Dark city

Seductive woman

Back at Yashan, the knights of the brigade disbanded and went back to rest, while Mordred took little Richard into the castle of the Black Rose and placed him in his guest room for the time being. The rooms here are located in the Outer Fort. The two young maids then brought new clothes and accessories, and filled the bath barrel with hot water. The Marquis de Gordon arranged to meet Richard for dinner, before which he was to take a shower and change his clothes, and get a good rest.

The shower and change of clothes were soon over, and Richard was lying on the bed, with an hour to rest. Although the fatigue of the long journey was still there, he could not calm his noisy head now. The two maids were present during the bath, and little Richard didn't even need to move a finger to complete the whole process. In fact, he had tried to refuse and struggle, but was easily suppressed by the maid. They were slender, but their strength was greater than that of the village chief, and they suppressed little Richard with no ability to resist, and they were obediently cleaned, from head to toe, even from the roots of the hair to the gaps between the ears.

Richard's room was small in size, but it was five meters high, with only a narrow window at a height of three meters, letting in the sunlight outside. The walls are made of obsidian and have not been specially polished, maintaining the original appearance when they were mined. The rough walls were adorned with tapestries and swords and shields, the tapestries were a deep red, and Richard looked at it as red as dried blood. The room was so dark that if it wasn't lit with torches, vision would be a little blurry even at noon. Lying on the bed, Richard only felt the eerie aura emanating from the floor, the walls, and every corner. But there was fire flowing in his veins, and it was a fire that had been stirred up by two maids. At that time, they were still secretly talking and laughing. Clever Richard, it feels like they did it on purpose.

The combination of cold and fire made Richard's head even more confused. From the moment he left the village of Rutheland, no, as early as the Enlightenment Ritual began, everything was like a dream, and the world seemed extremely unreal. In the midst of the chaos, there was a knock on the door, and it was time for dinner.

The destination is the dinner restaurant in the Inner Castle, which is a long way from the guest room. Following the maid who led the way, Richard had only the impression of being big and dark. All the buildings are so tall that the long, winding passages, though illuminated, do not cover every corner, leaving behind large shadows, swaying shadows, and even darkness that is completely impenetrable to the eye.

There seemed to be a faint aura everywhere in the castle, lingering in front of and behind him, haunting every step he took out. It made him feel repulsion and discomfort from the soul, but he couldn't express it in words.

The dinner room was not the largest in the Black Rose Inner Castle, but it was definitely a duke's in size, and the fifteen-meter-high hall was extremely tall and dark, and although the walls were full of torches, the light of the fire could hardly illuminate the frescoes of the dome. The table was twenty meters long, and Richard, dressed as an aristocratic boy, sat at one end of the table, across the table that could accommodate thirty people at the same time, and looked at his father opposite.

It was a man with a strange charm, a smile on his face all the time, and his meticulously combed hair and thick short beard formed an integral part. The years have left a little imperceptible mark on his face, some fine lines have climbed on the corners of his eyes, and those dark green eyes are clear and pure, but they make those who look into them almost feel like they have no top. He sits casually, expertly chopping the roasted lamb chops on his plate, eating quickly, occasionally taking a sip of red wine. There was a strange rhythm in his movements, and in fact, even the most discerning hostess could not find any omission in his manners. Of course, he ate too fast, and too much. But his elegance is imperceptible, and it feels like a few kilograms of lamb chops have disappeared in just a few breaths.

This is a very elegant and attractive man, and Richard has to admit it, even though he is tempted to throw the silver plate in his hand and smash it in the man's face.

Later, he would learn more deeply that there were countless people who wanted to smash something in the face of the Marquis of Gordon.

And now, little Richard held back, not for himself, but for his mother. Until now, he had not understood the meaning of his mother's wish, but his perseverance, patience and wisdom had taught him that he would understand the meaning of that wish in the near future.

Richard tried to sit up with his back straight, making clumsy moves against the food. There's plenty of food ahead, and the Great Kitchen at Black Rose Castle is renowned for its cuisine, with some of the best red meat cooks and pastry chefs on the peninsula. But Richard had no idea what he was putting in his mouth. Richard had never been trained in etiquette, and the holding of a knife and fork was known at a glance to be from the countryside, and he did not know many rules of aristocratic dining. But the changed clothes of little Richard is very beautiful, calm and melancholy temperament is somewhat similar to Gorton, flowing in and out of the maids have a lot of secretly looking at little Richard. Richard was a teenager now, and in a year or two he should have the charm of a man.

After elegantly and magically eating more than twenty kilograms of lamb chops, the Marquis of Gordon wiped his mouth with a snow-white cloth and smiled. His mouth was large, and when he smiled, he showed a whole row of snow-white teeth, which were a little dazzling.

"Your name is Richard."

Richard just nodded, not making a sound. He could tell that Gordon was speaking in a narrative tone, and that he didn't need to answer.

Gordon smiled and said, "You are lucky, because your surname is Akmund; You are also unlucky, also because of the surname Akmund. "

Richard raised his head at this time, met Gordon's gaze, and said calmly, "My name is Richard."

Gordon's gaze was as clear as water, but few people could make eye contact with him. Richard, however, held his head high and did not retreat.

Gordon smiled at first, then sighed and said, "The personality is very similar to your mother! But she didn't say your name was Richard. Moon Song. "Although it is a question, it is still a declarative tone.

Richard Jr. hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "No." Now, he understands some of his mother's intentions.

"So, your surname is still Akmund, whether you admit it or not." Gordon said. By this time he had finished eating all the main dishes, and with a wave of his hand, ten maids came up like a stream, put away the used meals, and then replaced them with new utensils, and served as many as seven desserts.

Gordon, as he settled the dessert with the same grace and speed, said, "It's useless to say something. Even the most senior nobles could not fault me in my ceremonial posture. But the old aristocrats still think I'm an upstart. And the other big man, whom we all call 'Philip the Bloodthirsty', is his favorite dish is raw monster meat, which requires that it be cut from the living body for no more than an hour. In the case of rare varieties, the time limit can be relaxed to one day, and this noble adult prefers to eat the meat by hand. But the aristocrats still admit that he has a true aristocratic demeanor, do you know why?"

Richard shook his head, he didn't know anything about the aristocratic world. All the little knowledge was obtained from Mordred, and the knight was clearly not a qualified teacher.

"Because this 'Bloodthirsty Philip' is His Majesty, the greatest Emperor of our Holy Alliance Empire! The power he wielded was too great and temperamental for the old and true nobles to provoke him. Moreover, if there is such a big person in my circle, there will be a lot of real interests. These benefits are so big that people can't refuse them."

Richard nodded this time, understanding a little.

"So, since your surname is Akmund, then unfortunately you have to become strong and more powerful! With strength, the world is heaven for you, and without power, everywhere is hell! At that time, you didn't have to care if you grew up in the mountains, if you were born in the grandest castle, or if you didn't have to pretend like I do now. These are illusory, they don't make any sense to you right now, you just have to be strong! Because your surname is Akmund, you have Akmund's blood in your veins! As long as you have this surname, people will expect a lot from you, and it will be incredibly high, and if you are just a little better than the average person, it will disappoint everyone. Gordon's voice grew louder and louder, and at last his voice was like thunder, and the loud vibration of the sound made little Richard dizzy.

Richard grabbed the knife and fork in his hand, no longer caring about the piece of food that had fallen from the tip of the fork into the plate without manners, and looked a little blankly at the deafening screams of the man opposite, who still maintained an extremely elegant posture, but erupted with a deafening cry that did not match his body.

Gordon suddenly retracted his thunderous voice, smiled charmingly, and said, "As long as you have enough strength, you can do whatever you want, whether it is meaningful or something completely ridiculous, like this." With that, Gordon summoned a maid, reached out and grabbed the clothes on her chest and tore them fiercely, tearing the whole dress in half, leaving her completely naked in an instant. The maid instinctively screamed, but immediately swallowed back the subsequent scream, and put her hands at her sides honestly, without revealing the slightest intention to hide her bare breasts and lower abdomen.

In addition to the butler and a few male servants, there were several guards and ten knights, who stood quietly against the wall, like statues. Mordred, who had taken Richard from Russelland, was among them. At this point the statues came to life, of course, they still maintained their standard standing posture, but their eyes fell on the naked body of the maid with impunity. Her appearance is not very pretty, but her youth makes her body full of vitality and temptation.

Richard was dumbfounded, the scene had hit him too hard, he was only a ten-year-old child. The tenacity he had honed since childhood played a role, and he pinched the knife and fork firmly and did not let them fall off his hands.

Gordon waved her hand, and the maid dared to pick up her clothes, but she did not dare to use them to cover her body, and kept her usual posture, curtsied, and then faced the hosts and exited the dining room, not turning until she was in the hallway. She feared that if she ran ungracefully, she would probably be in a more miserable situation. Sure enough, Gordon's voice came from behind her: "Richard, I originally wanted to kill someone to show you, but I was in a bad mood some time ago, and I killed all the people I could. Speaking of which, there are quite a few other nobles' eyeliner here! It's a pity that I didn't control my temper at the time, and now there is no one I can kill casually. "

Richard's little face was pale, how could such a thing as murder be said in such an understated tone? But everyone in the dining-room, from the servants to the knights, looked the same, as if the master was talking about the usual thing of hunting some prey and adding vegetables. It was only then that Richard vaguely sensed that there was a faint aura permeating the castle. It seemed to be the bloody gas that had accumulated over the years.

As with the main meal, when the dessert was all eaten, Richard didn't even know what it tasted like. He endured the churning in his stomach to prevent what he had eaten from spitting out. It's hard to do, and once the bloody breath is noticed, it becomes clearer and clearer, lingering around the nose.

However, Richard ate a lot, and it was when he was growing up that the children in the mountains had always eaten a lot. Gordon was very satisfied with it, and said, "Eat more to grow faster." Richard, does your mother have a wish that you need to fulfill? "

Richard's face changed, he was silent, and he acquiesced. However, he did not intend to tell Gordon the content of his wish, and he would only say it on the day when it was fulfilled.

Gordon didn't force Richard, but said, "Whatever your mother's wish is, it must not be easy to achieve. I won't help you directly, let alone give you strength. But I'll give you enough opportunities to get stronger. It's up to you how far you can go. I hope that one day, you will be able to speak loudly in front of me. "

Richard nodded, but did not speak.

Gordon groaned for a moment and said, "I'll find you a teacher, and you'll be studying with her for the next few years. I hope you will surprise me when you come back to see me again. It's not just for me, it's for yourself, for your mom. Okay, you go and meet your siblings first, it's going to be a ...... Very interesting meeting."