Chapter 55
Although it has been delivered to the door, Clay has no interest in having anything to do with this decent-looking Walda Frey. If he really gets involved, he may be in trouble.
"My lord, I'm coming..." After he said a word full of fiery words, Clay's palm appeared in Varda Frey's field of vision, and an inverted triangle light green rune flashed away.
Fortunately, I have the sign of Axi.Clay said in his heart, giving him such a sudden action made him have no reaction time at all, thanks to his witcher seal.
Temporarily controlling Varda Frey, who was disheveled and swaying in the air in some positions, Clay was slightly relieved. In order to concentrate, Clay gave her the order to get dressed and stand at the door .
Now, the most difficult problem is to find out whether it was her personal behavior or someone ordered it. If it was a personal behavior, Clay would just tell Walda Frey that nothing happened up.
But if it was instigated by someone, then this matter would be difficult, which meant that Varda Frey's whereabouts were being monitored, and if she stayed here for a second, Clay's trouble would be even greater.
Thinking of this, Clay couldn't help being annoyed at why he didn't prevent the captain of the guard from leaving. Tsk, I still blamed myself for being too pure and figured it out too late, and at the same time overestimated the lower limit of these Freys.
It's useless to think about it now. Regarding the situation at hand, Clay quickly made a decision, he asked.
"Vada Frey, you came to see me tonight, did someone order you to do it?"
The woman who had completely lost her spirit in her pupils turned her back to him, and replied in a mechanical voice:
"Yes my lord, my father Wharton told me to climb into your bed, and he will come to you tomorrow morning."
"Stop, you don't need to say..."
Clay was speechless. What kind of alien version of Immortal Dance is this? It is really unlucky for him to actually meet him.
"You came to look for me, besides your father, does anyone else know?"
"And my grandfather, Stevron, but he rejected my father's offer."
Fortunately, not many people knew about it, and the other party came only the next morning, which gave me time to think about countermeasures.
However, why are these people so frantic and anxious to send their daughter here, are they really not afraid of being ruthless and refusing to admit it afterwards?
Clay realized that he had completely underestimated that the Frey family wanted to give him, the heir of White Harbor, a real wife with the surname of Frey, which was really outrageous.
The room fell into silence. Although they were alone and widowed, there was no ambiguous atmosphere.
After a moment of silence, Clay said:
"Vada Frey, you did come to find Clay Mandalay tonight, but you misremembered the location of Clay Mandalay's room and did not find him. Now, leave and go back to your room go to sleep."
In any case, this woman must leave her as soon as possible, or else something unexpected will happen, and it will be hard to tell.
"Yes, my lord."
Still giving a mechanical blunt answer, Varda Frey walked out the door slowly. Clay watched him go down the stairs and disappeared into the distance, and then he was relieved.
Then, he returned immediately and walked directly to the not far from his room, which was where the captain of the guard lived.
Clay had just arrived at the door, and before he even raised his hand to knock, the heavy oak door creaked open. With the help of the flickering candlelight in the corridor, Clay could clearly see the strangely slapped face behind the door. .
"Come here and talk to me in my room!"
Clay said coldly, if this guy hadn't misinterpreted his meaning and made trouble for himself, how could such a terrifying incident happen at night, master, I was almost eaten by the villain of the Frey family, you know?
Seeing the young master's unkind expression, the captain of the guard also realized that he might have done something bad. Ten minutes ago, he saw Varda Frey coming to find his young master through the crack of the door, and commented on the former's plump body. I kind of envy Clay.
As for whether there would be any trouble, he didn't realize it at all. In his subconscious mind, this kind of delivery would be over if he didn't admit his account after the job was done. Anyway, he would definitely do it like this if it was changed.
As a result, after a while, Walda Frey left Clay's room with stiff steps. He had just despised the young master's combat power in his heart, but he didn't expect the young master to come directly to him with a dark face.
"Did you know this was going to happen?"
The captain of the guard who said this was taken aback. He was not sure what the young master meant, so he could only answer honestly:
"Master, I thought you were not drunk, and you were just waiting for something like this. Miss Vada's behavior is very common among noble gentlemen. You..."
Clay was speechless again. What can I say? I am too pure or the captain of the guard thinks too much. After holding back for a long time, Clay gave up continuing this question. He directly ordered the captain of the guard:
"From now on, if you have any ideas, make it clear, don't do anything like you know what I know, and bring your people, I don't want anyone to come in in the middle of the night."
The captain of the guard left in a daze. He glanced at the tidy room, and instantly understood that nothing happened just now. Then he realized that he had misunderstood the meaning of the young master.
He thought the young master understood, but in fact the young master didn't know anything, maybe he was caught off guard by Walda Frey just now, thinking of this, cold sweat instantly wet his back.
He found all the guards who were on vacation by him tonight, turned a deaf ear to their complaints, and the captain of the guard stared at any corner of the floor. This time, the young master didn't pursue him, but it doesn't mean that he will be so lucky next time.
Clay's disposal of Varda Frey was not actually a decision made with a slap in the face. Although his current Axii level is not enough to achieve the effect of affecting memory for a long time, the chaotic Varda Foy Lei, this woman's brains are enough.
When Varda returned to her residence, she didn't realize that she was actually hypnotized. On the one hand, Clay told her that she was lost in her mind, and on the other hand, she had the memory of boarding Clay's residence.
No matter how confused this memory is, at least she can understand that her mission must have failed, and that's enough.
It didn't happen, and there was no one other than his father, Varda Frey, who could prove that she went to Clay's room, so the theory that she went to Clay's bed simply didn't hold water.
The point is that her father, Wharton Frey, came to find her tomorrow morning, only to find that his daughter was not on his bed at all. It's not important anymore.
It's really troublesome, Clay supported his forehead, watched the flickering candles, and couldn't fall asleep anymore. Through this incident, he found that he was much more principled than these veteran nobles in Westeros.
This is not something worthy of praise. In this world full of intrigue and betrayal, only by lowering the lower limit can you live a more nourishing life, stick to the justice in your heart, and eventually be swallowed by your own justice.
The typo is published first and then corrected. Please follow up. Don’t dare to raise books. My family, as a cute new author, it will kill me if my family raises books... Please support and support the poor author Jun.
In fact, in my earliest script, this passage is really ruthless, with Yaxifa imprinted, and things will be done after they are done. To prepare for the upcoming war, it is not in the interest of the protagonist to entangle with the women of the Frey family.
(End of this chapter)
Although it has been delivered to the door, Clay has no interest in having anything to do with this decent-looking Walda Frey. If he really gets involved, he may be in trouble.
"My lord, I'm coming..." After he said a word full of fiery words, Clay's palm appeared in Varda Frey's field of vision, and an inverted triangle light green rune flashed away.
Fortunately, I have the sign of Axi.Clay said in his heart, giving him such a sudden action made him have no reaction time at all, thanks to his witcher seal.
Temporarily controlling Varda Frey, who was disheveled and swaying in the air in some positions, Clay was slightly relieved. In order to concentrate, Clay gave her the order to get dressed and stand at the door .
Now, the most difficult problem is to find out whether it was her personal behavior or someone ordered it. If it was a personal behavior, Clay would just tell Walda Frey that nothing happened up.
But if it was instigated by someone, then this matter would be difficult, which meant that Varda Frey's whereabouts were being monitored, and if she stayed here for a second, Clay's trouble would be even greater.
Thinking of this, Clay couldn't help being annoyed at why he didn't prevent the captain of the guard from leaving. Tsk, I still blamed myself for being too pure and figured it out too late, and at the same time overestimated the lower limit of these Freys.
It's useless to think about it now. Regarding the situation at hand, Clay quickly made a decision, he asked.
"Vada Frey, you came to see me tonight, did someone order you to do it?"
The woman who had completely lost her spirit in her pupils turned her back to him, and replied in a mechanical voice:
"Yes my lord, my father Wharton told me to climb into your bed, and he will come to you tomorrow morning."
"Stop, you don't need to say..."
Clay was speechless. What kind of alien version of Immortal Dance is this? It is really unlucky for him to actually meet him.
"You came to look for me, besides your father, does anyone else know?"
"And my grandfather, Stevron, but he rejected my father's offer."
Fortunately, not many people knew about it, and the other party came only the next morning, which gave me time to think about countermeasures.
However, why are these people so frantic and anxious to send their daughter here, are they really not afraid of being ruthless and refusing to admit it afterwards?
Clay realized that he had completely underestimated that the Frey family wanted to give him, the heir of White Harbor, a real wife with the surname of Frey, which was really outrageous.
The room fell into silence. Although they were alone and widowed, there was no ambiguous atmosphere.
After a moment of silence, Clay said:
"Vada Frey, you did come to find Clay Mandalay tonight, but you misremembered the location of Clay Mandalay's room and did not find him. Now, leave and go back to your room go to sleep."
In any case, this woman must leave her as soon as possible, or else something unexpected will happen, and it will be hard to tell.
"Yes, my lord."
Still giving a mechanical blunt answer, Varda Frey walked out the door slowly. Clay watched him go down the stairs and disappeared into the distance, and then he was relieved.
Then, he returned immediately and walked directly to the not far from his room, which was where the captain of the guard lived.
Clay had just arrived at the door, and before he even raised his hand to knock, the heavy oak door creaked open. With the help of the flickering candlelight in the corridor, Clay could clearly see the strangely slapped face behind the door. .
"Come here and talk to me in my room!"
Clay said coldly, if this guy hadn't misinterpreted his meaning and made trouble for himself, how could such a terrifying incident happen at night, master, I was almost eaten by the villain of the Frey family, you know?
Seeing the young master's unkind expression, the captain of the guard also realized that he might have done something bad. Ten minutes ago, he saw Varda Frey coming to find his young master through the crack of the door, and commented on the former's plump body. I kind of envy Clay.
As for whether there would be any trouble, he didn't realize it at all. In his subconscious mind, this kind of delivery would be over if he didn't admit his account after the job was done. Anyway, he would definitely do it like this if it was changed.
As a result, after a while, Walda Frey left Clay's room with stiff steps. He had just despised the young master's combat power in his heart, but he didn't expect the young master to come directly to him with a dark face.
"Did you know this was going to happen?"
The captain of the guard who said this was taken aback. He was not sure what the young master meant, so he could only answer honestly:
"Master, I thought you were not drunk, and you were just waiting for something like this. Miss Vada's behavior is very common among noble gentlemen. You..."
Clay was speechless again. What can I say? I am too pure or the captain of the guard thinks too much. After holding back for a long time, Clay gave up continuing this question. He directly ordered the captain of the guard:
"From now on, if you have any ideas, make it clear, don't do anything like you know what I know, and bring your people, I don't want anyone to come in in the middle of the night."
The captain of the guard left in a daze. He glanced at the tidy room, and instantly understood that nothing happened just now. Then he realized that he had misunderstood the meaning of the young master.
He thought the young master understood, but in fact the young master didn't know anything, maybe he was caught off guard by Walda Frey just now, thinking of this, cold sweat instantly wet his back.
He found all the guards who were on vacation by him tonight, turned a deaf ear to their complaints, and the captain of the guard stared at any corner of the floor. This time, the young master didn't pursue him, but it doesn't mean that he will be so lucky next time.
Clay's disposal of Varda Frey was not actually a decision made with a slap in the face. Although his current Axii level is not enough to achieve the effect of affecting memory for a long time, the chaotic Varda Foy Lei, this woman's brains are enough.
When Varda returned to her residence, she didn't realize that she was actually hypnotized. On the one hand, Clay told her that she was lost in her mind, and on the other hand, she had the memory of boarding Clay's residence.
No matter how confused this memory is, at least she can understand that her mission must have failed, and that's enough.
It didn't happen, and there was no one other than his father, Varda Frey, who could prove that she went to Clay's room, so the theory that she went to Clay's bed simply didn't hold water.
The point is that her father, Wharton Frey, came to find her tomorrow morning, only to find that his daughter was not on his bed at all. It's not important anymore.
It's really troublesome, Clay supported his forehead, watched the flickering candles, and couldn't fall asleep anymore. Through this incident, he found that he was much more principled than these veteran nobles in Westeros.
This is not something worthy of praise. In this world full of intrigue and betrayal, only by lowering the lower limit can you live a more nourishing life, stick to the justice in your heart, and eventually be swallowed by your own justice.
The typo is published first and then corrected. Please follow up. Don’t dare to raise books. My family, as a cute new author, it will kill me if my family raises books... Please support and support the poor author Jun.
In fact, in my earliest script, this passage is really ruthless, with Yaxifa imprinted, and things will be done after they are done. To prepare for the upcoming war, it is not in the interest of the protagonist to entangle with the women of the Frey family.
(End of this chapter)
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