Knights of the Wasteland Fortress

Chapter 103 Lancelot in Action

"Ah! Ah!"

On the tower of Nordwar Castle, there were men's gasps and women's screams.

Neither the old bed boards nor the soft warming bed could resist the radiant passion of the two, and the astonishing movement in the room was enough to penetrate four or five castle stone walls.

However, at this moment, someone knocked on the door in confusion.

"Captain Lancelot, I have something to ask you."

Almost as soon as the sound sounded, the panting in the room stopped, and four or five seconds later, the wooden door of the tower was pulled open from the inside.

A handsome man with long blond hair appeared panting at the door, and beads of sweat dripped from his angular face onto his chest and abs.

And behind him, a tall blond beauty grabbed the velvet pillow beside him with some dissatisfaction, and threw it over.

The blond man covered his head with his hands, and looked at the black-haired maid in front of him with a playful smile.

But there is no smile in the eyes:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The blond man knew that the black-haired maid would never disturb his "work" at this time unless something was particularly serious.

And the black-clothed maid who appeared at the door was wearing a classical maid outfit, with round-frame glasses on her face, and a black hair bun. She pushed down the silver frame on the bridge of her nose, and said with a serious face:

"There seems to be a trainee who ran out from the Third Corps and said that he has important information to tell us."

"Have you contacted Captain Sun?"

The blond man just pondered for a moment before asking quickly.

"You know, our guys aren't that quick."

The maid replied calmly: "I have already asked someone to take him to the side hall. The master and the others don't know yet. If you want to deal with it yourself, the captain, you must do it as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

The blond man thought for a moment before closing the door.

"Lancelot! You heartless man!"

The blonde beauty on the bed didn't know what the man said to the maid outside, but when he saw the man walking towards the closet, he knew that he didn't intend to continue.

"Baby, you know, this is a business, and I'll make it up to you at night."

With a smile, Lancelot avoided the pillow thrown by the woman, threw himself on the bed, and sealed the woman's red lips with a deep kiss.

While kissing the woman deeply, he put clothes on his body.

By the time he got dressed, the woman had almost collapsed on the bed again.

The blond man took advantage of the opportunity of the blond beauty lying on the bed to breathe, quickly put on his coat, and closed the door.

"Take me there."

Seeing the maid waiting at the door, Lancelot nodded to her and prepared to walk down the stairs.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and looked to the other side of the door:
"By the way, you come here too."

A somewhat familiar blond boy was leaning against the wall outside the door with his legs clamped, his face humiliated, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something.

But suddenly closed his mouth.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then bent slightly, walking towards the man and the maid.

The maid seemed to feel the boy's shame, so she deliberately didn't look back.

Only Lancelot looked at him playfully:
"What I let you learn secretly, have you learned it?"

"...learned."

Noah just opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly shivered, and then said against his will.

"Okay, I'll ask Yanhuang to find a little native maid to help you eat meat and see your study results."

As Lancelot said, he put his long blond hair that was scattered at the back of his head into a ponytail.

The maid next to her said dissatisfiedly:

"Captain Lancelot, please don't treat the maid team as pimps! Also, my name is not Yan Huang, but Felt!"

"Okay, Felt."

Lancelot frivolously picked the black-haired maid's chin, and then led the two of them towards the side hall of the Nordwald family castle.

"No...Captain Lancelot."

At the entrance of the side hall, a young man in the armor of the captain of the guard saw the blond man approaching, he quickly greeted him, and reported in a low voice:

"A trainee from the third corps suddenly ran over and said he wanted to see Captain Lancelot. He said he had important information to tell us. If I hadn't memorized the list of this year's trainees, I would have missed him. It's..."

"Okay, I'll go back and apply for a second-class merit for you."

Lancelot patted the captain of the guard on the shoulder, then glanced at the two people around him:
"Fert stay here, send someone to control the window, Noah, come with me."

The blond boy nodded, and nervously followed Lancelot into the door of the side hall.

Then, as if suddenly noticing something, I turned around.

He saw the light flickering in the hands of the black-haired maid, as if some glowing film lit up a second before the door closed.

Then the door closed, leaving only the two people in the side hall.

In the side hall is a long table that can accommodate more than a dozen people. It is covered with a red tablecloth. On the seat at the end of the table, a ragged black-haired boy is wolfing down a silver plate in his hand.

Lancelot only glanced briefly, and found that the silver knives and forks beside the plate had disappeared.

He felt a little vigilant in his heart, and instead of going directly to the boy, he walked around to the opposite side of the table, pulled out the chair, and sat down.

"You are Captain Lancelot? The strongest man in Razor Town?"

Seeing the blond man walking slowly into the hall and the blond boy behind him, the black-haired boy wiped his mouth nervously, put down the plate, looked at the cheese sauce in his hand, and wanted to find something to wipe it off.

But he looked at the clean white tablecloth in front of him, and subconsciously wiped it on his clothes.

"You told the guards that there is something you want to tell me?"

Lancelot leaned lazily on the back of the chair. He didn't wear a piece of armor on his body, only wearing gorgeous clothes like aristocrats. There was a slender weapon like a rapier hanging on his waist, and the luxuriously decorated caged hands were carved The pattern of black boar and oleander made the black-haired boy's eyes sparkle.

Based on the black-haired boy's years of experience as a thief, he could tell at a glance that there was nothing in the man's body that was below the one thousand quota!
So he no longer doubted, nodded vigorously:
"I've heard that the matter of the door-opener can be sold at a very high price on the side of the empire! So I want to ask, if I can tell you everything about the door, how much can you give me?"

"What about the door? It depends on what you can give."

Lancelot raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to ask with great interest:
"By the way, who told you that you can sell it to me for money?"

"The mercenaries of Henry's slave catchers."

The black-haired boy snorted coldly, as if he remembered something unpleasant, but he soon realized that he was impolite, and suppressed the disdain on his face:
"I basically know everything about the things behind the door, and I can tell you whatever you want to ask."

"So……"

Hearing the black-haired boy's eloquence, Lancelot pondered for a moment:
"How many people are there in the world behind the door?"

"More than [-], less than [-]!"

Hearing Lancelot's question, the black-haired boy replied with a look of "it's easy".

"And what about the armed men?"

Lancelot nodded, and continued to ask calmly.

"...2000 to [-] people?"

Hearing this, the boy suddenly hesitated, as if he was not sure.

"So, what about those elites we call the door openers?"

Lancelot relaxed his body a little, leaned lazily on the back of the chair and asked.

"..."

The black-haired boy was silent for two seconds, his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to say something.

But his gaze was slightly tilted, as if remembering something, he suddenly said:

"This is the key question. I can't answer you without payment."

"alright."

Lancelot didn't care either. With a flick of his right hand, he instructed the blond boy behind him:
"Give him gold."

With an extremely pale face, Noah took out a small bag of gold coins from his pocket, glanced at the black-haired boy briefly, and threw it on the dining table.

Hearing the heavy muffled sound when the lambskin bag hit the table, a trace of greed flashed across the eyes of the black-haired boy.

He subconsciously pounced on the money bag, but he didn't know if Noah did it on purpose, and the money bag was almost thrown in front of Lancelot.

The black-haired boy didn't take the leather bag in his hand until he was lying on the dining table.

He opened the purse and took a look inside. The shiny golden coins almost blinded his eyes.

Looking at the purse in his hand, the black-haired boy replied excitedly:
"They have about two to 300 people, divided into three teams, each with about 100 people."

"It's not stupid to calculate it based on the 'return day'."

Lancelot nodded, waved his hand, and asked Noah to walk across the table.

"Yes...the return day..."

The black-haired boy was attracted by the gold coin in his hand, and subconsciously agreed.

But he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

He raised his head subconsciously and stared at the blond man across the table.

Only then did I notice that there was suddenly a person behind the man!

Xu Xiu stood up quickly, trying to pull out the knife and fork hidden in her arms, but with a scream, her entire right chest and right wrist were nailed to the dining table!

"That can't be done."

Xu Xiu heard Lancelot sigh and stood up:
"In our line of business, how can you make your assassination target scream?"

"Sorry, Captain Nolan."

Xu Xiu heard the blond boy behind him say, he was very familiar with that voice, but the boy's face was not what he knew at all.

"In order to get you to assassinate, Felt deliberately released an illusion on your face, but you still made him yell, and you need to train him later..."

Xu Xiu clutched her bleeding chest, trying to crawl towards the window.

But the combination of shock and fear caused his heartbeat to break through the critical point, and blood gushed out of his wound one after another.

Soon he felt weak and his limbs were weak.

"Sorry...Captain Nolan."

He heard the once invincible little devil in the middle area answer in a low voice.

Xu Xiu couldn't help but have a doubt in her heart——

why?
Why is the guard captain of the Nordwa family the same person as the second captain of the Explorers? !
Why is Noah here? !

However, before he could figure out where the problem was, he felt his ankle being stepped on.

Then an extremely sharp one-handed stabbing sword with a flashing cold light pierced down from above, nailing his neck to the carpet!
"Remember, if you want to see him die slowly, you must at least do this."

Xu Xiu wanted to reach out and cover the wound on her neck.

But the pierced trachea and spine prevented him from trembling and he couldn't breathe.

As he vomited blood and died slowly from suffocation, he heard someone retching behind him—

Then the world before his eyes went completely dark.

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　Later (around ten o'clock) there will be another chapter of [-] words

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)