover dresses.He smiled coldly and pushed the gift back into the Duke's arms.

"No, thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid we won't need it either."

"Show me, show me."

Egg undid the ribbon, and a black garment fell out.He picked it up and saw that it turned out to be a long black dress. The material and lace neckline were indeed quite high-end.

"Huh?!" Trander's head buzzed, "Wait, what is this?!"

The Duke smiled and said, "Maid outfit."

"Why did you give me a maid outfit!!!" the little lion roared.

"Ahem, ahem. Please don't mind, this is new."

The Duke quickly shook his head to explain.

"No!!!" The little lion pressed the Duke's shoulder, "Even if it's your strange interest, why did you send us!!!!"

"Huh?" The Duke looked at Egg wearing a foreign dress with an innocent face, "I thought you also liked beautiful and diverse clothing..."

Egg shook his head.

The duke's face turned from red to white.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I misunderstood... It's too rude... You're right, even though you wear women's clothes to go out, it doesn't mean that this is your interest, or, maybe it is some kind of religious ceremony... I am too rude, I'm just..."

He frantically tried to put the skirt back into the cloth bag, but accidentally tripped over his left foot and tripped over his right foot, and his unbalanced body suddenly fell onto the table.Igor caught the Duke, but the overturned table knocked over the hanger, and the hanger hit the bookshelf again, and the books fell down like a collapsed wall.Countless drafts were scattered all over the sky.

In an instant, the study was in a mess.

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This set of juggling operations made the little lion a little confused.

The Duke's face flushed again.Regardless of the fallen bookshelf, he hurriedly collected the scattered drafts.

"I'm sorry, I made the two of you laugh again... These manuscripts will be sent to be printed tomorrow, I should have bundled them up if I knew it earlier, I was too sloppy..."

Egg picked up a draft and began to read aloud with a blank expression:

"'The young and fit knight took off his clothes. His eyes were full of affection, and his rosy lips smiled like a god. The knight walked to the bed naked, with his crotch...'"

"Ahhh—! Please stop reading!"

The Duke howled, and threw himself on Egg's knee like a howling cat.

Trand was dumbfounded.He couldn't help suspecting that they were not here as guests, but just to watch this guy perform a farce.

"Hahaha, so you are a pornographic novelist." Egg applauded.

The Duke's eyes wandered, and he said with a dry smile:

"This... This is a knight novel written by a friend of mine. I just printed it for him."

"It turns out that in your mind, knight novels are written in this way." Master Yi Ge looked at Trand with a smile again: "You should draw pornographic illustrations for him. Didn't the silly lion draw a lot of 'art', you guys It's a perfect collaboration."

"Stop talking!" This time it was the little lion's turn to scream.

The prank puts Egg in a good mood.

Afterwards, Trand helped the Duke tidy up the messy study together, and the two tacitly pretended nothing happened, and never mentioned the draft of the novel.However, judging from the manuscripts he picked up, Trander was certain that the Duke was the author of "The History of Erotic Love in the Temple of the Sea God".

Master Egg was tired from playing, and fell asleep on the sofa hugging the puppet.The Duke brought a blanket and covered the boy.

"It's hard work for you to take care of this child, isn't it?"

"No." Trand shook his head.

"The kid doesn't seem to be in good health. Is he sick? He also looks weak. You'd better accompany him more." The Duke pulled a stool over, sat down beside Ego, and looked at the sleeping boy tenderly. child.

That look was sincere, and Trand could see it.However, the Duke never asked about their origins, or even their names, as if deliberately keeping a distance.Trand still couldn't trust this guy.He casually said:

"The child's parents have both passed away, and the family owed debts for medical treatment, and was pursued by the creditor everywhere... so now he can only live incognito."

"how come……"

The Duke's eyes suddenly softened, and the garnet-colored eyes were watery, as if a girl had heard a sentimental story.Without further ado, he got up and brought a snakeskin bag from another room, and handed it to Trander.

It's a heavy gold coin.

"I don't know if this money is enough... It would be great if I could help this child get medical treatment."

What's the matter with this man!

Trand was stunned.What kind of person is this? He started to pay after hearing a story. I'm afraid he's been cheated a lot, right?

"Ha... Really don't need... Our savings are enough. And even if you are a nobleman, you don't have money. If you have money, you should hire maids who are there all day."

The Duke became serious in a rare way:

"It doesn't matter, money is nothing to me. Take it, and if you think it's too much, give the extra money to someone in need. Good boy, take care of your lover. He's a pure Your child deserves all the love."

"..."

The little lion lowered his head and shook his ears.

At the time of parting, the Duke gave them two theater tickets.

"The theater troupe I have been funding, they often put on my friend's plays. If you two are free, you might as well go and see it. Relaxing your mind is good for your health. And...if you encounter any difficulties, please feel free to come to me Me, I will do my best."

"Thank you."

Holding the ticket in his hand, Trende was in a complicated mood.Until now, he still couldn't figure out whether this man who called himself the Duke of Vulkan was just showing off, or was he really a nice guy?While Mr. Kaloyalo was not paying attention, Trand hid the bag of gold coins in the pocket of the Duke's coat.

Yi Ge woke up, and for some reason, he actually accepted the maid outfit given by the Duke.

When we got back, it was already dark.The two children held hands and discussed the weird people they met today.

"He didn't ask our names in the end," Trander thought for a while. "Could it be... that guy might have guessed something? Not too good. If he is really Duke Vulcan, he is someone close to His Majesty. In case the news leaks out..."

"Will not."

Egg shook his head, observing the muddy snow field, where signs of human noise remained.He thought for a while, then said:

"That person just doesn't want to be asked about himself."

It makes sense to say that, and Trand also felt that... the Duke seemed to be avoiding something, but at the same time he was eager to communicate with others.

"Strange guy."

Slowly, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again, which looked warm under the street lamps.Trand put a short shawl on the young master, and the two went home.