After the holy sword is broken

Chapter 50

The carriage of the Viscount Yamutaris Mansion is spacious and stable.

At this time, he was walking slowly on the streets of Wangcheng.

The afternoon sun, passing through the glass on the car window, and then through the curtain hanging in front of the window, shone thinly and reflected on the two of them.

Alger could hear faint calls from outside and the sound of footsteps chasing behind.

"The family crest of the forging hammer? It's the carriage of Viscount Burgess!"

"My God, I can finally see him again. How long has it been? The flower in my heart is about to wither."

"Master Viscount, please show your face."

At the same time, the carriage was going slower and slower, as if there was a lot of traffic ahead.

The sound outside became more and more noisy. Through the car window, people could be seen pushing each other, scrambling to get forward.

The loyal knight stopped by the carriage with his followers to prevent the crowd from pushing over.

Burgess raised the curtain, pushed open the carriage window, and looked out at the people pushing each other.Slowly curling the corners of his lips, revealing a charming smile.

Screams and cheers resounded through the carriage window, piercing Alger's eardrums.

The girls in Wangcheng are so enthusiastic...

Alger, who had always settled in a small town and was active in an inaccessible mission execution place, and rarely set foot in a large city, found it difficult to adapt.

Flowers were thrown from the carriage window and fell on his cloak.Burgess looked back and closed the window.

Ignoring the more intense voices outside, he sat next to Alger, removed the flower for him, and took off the hood.

"Alger." Burgess looked at him with bright eyes, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

Since the establishment of the relationship, Burgess has been clinging to him from time to time, begging for a kiss, and he was not used to it at the beginning, but gradually became used to it.

Gently pressing on the back of Burgess' head, deepening the kiss, immersing in the soft and warm touch.After the other party reluctantly left, he smiled lightly and said, "Are you very popular in Wangcheng?"

"Of course I am Burgess."

Burgess's face was still flushed from the kiss.He proudly showed off to Alger, like a male sparrow showing his beautiful feathers to his lover.

"Whether it's among nobles or commoners, whether it's among blacksmiths or other professions, I'm the one who attracts the most attention."

It's not that Burgess has too much self-awareness. His past experience tells him that he is loved by the gods and surrounded by the world, and everyone else is mediocre.

Of course, in his mind, Alger was the only one who was called a mediocre person.

"Only you bastard, dare to dismiss my love."

Burgess pinched Alger's cheek resentfully.

In this person, he has experienced all the setbacks in his life.

Before him, let alone being rejected, it was only when others showed love to him, and there was no time when he took the initiative to express anything.

Argel grabbed the evil hand, with a smile in his eyes: "I didn't."

Alger's facial lines tend to be cold and hard. When he is not smiling, he looks very indifferent.But if he laughed, he would feel the warmth of melting ice and snow.

Especially when you are the only one in his silver-gray eyes.

Burgess stared at him blankly, and after a while, covered his eyes with trembling hands.

"No, Alger, don't look at me like that, I won't...be able to bear it." The ending sound was a little fluttering.

Argel was about to say something when the carriage stopped.

The knight's voice came from outside.

"Master Viscount, and...that guest, we are here."

Burgess let go of his hand, looked away, took a deep breath, and straightened his expression.

"We should go down."

Stopping Alger from putting on the hood: "This is my mansion, you don't have to worry."

This is his mansion, no one can criticize his lover because of his appearance.

When you get off the carriage, you will be surrounded by gardens.

The blooming flowers are well taken care of, and different varieties of flowers are well arranged, which can light up the vision at once.

The surroundings are filled with a mixed fragrance of flowers, fragrant and full of life. When you come here, you seem to have suddenly broken into the arms of the goddess of spring.

Surrounded by clusters of flowers, stands a tall and beautiful four-story mansion.

In front of the tall mahogany gate, there are three rows of maids and two rows of servants.The knights, led by the knights who greeted them just now, lined up alone.

"Let me introduce you briefly." Burgess held Alger and pointed to the leading maid: "This is the head maid of the house, and also my housekeeper, Irene."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed young maid saluted them with a respectful and calm expression, and did not show any special expression because of Alger's strange appearance.

"This is my chief knight and the leader of the knights in my territory. His name is Joseph. He is a loyal and reliable knight. I also entrust him with many affairs in the territory."

Cavalier Joseph bowed his head and performed a knight's courtesy to them.

"This," Burgess smiled even more, and glanced at the people around him, "it's Alger, a priest, and also my partner, your Viscountess."

The people who were still calm just now suddenly let out small exclamations, and the formation was a little messed up.Some people try hard to suppress their surprise, but unfortunately things backfire.

The only knight leader who knew about this in advance, just silently buried his head lower, and gripped the fingers of the sword hilt at his waist, turning white with force.

Alger laughed, and shook his head helplessly facing the scene in front of him.

"Isn't it right?" Burgess looked back at him again.

Viscount Yamutaris's ears turned red again, his face was slightly pink, and he tried to hold his face and looked at him.His eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a small arc.

His little white sparrow was very interested.

Although he didn't quite understand why the other party was so happy, Alger didn't intend to pour cold water on him.

So, he reached out and stroked Burgess's black hair, and gave an affirmative reply: "Yes, Viscountess."

The slight arc at the corner of the mouth widened suddenly, those royal blue eyes were filled with brilliance, and the whole person seemed to be glowing.The already handsome appearance beyond the scope of mortals, coupled with the sudden radiance, is so dazzling that it makes people dizzy.

Alger remembered again, the astonishment that was like a charm effect when he first saw it.

The small voices from the people in front suddenly disappeared, and it was quiet for a moment.Only Borgins himself didn't seem to feel the change in the atmosphere at all, and dragged Alger to the mansion.

"I have to show you first, this is your home from now on, it would be too shameful to get lost in your own home."

Alger hesitated for a moment, followed Burgess into the mansion, waited until there was no one around, and then said to him: "Cough, wait a minute, I think the most important thing now is to find Dana."

Burgess' footsteps stopped, and his high spirits suddenly subsided.His eyelids drooped slightly: "You're right, you can watch it here anytime, don't delay important things."

Alger kissed his forehead: "I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"Can't I go together? I am much more familiar with this royal city than you."

"Master Viscount." Someone interrupted their conversation.

The knight who took off his cloak rushed up and said respectfully: "The Marquis's Mansion has already asked you about your promise to the Marquis of Bruna several times before."

Burgess paused, then heaved a long sigh, bent his fingers, and tapped his head in frustration: "I almost forgot. I wanted to finish it in Dock Town and send it back, but it turned out..."

In the end, Alger came to the door. Who still remembers the Marquis of Bruna?

"Send it back?" The knight was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "You only said to find a piece of material, why..."

Why does it sound like you want to live outside for a long time?

"Well, I didn't plan to come back." Burgess didn't notice the difference, and continued on his own, "Forget it, it's almost the end anyway, let's get out today."

He looked at Alger: "It seems that I can't go with you, come back earlier, if you can't find it here, ask someone... No, let Joseph follow you."

Alger glanced at the knight standing by and shook his head: "No, I can write down the route."

Burgess didn't force it, just nodded: "I'll wait for you here."

"You want to find the members of the poem of truth, the new fourth executor Dana?"

asked the priest of the Eye of the Sky who was stationed in the royal city.

"Yes."

"Our affairs in Wangcheng are very restricted. I can provide some traces of his activities. But we don't know where he is now."

Alger was not surprised. If Dana could be found only by relying on the eyes of the sky, the religious order would not say that he was missing.

"Excuse me."

A thick stack of records was quickly delivered to him.

"It's not like being imprisoned|imprisoned, but like actively hiding, and the whereabouts are very strange."

Alger flipped through the two pages, confirmed that these records were in line with Dana's behavior style, and put them away.

"Understood, I'll look into these myself. Also, I'd like to ask you to look up a marker."

A member of the Eye of the Sky stationed in the Wangcheng branch, disguised as a tavern owner, moved his fingers.A blank piece of kraft paper, and a quill | inserted into an ink bottle appeared on the table.

"Please draw it simply."

Alger picked up the pen and wrote it smoothly. It didn't take long for a symbol with simple lines but extremely unique and special style to appear on the paper.

"If you find it, please note its color, where the blanks are filled, and the angle of inclination of the pattern, and I will visit again in two days."

The tavern owner took the kraft paper and looked at it twice.

"can."

"By the way, has he ever been here?"

"No, the sorcerer named Dana has never been here, but there is a swordsman named Fei Luo who often visits and is also your poet of truth.

"But it's a pity... We were all watched by the noble forces that day, and we didn't even have time to issue an early warning. If, well..."

Alger was stunned for a moment, and then involuntarily stepped forward: "What happened that day?"

"It is said that it is the eldest prince's faction... Didn't the person in charge of the poem of truth tell you? Then please don't ask too much, maybe it's not suitable for you to know for the time being."

The tavern owner sighed: "It's just a pity. He used to go to the slums outside the royal city to help the poor. I have to say that he is the most priest-like priest I have ever seen.

"May he enjoy eternal peace in the Kingdom of God."

Alger was silent for a long time.

"So, may I ask... where are the slums?"