Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 573 Wood
The unconscious elf lady was put on the bed, and the half-elf boy who was misunderstood fiercely "quibbled" at the mage lady who didn't know whether he was angry or joking.

But no matter how he "quibbled", the expression on Miss Mage's face did not change at all. It was not until he finished speaking a long list, collapsed on the sofa, and assumed a posture of "believe it or not", that Ms. Mage slowed down. stood up.

"Of course I believe what Mr. Wei said." Mia said softly, first standing by the bed, pressing the edge of the bed with one hand.

"However, there is a part that I want to confirm again, starting with...Miss Misha, no, Lady Nora stood up from the bedside."

She said, walking in front of Cyril step by step, "This is how she walked, right?"

"Hmm." Cyril had a premonition in his heart, but before he could dissuade him, Mia's fingers were already on his shoulder.

"Did he put his hand here first?"

Through the thin shirt, the fingertips twitched slightly at the collarbone.Cyril took a deep breath, "Forehead first."

So a slightly cold finger landed on his forehead: "Is that so?"

"Yes."

"And then?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, "I don't need to talk about the long series of words, I just want to know how she did it."

"And then... the arms."

"So?" Two arms were on his shoulders, wrapping around the back of his neck.

But compared to the previous standing posture, Cyril is sitting now, which makes Miss Mage's body almost press on him, and the hot air from her mouth slaps his face when she opens her mouth.

"Before... it was standing."

"It's not important, Mr. Wei." Mia propped up her upper body, holding the half-elf boy's cheek with both hands, "And then?"

"Then... Lord Nora..."

Cyril opened his mouth slightly, but the girl in front of him crouched down, blocked his voice, and swallowed all his voice into her mouth.

The sound of thunder outside the window was endless, and the lightning frequently tore through the darkness, casting titanium white on the ground inside the house.

After a long time, she supported her upper body again, but soon collapsed, her arms were limp, and she had no strength at all.

Her face was flushed, and she leaned her ear against the boy's chest, listening to the same rapid heartbeat.

"I thought Mr. Wei wouldn't be nervous." She gently pinched the boy's face with her fingers, with a hint of teasing in her voice.

"Miss Mia..." Cyril finally spoke, and heaved a long sigh, "You will really surprise me."

"So Mr. Wei also thinks this is a surprise?"

Cyril watched the girl's head rise from her chest again, and she worked hard to climb up a little bit, her long brown hair was slightly curly, hanging down on her cheek, which was very itchy.

"It can't be frightened." He said helplessly.

Mia laughed out loud.

Her fingers began to draw circles on Cyril's body again, and she said slowly in a long voice:

"Mr. Wei, although we have never mentioned such a thing, it is because we all think that although you are busy, you should be able to respond."

As she was talking, her cheeks suddenly puffed up, her beautiful blue eyes were inexplicably angry, and then her fingers that were originally gentle and circled turned into a forceful tug on the flesh:
"Who knew, you are really as dull as a piece of wood!"

There was no pain at all, but Cyril clearly received the anger from the girl. She lowered her head so that the transparent pendant on her chest fell in front of his eyes.

Then Mia sat up, angrily stuffed the pendant back to her chest, trotted to the bed, picked up Misha who was still unconscious, and finally said viciously to Cyril: "Mr. Take Miss Misha back!"

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut, once again conveying the anger from the mage lady.

Only Cyril, who was lying on the sofa, was left silently "reflecting" in the snow-white electric light.

There was still some moisture on the lips.

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The thunderstorm came suddenly and went quickly. After a heavy rain, the whole of Rutland was covered with a new layer of green.

Between the stone slabs, in the cracks of the walls, and under the eaves, fresh green is everywhere.Only people in the know like Cyril, Mia, and Misha know that this is a gift from the gods to this place.

The rain did not affect Cyril's plan, and the port was blocked by them as planned. Although the flow of the South Pepehaha River had increased a lot due to the heavy rain, it was not to the point of flooding the port.

When Cyril had breakfast early in the morning and came to the port, the knights of the Assault Knights were already on standby, leading the first cargo ship to the port to unload.

Cecilia was communicating with the chamber of commerce to which the cargo ship belonged, while Irina was holding the brochure in her hand, with a hand of paper and a pen, waiting for the inventory of the goods, ready for battle.

Miss Elf and Miss Mage also arrived early, allocating the jurisdiction of the knights, and there was no sign of what happened last night.

"Which Chamber of Commerce's cargo ship is this?" Cyril stepped forward and asked.

The person in charge of the merchant ship's chamber of commerce, a short and chubby lady, saluted very elegantly: "My lord, this is the merchant ship of our Quelco chamber of commerce. We transport seafood from the port to Jinna Ze, has been legally compliant for decades..."

While she was narrating, the knights had already opened the cargo boxes piled up on the pier, revealing the seafood covered with ice cubes inside—what she said was true, even these cargo boxes were equipped with magic circles to keep the temperature low, Obviously immersed in this industry for a long time.

"My lord, there is no problem."

"The cargo ship has also been checked, and no hidden secret room was found."

The cargo of a ship has been searched without any problems. It takes about half an hour for a merchant ship to move the cargo off the ship, unpack it for inspection, and then repack the cargo.

After all, they are all strong knights, and some of them have also practiced some spells.All that is required to do is superficial physical work, and it is obviously overkill to ask them to do it.

Cyril went to check Irina's records again. Irina asked clearly the name of each item, recorded the corresponding quantity clearly, the paper was clean and tidy, and five points could be added to the test paper. .

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, and then when encountering a small merchant ship, the inventory of a cargo ship can be completed in almost 10 minutes.And among these merchant ships, many of them were about to rest in Rutland, so even the congestion and blockage of the shipping route did not happen.

It all went so smoothly that not a single cargo ship was found to have a problem on the first day.The lord of Rutland, a gentleman named Zachary Swift, was very satisfied with the result, and even set up a special banquet to invite Cyril to the banquet.

The banquet was held in the Romanus Guild Hall, which, as the name suggests, is the property of the Romanus family.When Cyril walked into the guild hall, what he saw were girls dancing under the bright lights, accompanied by the music played by the orchestra, the music was extremely cheerful.

He recognized it. This song is the third section of the first movement of "The Journey of the Dragon Slayer", which describes the happy mood of the young knight after he got the best sword in the mysterious village.

In addition to the owner of Rutland, the chambers of commerce whose cargo ship was searched today also came to the scene one after another. Only Cyril was an outsider, and the rest were locals of Rutland.

Cyril glanced at it. The Romanus Chamber of Commerce had many more banquet attendees than other chambers of commerce. The leader was a middle-aged man with a big belly and Mediterranean hair.

"Master Inspector, is there any problem with our merchant ship?"

The middle-aged man stammered, and as soon as he spoke, Cyril could tell that this was the timid voice he heard in Romanus' house.

Uncle of the Cecilia sisters and the current head of the Romanus family, Clark Romanus.

"No problem, no problem." Cyril put on a smiling face and greeted him, "The Romanus family took the lead and set a good example in maintaining the law and order in the southern route of La Rochelle, which is worth learning from all chambers of commerce. "

He looked at the black-haired young man beside Clark, who was indeed Clark's son, Linton Romanus.

It seems that their arrangements for merchant ships have been implemented, are you afraid to check it yourself?How dare you come to see me?
Cyril wondered, and then sat down surrounded by the city lord and several chamber of commerce representatives.

The main dishes of the banquet were all famous Rotland delicacies, such as fresh and sweet prawns, melt-in-your-mouth fish, and delicious thick soup. The reception of the Romanus Hall did not disappoint.

Cyril perfunctorily fawned on the favor of the Chamber of Commerce and refused their gifts—if it was known that His Royal Highness Anastasia’s cronies were actually accepting gifts and bribes while carrying out missions in the south, it would be a big deal if it was reported to Solconan. Laughed off the teeth of many of His Highness' opponents.

After drinking for three rounds, the banquet was almost over. All the representatives got up drunk, shook hands with Cyril one by one and said goodbye.

When it was finally the turn of the Romanus family and Clark Romanus stood in front of Cyril, there were not many chambers of commerce present.

Clark strode forward, stretched out his hands graciously, held Cyril's hand vigorously, shook it up and down, and asked with a smile on his face:

"Master Inspector, may I ask, your title is..."

"Brother Clark, didn't you say that the inspector is young and promising, and he is the youngest earl in the kingdom!" the city lord Zachary laughed and said.

"Didn't I drink too much, can't I remember clearly?" Clark laughed all of a sudden, while rubbing the back of his head, "The Earl recently... no, in the past year, have you received anyone... …I mean, women."

"Receive women?" Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hey, look, I'm drinking too much, and I can't speak fluently." Clarke rolled his eyes, "I just want to ask, is there a black-haired woman with two younger sisters..."

Cyril immediately understood that he was beating around, checking whether he was the target of Cecilia Romanus's refuge—although Clark himself should have already answered it.

"Well..." Cyril thought for a while, and suddenly showed an ambiguous look on his face, "Your Excellency Clark, you asked me a little hard to answer this question."

"Ah, I was the one to be abrupt, haha, hahaha!" Clark straightened up and laughed, "For a young and outstanding figure like the Earl, there should be quite a few beautiful ladies he meets every day, haha, hahaha! "

Everyone else laughed, and Cyril smiled too.He reached out to hold Clark again, and Clark continued with a smile:
"My lord, I won't bother you here. You have to search the merchant ship tomorrow, so you should have a good rest when you go back..."

But halfway through his speech, he found that the smile on the face of the young earl in front of him disappeared.

There was no superfluous expression on that face, looking straight at him with incomparable calmness, but it made him inexplicably afraid, and his heart beat a lot faster.

Then, Cyril spoke slowly: "Your Excellency Clark Romanus."

"I think there may be some things that need to trouble you to be there."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the door of the guild hall being pushed open, and several young knights of the Assault Knights walked in quickly, and the leader said loudly: "My lord, my lord, there is a new merchant ship at the port. They intend to Break through the blockade and be stopped by Master Winkler!"

"A merchant ship? Which merchant ship is it?" Cyril turned his head and asked slowly.

"It belongs to the Romanus family!"

"Oh—" he dragged out his tone, and then looked back at the hand he was still holding.

The hand of Clark Romanus.

Clark's face was full of doubts, and he turned his eyes to his son, while Linton Romanus was also confused, apparently unaware of it.

"It seems that the plan always fails to keep up with the changes, Your Excellency Romanus." Cyril secretly smiled in his heart. He originally thought that the Romanus family had really taken care of everything, but now it seems that things are not as they thought smoothly--

His wind listening skill caught the voices of the knights rushing to the guild hall, and also absorbed their whispered content into his ears.

He let go of Clark's hand, wiped it lightly on the towel beside him, and then walked quickly towards the knights.

"lead the way."

Clark Romanus behind him was at a loss for a moment, and then he reacted.He whispered something to his son in a low voice, and then he followed Cyril's pace.

They walked out of the bustling night market of Rutland and walked towards the quiet port pier in the dark night.

Most of the ships that were to stay in Rutland had already anchored on their berths, and the hulls heaved up and down with the waves of the river.

The only thing docked at the pier was a medium-sized merchant ship. Under the illumination of the surrounding magic lights, the logo of the Romanus Chamber of Commerce on the flag was extremely conspicuous.

And near the pier, you can smell a smell of burnt wood.Seeing Winkler standing on the shore, Cyril nodded to himself.

"They wanted to force their way across the pier, and I gave them a call." Sugar Winkler shrugged and explained.

Cyril poked his head and looked at the scorched black bow.

"Well done." He praised.

(End of this chapter)