The Final Knight

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Mary will remember that this person was purely coincidental, because this person was one of the people she had taken the task to help arrange the accommodation before. These people were wearing strange masks and wrapped themselves tightly. Because the mission was so special, and these people were too weird, Mary made a very deep impression on them. She hadn't seen such weird people yet, so she wrote them down. But she did not expect to meet them again here.

What are they doing here?

Mary was a little curious and puzzled, and then she frowned and suddenly remembered something.

The previous refugee commotion seems to have happened after these people came...

Does this matter have anything to do with them?

Just when Mary was thinking deep inside, the man had turned and disappeared into the shadow of the alley.

Do you want to keep up?

This idea made a head deep inside Mary, and immediately disappeared. She was not stupid. You know that Mary became the attention of the mercenary group not only because of her cute and beautiful, but then the mercenary just looked at her. In a vase instead of a companion, although very young, Mary also has her own ideas. Of course, she did not forget the warning that Yulian had given to herself before. Although Mary had not yet realized what danger she felt, she believed that since the lord had said so, then she would be right. If these people are really the culprits of instigating refugees, then there must be an opportunity for them to follow the past, maybe they can find out.

However, Mary's feet only took a half step and stopped again.

This is very dangerous. She doesn't know how dangerous the other party is, but as Lord Lord said, those who are qualified to provoke the endless Knights are certainly not the objects they can deal with. In fact, as a mercenary, her confidence has been almost shattered in the Twilight Castle-almost everyone who lives in it can unexpectedly appear behind her, no matter how vigilant Mary is. Yes, only a few talents, such as Princess Shirley, have no such power, but the entire Yan Yan Knights are very powerful. This impression has been firmly imprinted in Mary’s heart.

They can appear quietly behind them, so it means that the other party should have similar strength, not to mention almost, even if it is one level down, look at the Sith Empire, then it is not a small mercenary. Provoked. Maybe he didn't find anything yet, he was killed by the other party. This is not what the Lord Lord wants to see. Since he does not allow himself to investigate again, but also to prevent this situation, then he should not waste his good intentions.

Thinking of this, Mary stopped and she hesitantly glanced back at the alley where there was no figure, and then turned to the back door.

Since I heard Crook's voice just now, let's ask Crook. After all, I don't know anything about these people. I know that she was the one who arranged the accommodation. What does the refugee incident have to do with, then Mary absolutely doesn’t mind reporting the incident to Yulian-anyway, this is also her task, and if this can save the team, she will not consider it.

Mary didn't realize that just after she left, a crow that had been quietly staying on a branch not far behind her head suddenly stretched its wings and flew up. After circling a circle, it fell on the roof of the side. A black maid's arm.

"Master's vision is really good."

Looking at Mary who had entered the back door, the maid in black whispered to herself, and then she whistled, and the crow that had stayed on her arm flew again, spreading her wings in the direction where the masked man disappeared Fly away.

Mary who walked into the mercenary regiment didn’t see Crawke, but she didn’t care, but went back to her room to collect things. Just when she had finished packing her belongings, the door knocked, and then Crawke walked in.

"Mary, are you back?"

"Ok."

Mary nodded, not much to say, and in fact it was the case. In these days, her days in the mercenary regiment became more and more unsatisfactory, and she even had less words. She thought the regiment would at least give herself Consolation, but I did not expect to receive a bunch of lessons, which made Mary's mood worse and worse. Instead, she was in Twilight Castle. She didn't need to worry about anything, and she was more relaxed.

She didn't say much, but Crook, who was seeing what the girl was doing, was stunned.

"what are you doing?"

"Clean up equipment."

Pulling the sword out of the sheath, Mary began to wipe carefully and answered without lifting her head.

"I intend to live in Twilight Castle for a while."

"What does it mean?"

Hearing the girl's answer, Crouch's original smile disappeared.

"Just complete the task I'm performing."

Mary was somewhat resistant to Crook's rhetorical question.

"You know that I am responsible for protecting Her Royal Highness Princess Shirley. Originally, according to the principle, our mercenaries are to follow the employer all day. Now my performance is very incompetent, so I decided to do so. "

"You don't have to do this, Mary."

Hearing this, Crook frowned.

"Is that the lord saying something to you again? Don't listen to him, Mary, these nobles have nothing good, they are doing everything they can to deceive you, and there are so many people in the castle, you don't need more than you at all. One went to guard the high princess, and frankly, I was worried about you. I heard that it was a princess. What if she wanted to bully you?"

"I'm going to correct your mistake, Crawke."

Mary stopped, raised her head, and stared straight at Crook.

"First, this is not the order of the Lord Lord, but my own decision. Second, I like that Princess Her Royal Highness, she is also very kind to me, I say it again, I’ve had enough of you about the nobility On the tone!"

Speaking of this, Mary couldn't help but think of the situation when she was with Shirley. Unlike Yulian, getting along with Yulian gave Mary a very restrained and intimate feeling, but Shirley seemed more like a friend The same, especially when Mary goes to the castle every morning, Shirley will personally serve a pot of tea to entertain her, and occasionally make some small snacks. This is because the princess had no friends in the past, but in Mary's opinion it was a symbol of kindness and friendliness. At least she couldn't imagine a princess who would make tea for herself by such a small mercenary. Dim Sum, although strictly speaking, Shirley is no longer a real princess...

She had defended Yulian once before, but at the time she was not speaking for Yulian. In fact, at that time, Mary was even more angry that Crock distrusted herself. But now it’s different. Although they haven’t been in contact with Shirley for a long time, they have become very good friends with almost nothing to talk about. However, as Shirley, they definitely belong to the category of “nobility”. of.

"...-...!"

Perhaps aware of the strong dissatisfaction in Mary's tone, Crocker froze for a moment, then he clenched his fists.

"What's wrong with you? Mary? How have you become so strange? What good are those nobles? It's worth talking for them! Don't forget that you are a mercenary, but you are ours!"

"Of course I remember this!"

Mary stood up suddenly.

"But how many people here remember this?"

"..............."

Hearing this problem, Crook froze.

"This...I also know that you haven't been happy here now, Mary."

He sighed and his tone softened.

"But everyone's opinions are not unreasonable, after all..."

"Neither of us did not work under the nobility, Crawke."

Mary interrupted his explanation with some irritability.

"Everyone has done this, but why hasn't anyone said that they were recruited and held in captivity? Why should I be treated like this?"

"This one…………"

Hearing this, Crook didn't know what to say.

"I hate the atmosphere in the current group, Crook."

In the past, Mary rarely talked too much. As the most popular person in the group, she also knows how to deal with others. Even if she hates, she will only say "dislike", but now she uses the direct word "very hate". , I have seen how dissatisfied she is.

"After this mission is over, I plan to go back to the headquarters. I don't know what this is now. Anyway, I feel that I have done nothing wrong and I should not be treated like this."

"Mary, but, but..."

Crook opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort her.

"As a result, you will have a lot of trouble in the group."

"Will there be more than now?"

Regarding Crocker's dissuasion, Mary did not mean to change her mind.

"I really don't know what they are thinking, I have explained clearly, they don't listen at all!"

Mary, who was angrily complaining about all this, suddenly had an idea flashing deep inside her.

Since you said that I was raised by the nobleman, then I simply went to be his man's fortune!

"Calm down first, Mary, this kind of stiffness is not good for everyone..."

Speaking of which, Crook suddenly flashed.

Isn't this a good opportunity?

"Oh, Mary, I have an idea."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Mary looked at Crawke, her look calm, without any vacillation or doubt.

"what idea?"

"This...yeah, since you are leaving, then you will take me to the Twilight Castle in a moment, I will see how the nobles treat you, and I will wait for a long time, and I will come back at night, this is no problem. ."

In just a few hours, I can complete my task, and by that time, there will be no problem.

Thinking of this, Crocker bit his mouth involuntarily, showing a smile.

He didn't realize that his expression had been completely taken into account by Mary. He had to say that when it comes to acting talent, there is still a huge gap between men and women. Except for people like Yulian, there are very few who can lie and not fight. Draft — oh, wrong, Yulian just never told a complete truth.

But Mary is different. Although she already knows that Crock has something to do with the goals that she may pay attention to, she does not show any special expression-women are always beyond the reach of men in performing talents. This is what The reason why there are more female celebrities than male celebrities.

"Ok."

Mary didn't hesitate, just nodded. She didn’t know what Crawk was going to do with herself, but she didn’t care. The only thing that worried her was whether this guy would embarrass the scene. After all, he hated the aristocracy not once or twice. Some of the nobles were smirking, if he dared to do this to Her Royal Highness Princess Shirley, even Mary herself would not confirm if she would go up and slap each other directly.

Thinking of this, Mary suddenly felt tired with Crocker. She used to like this boy, but now she always looks at him as a hindrance, which makes her very dissatisfied. She even suddenly felt that it was a good thing that she didn't immediately promise the teenager's confession, now...

Crocker didn't know Mary's thoughts at the moment. After getting her consent, he nodded excitedly at the other party and left the room. And Mary took her gaze back from the closed door and started to pack her things again.

What she didn't expect was that Crawker did not leave immediately. He stood at the door, silent for a moment, and then walked to the mercenary commander's room.

"Head, I think the attitude towards Mary in the group is really bad now."

"Of course I understand this, Crook."

The head of the Blue Feather Mercenary Corps looked calm.

"But you also know how important our task is now, without any mistakes, indeed, I believe in Mary. But she is still too young after all, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be noticed if she knows what she knows, we Be cautious."

"But, you do, Mary is very dissatisfied..."

"We are mercenaries, Crook, and we want to guarantee the interests of the group."

The head of the group interrupted the young man.

"You should know how important our task is this time."

"Yes, head."

Hearing this, Crouch didn't say anything. He nodded. He naturally knew what the plan was, and he was excited about it. He wasn't like Mary. He didn't have any favors for the final Knights. For him, what he heard most was how cruel, brutal, and dangerous this terrible force was.

It’s not that Mary hasn’t heard these rumors, but for her, these are too exaggerated. Although it is indeed true, in Mary’s opinion, she doesn’t think that the final knighthood is the kind of demon that kills and blinks. Match this image. So she didn't take these rumours into consideration from the beginning, but Crawke was different. These rumours fully conformed to the definition of nobility in his heart.

That is a group of brutal, cruel, tyrannical oppressors! They must be defeated, and only by defeating them will the world be able to restore peace!

When he thought of his chance, Crocker's heart was filled with a sacred feeling of excitement. This is to fight for justice and to fight for peace! Although he is just a small mercenary, he is not to be despised at will! They dare to underestimate themselves, then let them pay the price! And now he has such an opportunity. He has been watching the lord for a long time, and there is no better chance than this.

"well."

Looking at Crowk in front of him, the head nodded in satisfaction.

"You already said that?"

"Well, Mary agreed to let me go."

"Ok."

Hearing Crocker's answer, the head of the mercenary stood up and took out a dark, quirky square little thing in Crocker's hand.

"After you have gone, hide this place and put it away, preferably in a hidden place. You know what to do. Be careful not to be discovered. We will find opportunities to start acting."

"Yes, head."

Crocker nodded. He took the black square box and held it firmly.

"Guarantee to complete the task."

At sunset West Hill, Mary took Crawke back to Twilight Castle.

Of course, she was most happy when she saw Mary’s return. In fact, after the maid had finished the report, she could not wait to come to the door and greet her friend in person. Then, Shirley naturally noticed the boy with a face beside Mary.

"Mary? This is..."

"Hello, my name is Crocker and I am a member of the Blue Feather Mercenary Corps."

Facing Shirley's doubts, Crawk stepped forward, raised his chin, and introduced himself coldly. In the face of nobility, be neither humble nor overactive, and maintain your own dignity-at least Crocker thinks he is doing so.

"………Hello there."

In the face of Crawke’s actions, Shirley was a little surprised. Frankly speaking, she had never seen such a rude man, and no man greeted herself like this, but as a royal princess, her manners were still Impeccably, she was only slightly surprised, and immediately nodded politely to the other party in return. But this action had no other meaning except to call Crouch.

"I'm very sorry, Your Royal Highness."

And Mary glared fiercely, still struggling to maintain her dignity, Crawker, and quickly apologized.

"Crawke, he is just a mercenary, and he doesn't understand the etiquette..."

"So I'm sorry there is no way to do as well as your nobles do, but please don't be angry."

Crawk took Mary's words, but he couldn't hear any good intentions no matter how he heard them.

"Ah, I don't care..."

Indeed, as Shirley said, she doesn't really care about this teenager. After all, the most important thing for her now is that she finally has a companion, so she still focuses her attention on Mary.

"So, come to my room, Mary, I made a pot of good tea."

Until Shirley invited the two into her room, neither Julian nor Ovalier appeared, which also relieved Mary. In fact, Klauk's attitude has already made her very annoyed. If it is not considered that this is in front of Princess Shirley, she really wants to scold the other party directly! Originally she thought that Crocker had promised that he would have to converge here, but unexpectedly he seemed to be deliberately making trouble for himself, which made Mary quite uncomfortable. She could almost imagine what would happen if this idiot showed such an expression in front of people like Yourlian and Princess O'Falriel.

As Shirley said, she made a lot of efforts to welcome Mary. Originally this should be a very happy tea party, but the appearance of Crocker made the atmosphere a little embarrassing. He would say something from time to time. This tea must be very expensive," "It's fine food, enough for others to eat for half a year" to interrupt the chat between the two. This makes Mary very angry and makes Shirry a little confused. After all, she still A very simple person, I don’t know why this young man is so self-conscious, what did he do wrong?

Fortunately, this time didn't last long. When night fell, and once again the cold scene, Crocker stood up.

"It seems you have no problem here, Mary, then I should go."

With that said, he nodded at Mary and then directly opened the door and went out.

This made Shirley stare blankly at the re-closed door without knowing what to say. After a while, she looked at the same pale girl in front of herself with a trace of doubt and anxiety.

"That... Mary, did I do something that annoys him?"

"I'm very sorry, Your Royal Highness, you did nothing wrong, it was the fool's fault! I hope you don't mind!"

Mary at the moment even had the heart of strangling Crook.

Crawke, who had walked out of the room, did not leave immediately. Instead, he carefully looked around, and then walked quietly towards the side corridor. Perhaps because the castle was too large, no silhouette could be seen in the originally quiet corridor. And after looking left and right to make sure that there was no one, he quickly moved to a vase by the wall, then reached into his arms, took out a black box, and then put it in the vase. Then, after looking around again, Crook was relieved, and then quickly left.

But what Crawk didn't expect was that he had just left, and the two figures appeared beside the vase.

"It's really stupid and rough."

Charlotte made the final evaluation.

"I really don't know how anyone would choose such a fool to be a subordinate?"

"Everyone is good, Charlotte."

Julian reached out and picked up the black box in the vase. He carefully looked at it for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth slightly raised. Then he turned his head and glanced at Shirley's room not far away.

"Let's enjoy this show."

Then he put the black box back. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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