The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

In the splendid palace, the originally calm candlelight on both sides of the corridor suddenly danced a hot dance, adding a little light and darkness to the quiet night.

The sound of bare feet touching the stone floor echoed in the silent corridor, and the girl in only a thin nightdress was running hard.

She turned her head from time to time, and there was nothing at that end of the corridor.

The girl stopped at the end of the corridor, inhaling the rich aroma of the scented candle in small mouthfuls, the light of the candlelight reflected by the sweat on her white and tender skin.

"Baby, you're lost!"

This voice was as arrogant as the invincible **** of war who looked down on the world, and as cold as the ice floes on the perpetually frozen sea.

A figure suddenly appeared behind the girl, hugging her waist and pressing her firmly against the wall.

There was a cold stone wall in front, and a man who was as hot as fire in the back, and the girl's heart beat even more.

The man's hands began to move upwards, squinting his eyes obsessively and greedily sniffing her breath between the girl's neck and neck, and finally sticking out his tongue and licking a drop of sweat under his cheek.

The man's liquid nitrogen-like voice whispered in the girl's ear: "The moment I saw you, I fell in love with you, and your face appeared in front of my eyes every day."

"I'm looking for you on this planet, and I've traveled to every continent."

"I have a belief in my heart that one day I will find you and make you mine!"

The girl looked angrily and said, "You can't kidnap me like this, I'm not yours."

The strength of the man's hands increased, and he said with the temperature of dry ice: "So I will give you a period of time to fall in love with me, 360 days, I will do my best to make you fall in love with me."

The girl suddenly struggled out and continued to run deep into the corridor.

The man chased after her, picked her up by the waist, and then kicked the door next to her heavily and walked in.

Behind the door is the bathroom, the hot water in the bathtub is ready, the fragrance is neither strong nor weak, and the candlelight is dimmed appropriately.

After washing Her Royal Highness the Second Princess, marinating it in sesame oil, blanching it in the bathtub, and taking her back to her bedroom to put her to sleep, tonight's performance is over, Jefferson went back to his kennel, took off his shoes, and Go to bed.

In the dream platform, Charles and the devil are connected.

Nicholas II asked him: "What's the news today?"

Charles replied: "The demon army has been assembled near Vistula City, and in a few days, Reichhard II will hold a large-scale hunting event."

"Do you want an unprecedented strategic bombing?"

The Demon King thought for half an hour before replying: "Don't be in a hurry, you can't throw away a whole pig for an elbow."

Charles understood that the strategy formulated by the country was to bleed as much blood as possible for the Kingdom of Cuyavia, and it would not be effective to blow them up all at once.

Then he reported the information he had collected recently, including the movements of the government of the Kingdom of Cuyavia, the characters and abilities of high-level officials, the views of the nobles in various places on the current war, the recent grain prices in the market, and so on.

Now he finally understands that the human side has let him go undercover next to the princess of the demon race. There is no need to inquire about it. Those well-informed "uncles" will take the initiative to speak out.

Then Charles asked about the information of the Western Front. Now the troops have occupied and controlled a canyon about 60 kilometers long, of which the core area is about 40 kilometers long, and fortifications and various buildings are now being constructed.

The Kingdom of Cuyavia launched several counterattacks, but the division-level firepower support was beaten back before it could be used, and now it is licking its wounds.

It was bright that day, and Jefferson got up and looked at the clock on the bedside table that the second princess had given him. It was time for work.

Jefferson first chained the alarm clock and started his day.

Since he performed in the library that day, he has changed from a handyman in the library to a pet and driver in the second princess' house.

The driver is just a name, the second princess is still young, and her face is not so thick. Like other demons, there is a row of male pets.

Jefferson ate his breakfast in the Servant's Cafeteria, where he was the only human being.

As the only pet of Her Royal Highness the second princess, Jona was raised by her since she was a child. She eats whatever the owner eats. The new Jefferson is not treated so well, just the same as the ordinary servant.

The food standard of the attendants is very high. The fluffy bread slices, the rice porridge with minced meat, the grease-filled sausages, and the boiled eggs with white flowers in the canteen are placed on the long table and eaten as you like.

Those demon servants who got off the night shift and were about to start the morning shift took out the exquisite glass plates from the Marzov Glass Factory and the stainless steel tableware that were also imported from the cabinets, and went to the long table to ask for something to eat in twos and threes. Sitting at the dining table, chatting about the latest news while eating breakfast.

In the corner of the dining hall, Jefferson sat in a lame chair and ate his breakfast.

There was a problem with the bread today, and the outer skin was a bit hard, so a lot of it went into his wooden bowl, which was much better than the carbonized rice cooker yesterday. Adding a little water can handle it.

A topic from the attendants today has attracted the attention of the undercover agent. The military wants to increase the number of tank soldiers, and is now looking for suitable soldiers everywhere.

Jefferson listened carefully. As long as this upstart army is a demon, he can only give up the idea of ​​joining.

After eating breakfast, wash the bowls and spoons, take a cloth bag and stuff it under the sideboard, and then it's time to work.

Two new sheds were built next to the stables, each containing a steam car, Lena's and Levensky's.

Although Lena left the country and sneaked undercover in the Eastland for so many years, she had never even seen her younger sister, but the share she should have in Reyshard II will not be lost, and she has been keeping it for her return.

All Jefferson had to do this morning was to clean up Levensky's steam engine car, which would be the means of transportation when he went hunting in a few days.

Although the car is similar to a sedan, it is not small in size, similar to a minibus.

He studied for several days and had to admire how smart people on another continent were.

The material of the car wheels is the same as the one here~www.readwn.com~ The outermost layer is vulcanized slime glue, which is strong and durable, that is, there is no steel mesh bone inside.

The front engine burns steam, the magic provides heat, and the exhaust pipe extends to the steam recovery box on the top of the rear of the car. If necessary, the water here can be put into the steam engine.

The car is shifted by a gearbox with three gears and a separate lever for forward or reverse.

The most central place is a steam engine, designed to be quite compact, with two cylinders controlling a flywheel to rotate.

The bearing and gears on the top are the most concerned about. After careful study, he found that the machining accuracy and material strength are good, and it can be seen that they are industrial products.

At this time, a certain person thought of Rachel, the fish-man **** that continent, and wondered how she was doing there.

"huh huh huh huh……"

A smug and lovely voice sounded behind Jefferson.

He turned his head and saw Jona standing there in a beautiful hunting suit with a bag in her hand.

"Here's your clothes." Jonah put the bag on the ground. "Worn when hunting."

Jefferson nodded and said, "Thank you."

Jona was curious every time she saw the car, and she walked around the car twice as usual, and finally sat on the boarding pedal.

"Hello!" she asked Jefferson. "Can you use a bow and arrow?"

Jefferson, who was wiping the body with a muslin cloth, shook his head when he heard the question.

"Then what are you going to do?" Jona put her right hand on her knee and supported her chin, her big eyes sparkling. "Do you want to flood the rabbit hole with the water in your head?"

"Or you can pour the water out of your head, maybe there are some fish in there."

Jefferson didn't bother to talk to her, and it would be a problem if the little girl didn't have fun with herself one day.

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