Chapter 5: hesitate

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For example, just looking at the ladies and girls who were eyebrowed with Fagare, you can understand that Fagare, a handsome and mysterious boy, is no longer a young bird, saying that he is still in a battle.
And Hughes Holden, he was completely an accident, or a special nobleman.
As the true sole heir of a strong family, he must learn all the knowledge and skills he must know at the right age so that he can perfectly maintain the family's inheritance in the future, and even promote the glory and power of the family.
This is not easy!
Therefore, in the Horton family, before Hughes had not become a real warrior, he was not allowed to have with men. In other words, compared to the rich Fagare, he is still a pure boy, which is why he is so eager to become a knight with a horse and a beauty.
At midnight, the wine glasses in front of Hughes and Fagaret dared to have only a little wine base, like the remaining blood.
"Okay, it's time for fun, Hughes, I must go to the appointment. Being late is not an aristocratic gentleman who should make a mistake." Fagare slammed the glass when the dull hour of the clock sounded. The residual wine, and then quickly got up from the comfortable chair, bid farewell to Hugh's Hughes.
"This is the case every time. Will you die without a woman? You are only 14 years old, Fagare. My father said that frequent sexual will make people weak. That is the enemy of the warrior." Hughes said dissatisfiedly. Although he already sighed in his heart and told himself that Fagare would never listen, he would definitely go to the appointment.
Fagare smiled gracefully and turned away. He only responded at the door: "Thurs, don't use such a weak excuse to leave me behind, huh, let me tell you, although I won't die without a woman, I missed the appointment Women must be sad and want to commit suicide. So, in order to save the beauty’s life, I had to leave on time. Bye, my friend, maybe we have a chance to gather a few times before you go to Wangjia Warrior Academy, your father doesn’t I won't even give this face. See you next time, dear Hughes."
After talking, Fagare opened the door elegantly, leaving Hughes leaning on the back of the chair and rolling his eyes.
As soon as he looked up, he drained the remaining wine in the glass. Thousand threw the empty crystal wine glass backwards. After a muffled sound, the wine glass did not shatter, but it collapsed on the thick precious carpet.
"Let's go, let's go, and I'm gone too." Hughes muttered and stood up suddenly, standing casually on his coat, and he left the room.
Just after his figure gradually disappeared in the corridor outside the room, a figure appeared behind a potted plant at the corner behind him. He stood quietly and stared at the background of Hughes away, his eyes narrowed for a while and then left silently. .
The man was wearing a gorgeous thin plate armor with a pattern printed on his left chest. He held his head high and his face was younger and handsomer. At first glance, he was a person in the upper class.
Turning back and walking to another room, he opened the door and flashed in.
There was a young man in a Chinese costume with a slight face in the room who was leaning on the back of the chair to close his eyes and relax. The movement of opening the door did not allow him to change his posture or open his eyes, he still leaned there without saying a word.
"Master, he has already left. Are we going to start acting?" the young warrior bent to ask respectfully.
The young man in the Chinese costume on the chair raised his head and opened his eyes. However, his attention was not on the samurai, but he was a little confused and had no focus.
"Master Heath?" The young warrior asked again with a little louder voice when the master did not respond.
"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf!" The youth of Huafu responded this time, but the attitude was obviously not very good. After glaring at the samurai, his face became cloudy and hesitantly asked himself: "Should I Move him, after all, he is also the son-in-law of a distinguished Viscount Lord, and moving him may cause great trouble."
When a group of people in the front was present, he was unexcited, and he took a big impulse to take things out, but now when he calmly thought, he immediately discovered the troubles involved. This made him hesitate.
The young warrior sneered silently because of being glared, and the scorn and contempt flashed across his mouth: a little Viscount, where is it worthy of the word noble, no knowledgeable guy. If it is not possible for you to inherit the title of Marquis in the future, how could an official swordsman of the Marquis House go to this backcountry to protect you!
Of course, the words in my heart can only exist in the bottom of my heart because he can't see him. On the surface, he still wants to serve the dude in front of him, and eliminate those who he doesn't like to get his favor. Moreover, it is within his ability to repair a heir to a little Viscount who is not yet a swordsman.
As for the rules of those nobles, can he afford it or not? The boy who made the master unhappy was blindfolded and beaten with his head. With the strength of his official swordsman, the other party could not find his own situation. How can he retaliate?
"It's also a white fight!" The samurai sneered softly. Such a thing, he didn't know how many times he had seen it in Wangdu. As long as it wasn't too serious, most of it was gone.
With a flash of thought, he decided to provide his final determination to the still hesitant young master.
"Master, the agreement made under the eyes of the public is best not to regret it, otherwise you and the Viscount Master's face will be discredited at once. And in the future, you may be ridiculed a lot in Guangyao City."
"I wouldn't understand this!" When the heath who had been Matthew's heart was full of anger, the anger in his heart was immediately ignited and screamed: "You don't need a little swordsman to come Teach me anything, talkative stuff!"
"Yes, it's my mouth," the young warrior tried his best to bend his waist lower, so that his twisted face was buried deep in the darkness that Heath could not see, and he repeatedly apologized. He hated it very much. If it wasn't for the identity of the other party, he would probably cut off the superficial dude in front of him with a sword.
"Huh~!" Heath snorted sternly, and then issued an order: "According to information, the kid will go back to the castle from here and pass a chaotic slum. You quickly take someone to change clothes and ambush there, waiting for his carriage." When the untouchable who pretends to be a hit hits his carriage, it is best to overturn it, and leave immediately after he succeeds, and hide in my manor outside the city. Melik, I neither want things to be out of control nor hope Any one of us is caught, otherwise, you know the consequences."
"Yes!" Melick's iron fist slammed into the left chest plate armor, making a bang, and then turned around and left. Now that the master has issued an order, then as his master, he must complete the order. Although, he was also a little surprised by the performance of this guy who seemed useless on weekdays.
After Melik left, Heath sneered, and he leaned back in his chair again, and began to close his eyes and relax.
"Master Marquis, I believe you will see my wisdom and courage!" For a long time, a quiet voice drifted in the room.
After Melik got out of the gate of Dhaka Villa, he called two men waiting to act together. The reason why I didn’t call more people. First, I was afraid that the news would lead to disaster, and second, I had no choice but to send him to the Heath’s palace for more than three months. Conquered two trusted men.
Melik didn't tell the two the actual situation, but ordered them to drive the carriage to Fining Street in a quarter of an hour. It was a remote street across the wall from the ghetto, and it was necessary to pass the ghetto from Xiusius. There is no more than three hundred meters away, which is the best place to escape after the attack.
The Heath's carriage ran on the already quiet avenue after entering the night, and the patrolling City Defense Army evaded when they saw the carriage mark, and the three had reached the designated position within a quarter of an hour.
Melik parked the carriage on a dark street corner, where it was the least noticeable.
"Adult, what are we going to do?" At this time, one of the thinner guys in the two men asked about the purpose of this trip. Compared to another stronger guy, his most eye-catching is his pair of eyes, small, but very flexible, always turning around, looks very clever, just like now.
Melick smiled, he didn't intend to tell the truth, but a necessary excuse was still needed: "Repair a merchant's son, that guy offended the young master in Dhaka."
"Oh, that's what it is. Which businessman's son angered the young master?" The fat man let out a sigh of relief, and the thinner guy rolled his eyes and asked again.
Melick's smile immediately froze. Although his face was still smiling, Sen Han's eyes made the person who asked the question shrink his neck and bowed his head respectfully. He honestly buried the remaining doubts in his stomach. .
"You don't need to know too much, just do what I said!"
Melick grunted his dissatisfaction, and turned to make arrangements for an attack.
"We are going to do it on the street on the other side of the ghetto. Mark pretends to be chased and rushes towards the carriage of the businessman’s son. He finds a group of people as thugs in the back and pretends to chase after you. It’s best to come over a few times, but you have to remember, don’t be too ruthless, don’t greet your face, and you’ll just have to hurt your skin. Retreat immediately after you get it. I won’t tell you where to go?

The two men nodded at the same time and smiled slightly as if flatteringly: "Adult is really a good plan. In this case, the kid was beaten in vain. It is hard to tell if he is bitter. This may make him more depressed than not playing."
"Okay, the time is tight. You don't have to say more useless words. At this time, only the carriage of the merchant's son can pass through the road. Now we have to find some ordinary clothes to dress up as civilians, and we also need to find some people to use. "Melik was indifferent to his compliments and ordered coldly.
He found that they must speed up to avoid missing the best ambush point. Although Xie Xiusi’s carriage returned home at a slower speed, they still had at least half an hour, but they could not bear so much useless crap.
But this time the action was too sudden, and there was no preparation at all. Just like now, the three of them have no clothes to wear and no hands. But the task itself is not difficult. The clothes can be taken without notice, thrown away after use, and the manpower is even better. Ten gold coins are enough to recruit ten low-level slum adventurers who are willing to kill and set fire to it.
The task was arranged, and the three acted quickly. The two men first went to find them suitable clothes and inspected the specific ambush location, and Melik himself went to find ten people to use later.
Soon, the three people who went out came back again, and the thin guy quickly drew a few lines on the paper with a pen, and at the same time reported: "That street is very long and straight, except for the entrance and exit and the ambush point we selected. Several crossroads are dead ends, and although there are lights on the long street, they are not bright enough. This is very beneficial to us. The kid can’t run even if he wants to run. This is a topographic map."
Melik knew what was going on with just a glance. He smiled and patted the thin guy on the shoulder and praised, "Good thing, very clear. It seems that you were also a graduate of the regular warrior academy. In this way, you go immediately At the ambush point, I went to find someone. When I got to the location, I saw the carriage at the right place and signaled. Then you rushed out immediately, and I will direct people to chase you."
"Yes, sir, we understand!" The two men nodded and immediately got out of the car and left, quickly hiding in the darkness.
Melick changed his clothes and took a cloak. He left the car in the same way, and no one was stationed in the carriage. But Melik was not worried that he would not find the carriage when he returned.
The nobleman's domesticated horse is very obedient, and it will not take the initiative to leave without the owner's driving. Moreover, the carriage emblem is also engraved with the noble family crest, and the thieves in the Glorious City may not dare to start the property of a Viscount family, because that means that even if the thief drills into the mouse hole, his boss will pull it out and give it to him. The angry nobleman calmed his anger, and then died by strangling his head.
Melik was walking towards the center of the slum, and he knew there must be a dimly lit tavern. At this time, most of the people in the slums have fallen asleep. Only the taverns belonging to the low-level adventurers still have many people with good strength waiting for someone to release the task. They rely on this dark task to earn more Money. This is of course an unspoken rule. The nobles above will not know this rule, nor the poorest at the bottom, so of course only the dog legs of nobles and adventurers willing to do this kind of work understand it.
At the speed of Melick's junior swordsman, he quickly found the tavern in the center of the slum. Unexpectedly, the dim gas lamp outside the pub was still on, and through the window, he saw at least seven people.
"Seven people? Well, it's almost enough." Melik frowned for a few seconds, and immediately frowned. In his knowledge, it is enough to deal with one trainee fighter, and besides, two good men and a group of trainee fighters.
Putting the hat on the cloak over his head, Melik's face immediately concealed in darkness. He opened the tavern door and stepped in, looking around every corner of the tavern. At the same time, the sound of opening and closing the door and stepping also alarmed the adventurers who were silently enjoying the drink. Nine people's cold eyes immediately covered Melik.
"Very well, there are still two people in the corner." The face hidden in the dark raised his mouth, and then he took a small bag out of his arms and put it on an empty wine table in front of him.
"Wow~!" That was the voice of gold coins, and it still seemed a lot.
The eyes of the crowd in the tavern were hot, and the three strong men sitting together even smiled at each other, even though the smile looked extremely cold.
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