I'm not that kind of orc

"Is that so, you really don't have the idea of ​​blaming me for that incident?" I squinted my eyes and looked at her.

Catherine smiled and said nothing.

Knew it……

I can also tell from your moves... After all, you were also a thieves yesterday.

"Did you just come back from shopping outside?" She picked up the usual topics.

"Yes." I replied bluntly.

"What did you buy?" She shifted her gaze to the straw bag in my hand.

I suddenly became a little nervous: "It's just some books and clothes, please don't worry about it."

"..." She didn't respond, but narrowed her eyes and stared at the bag in my hand.

I followed her gaze and froze.

The woven bag containing the picture book was scratched at some point, although the book inside would not fall out...

But it was enough to see the words on the cover clearly.

I shivered instantly, and subconsciously hid the bag behind my body.

This guy... probably didn't see it.

I carefully shifted my gaze to Catherine on the opposite side.

Catherine had a "kind" smile on her face: "Your Excellency."

"Yes, yes." I felt the sudden boldness in her tone and voice.

"May I check the contents of the bag?" The "kindness" of her smile remained unchanged.

An alarm sounded in my heart.

Where are the things in these two bags visible?

This unfolding is too familiar!

"Why...the sudden inspection?" I swallowed.

"The Silvermoon Knights are the guards of the palace, and as the leader, I am responsible for guarding the palace. Of course I have a reason to check the things you bring into the palace." She explained calmly with a soft voice.

"But when we entered the palace, none of the knights standing guard checked us..."

"That's because His Majesty greeted you in advance, and gave enough trust to the honored guests."

"Then is there any need now?" I subconsciously distanced myself from her.

Catherine smiled, walked a few steps towards me, and said: "Orc, female knight, training... I seem to have seen those words just now."

I suddenly changed face.

"I absolutely believe in your Excellency. Maybe I was wrong. To prove it, please let me see what's in the bag." She smiled and stretched out her hand towards me.

Wait, these things are not mine, why am I so guilty?

"Let me tell you first, these things don't belong to me! They just asked me to help them get them." I hastened to make a statement in advance.

"Ah, I understand, I understand." Kadelin nodded understandingly, with the corners of her mouth raised, but there was no smile in her eyes, "The first person in history to be caught watching on a clay tablet The man with the erotic picture must have explained that someone else put it on him."

I was dumbfounded.

Don't you believe me at all?

"What I said is true!"

"Okay, okay, please hand over the bag and cooperate with my work." Her voice was a little tough.

I was in a stalemate with her face to face for a few seconds, and I was about to rush into the annex.

Damn it doesn't make any sense, why don't you show her a fart? I can't help but see the scene where she read the contents and then called someone to arrest me for interrogation.

But Catherine, who had been prepared for a long time, dodged in front of me, stepped forward, and stretched out her hand towards the bag in my hand.

It is really hard to imagine that a human being can move so agilely while carrying a heavy shield on his back.

Subconsciously, I turned sideways and lifted the bag of picture books she was reaching for away from her.

By the time I noticed that what she was looking at was actually the bag in my other hand, it was too late.

She suddenly bent her outstretched hand and hit me in the rib with an elbow.

The pain distracted me for a moment, and she snatched the bag from me that she had been locking on.

"What's in this one?" She quickly moved away from me, with a triumphant smile on her lips, opened the bag in front of me, and pulled out a maid's uniform from inside.

...Because the style bought in that store is naturally very obscene.

Catherine looked at the suit and fell silent.

King City Day Tour (7)

A few seconds later, Kadelin put down the dress, opened the bag, and checked all the clothes inside, including the strangely shaped armor.

For some reason, she looked very carefully at the top and bottom of the armor.

The atmosphere is a little stiff.

In the middle of the inspection, I wanted to take advantage of this time to move quietly to the annex, but I just took a step when I heard a long sword unsheathed a few inches from the opposite side, and a cold voice floated towards me: "Please stand still , cooperate with the inspection."

Considering my personal safety, I had to take back that foot.

"This." After a long time, Kadelin carefully put away every piece of clothing, picked up the bag again, and shifted her gaze to me, "What's going on?"

...It's all about looking at the prisoner's eyes.

But at least it seems that there is still meaning to listen to my explanation, which is a good sign.

So I explained, "Well, these things are actually Miria—"

"Miriya?" When she heard the name, her originally extremely stern expression softened a little, "You're talking about the Miriah knight from Saidian."

"You know her?" I noticed something unusual about her reaction.

"She's my idol." Catherine said coldly, staring at me.

"..."

I feel a little bad.

"When I was young, I had the honor to meet her and talk to her when she accompanied the queen who escorted Saidian to visit Helgia. It was after seeing her heroism that I made up my mind to become a The same female knight." Her expression was still cold, but her eyes were shining brightly when she said this, "I heard that she is here this time, but I haven't had a chance to talk to her yet."

"Well, have you ever seen her private... special side?" I asked tentatively.

"A perfect knight like her must be strict with herself at all times. Of course, there is no difference between private and usual public." She wrote it as a matter of course.

No way, it becomes more and more impossible to explain to her that that guy is actually a pervert.

"...Then, how much do you admire her?" I cautiously tried again.

"If someone dares to insult her in front of me, I will kill her directly." A chill flashed in her eyes. "What's the matter? Why did you mention her suddenly? Does this thing have anything to do with her?"

"...Not at all, thank you very much for your answer." I shook my head expressionlessly.

How the hell can I explain this?

"Okay, let me check the other bag now." She held out her hand to me with a serious face, "Quick, bring it here."

"I... refuse." I felt cold sweat protruding from my forehead.

Of the orc and human books that Roland and Miria threw into the basket at that time, there were several books about female knights that I had just glimpsed, and what was even more frightening was that the books about princesses were much more overwhelming. If the two bastards bought it, they would definitely not be believed... If they saw the contents inside, they probably wouldn't be able to do it with a single slash of a sword.

By the way, can that kind of work be published in the kingdom? ?

Catherine didn't speak, she just drew her sword and rushed over.

I shivered immediately, quickly threw the bag in my hand aside, and when her attention turned away, I directly lowered my body and threw her down.

"Let go!" She hit me with the hilt of her sword.

If you let it go, there will be ghosts!

I dragged her away from the bag.

We immediately wrestled and rolled on the ground several times.

At this time, the door of the annex not far away was opened.

"Hey, Miss Catherine...Mr. Bullock!? What are you guys doing hugging each other?"

We turned our heads and looked over, Arsena was standing at the door, staring at this side with wide-eyed eyes.

For some reason, I always feel that there seems to be a bit of envy in her eyes.

"Ah, Your Highness, you came just in time, please grab that bag for me!" Catherine broke free and got up to grab the bag on the ground, but I stopped her, and she couldn't use it even with Arsena present. The sword cut me.

"Hey, why? Why did you guys start fighting all of a sudden?" Arsena seemed to finally see that we were fighting.

"I have to search the things he brought over." Kadelin said seriously, "but this orc won't cooperate."

"Huh?" Arsena's face darkened a little when she heard this, "Miss Catherine, Mr. Bullock is a visiting ambassador and a distinguished guest, how could you search his belongings without authorization? I hope You can get on well with him."

"Your Highness, you don't know what this orc brought here!" Kadelin pointed her sword at the bag she had just searched, and then pointed at me with the other hand very rudely, "He—"

Arsena frowned suddenly when she saw her movements, and interrupted her directly: "I entrusted him to buy the things he brought, is there a problem?"

"Eh?"

Not only Catherine, but even I stood still on the spot.

"You said...what, Your Highness...your..." With an expression of disbelief, Catherine forced out her voice.

"I said that I asked Mr. Bullock to buy these things for me. Do you want to continue searching?" Arsena stared at her and folded her hands. It seemed that she seemed to be interested in Catherine's attitude towards me. Very upset and insisted on helping me out.

... except that she obviously didn't think about what was in the bag at all.

"But, but..." Kadelin seemed to have lost half of her soul, and she couldn't speak clearly, "You entrusted him to buy, buy that kind of thing, your relationship with him... in the end... in the end... "

"It's just for buying these things. I still have this level of relationship with Mr. Bullock, right Mr. Bullock." Alsena looked at me unconsciously, and gave me a thumbs up. The word "loyalty" is written all over his face.

"No..." This inexplicable development made my mind a little bit overwhelmed.

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