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Chapter 47 The Earl's Personal Servant 1
On a cold winter day, a blizzard is coming.
The dark gray Black Swan Castle is located at the top of the Leeds Mountains. The finely carved spires are stacked on top of each other, towering and thin and rushing into the sky. The black cross on the top is solemn and sharply protruding the clouds, as if to penetrate this The gray sky is generally cold. The entire castle stands like an ancient warrior standing in the middle of the snowstorm, singing in the wind. Looking into the distance, there is no trace of popularity. You can only occasionally glimpse a few fast flashing figures from the exquisitely carved and gorgeous rose windows.
They held their trays with their heads high, and walked swiftly and steadily towards the room in the center of the castle, where the servants of Count Hillier.
The leading senior servant did not wear a silver-gray wig like the other servants behind him. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He had deep eyebrows and a handsome appearance, but he had black curly hair and deep gray eyes. It made him a little gloomy and weakened the tenderness in his smile.
Standing in front of the door, he stretched out his slender fingers and knocked gently on the heavy wooden door. First, he tapped three times quickly and continuously, then turned into a slow tap.
On both sides of the castle walls are exquisite candlesticks made of pouring gold. Rows of candles flicker in the cold wind that occasionally blows through the corridors, making a beeping sound of flames, and the voice of the male servant is clean and hearty, with gentle emotions. Call the people in the house--
"Master Josh, are you awake?"
Inside the house, the heavy curtains were tightly drawn, and no light could be revealed.
"Wake up, you should get up." Number One called Su Jinzhi coldly, "If you don't want to die again."
Su Jinzhi suddenly opened his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Do you think I want to die?"
"Hurry up and ring the bell, die again, you have to save the world to complete the task."
Su Jinzhi stretched out and pulled the silver bell on the bed, and the bell rang, and the silver bell hanging by the door also sang a crisp tone in the cold winter air.
Hearing this sound, the corner of the senior male servant's mouth hooked up again, and the other male servants behind him immediately stepped forward and pushed open the heavy wooden door for him. The senior male servant coughed against his lips with his free hand. Two beeps, dispelling the noise in his throat, making his tone more tactful.
He entered the room with a tray, and walked towards the beautiful deep rose bed in the center.
In the center of the bed lies a young boy. He has golden soft curly hair shining like the sun. His skin is as white as milk, and his long eyelashes are thick and curled, and they are also light golden, expensive. The neckline of the silk shirt was loosely opened, revealing the owner's slender and white neck like a swan neck.
But the servant knew that the most beautiful thing about his master was his eyes.
How do you describe those eyes?
He heard that there is a kind of expensive sapphire on the mainland, called "the pupil of the gods". After it is polished into a curved surface, the top of the gem will show six starbursts, which are as bright as stars, and his master’s eyes are like the six starbursts on the top of the polished gem. Bright and clean, exuding dazzling brilliance.
It's about to use up all the poems that all the bards on this continent can praise to sing that beauty, the servant thought.
He walked to the huge rose window and opened the curtains of the same color as the bed, so that the boy could be bathed in the clear and clean white light in the morning, and then knelt beside him, his lowered head calling him respectfully:
"Master Josh, my master, you should get up."
The eyelashes of the young man in the center of the rose trembled a few times, and finally slowly opened. The clear sapphire eyes were dazzled by the light, as if they were magical, they could attract everyone’s attention, forcing them to kneel down. Under his high seat, kissed the back of his instep religiously.
Su Jinzhi looked at the man kneeling in front of him with a mixed mood.
Number One reminded him: "Be careful, if you collapse again, Number Zero will not save you."
Su Jinzhi took a breath and said, "What time is it, Reeves?"
The voice of the boy was like the harp in the hands of the Eluni Forest Elves, plucking a smooth and moving string of water that slid across his heart, and turned into thorns to bind him tightly. The male servant lowered his head and hid it. Staying true to the obsession, and trying to control his voice so that it doesn't tremble too much.
He took out his pocket watch and replied to the youth after confirming that it was correct: "Just after nine o'clock, Lord Josh."
"Serve me to get up." The boy delivered his hand to him.
The hands were delicate and white, so pale that there was no trace of blood, but there was a soft pink on the back of the fingers, seduce people to kiss.
The valet held that hand gently and took the boy off the bed, and then more servants gathered around with expensive clothes woven into silk and embellished with gems. After everything was set up, the valet finally opened the tray he had brought, and presented the crystal cup containing the bright red liquid to the boy——
"Bringing you a sweet morning dew, Lord Josh."
Su Jinzhi looked at the cup of red liquid and became disgusted. He asked number one: "Is your data chaos calmed down? When will Baby Zero come back? I'm still waiting for its seasoning package benefits."
Number One sneered: "This is a world of punishment. Do you still want benefits?"
"But the smell of this thing is disgusting!"
"Control the expression, when Reeves found out that you were wrong, he is going to cut you again."
Su Jinzhi had to take the crystal cup and walked outside the room while drinking.
The valet hurriedly took the warm velvet cloak and put it on the boy, Gongcheng said: "The temperature dropped last night, please take care of your body, Lord Josh."
One said: "Praise him."
Su Jinzhi stopped quickly and turned to face him.
The valet held his breath with excitement and watched a white hand stretched out in front of him, pinched his chin and lifted it slightly, then crashed into the deep blue——
"Thank you for your reminder, Reeves, you are really my most loyal servant."
"My body and heart are yours." The valet bowed his head deeply once again, "I wish to help you, my beloved Lord Josh."
The boy chuckled softly, and the velvet cloak he brought up when he turned around, rubbed against the servant's heart like a feather.
His noble and elegant master, those vulgar bards have not exhausted all the poems that can be praised to praise his beauty as a god, and his crystal clear eyes, but they have exhausted all the crude words that can be thought of. Come to insult his master, denounce him for being cruel and violent, bloody and vicious, just like the most evil dark demon, blood, werewolf, killing and skinning, drinking the freshest blood to keep his beautiful and beautiful appearance.
A maid behind him stepped forward and reminded him that it was time to prepare the earl’s breakfast: "Mr. Reeves, Lord Josh, he—"
But when the earl’s closest servant heard his name, a terrifying yin bird suddenly appeared in his eyes. He turned his head sharply and slapped the maid violently. He shouted loudly: "Master Hill’s name Is it what you can call?!"
There was blood flowing from the corner of the maid’s mouth. She covered her face and knelt on the ground sobbing. Then she gently touched the slender toe of the servant’s shoe with her face and apologized: "Mr. Reeves, I was wrong... Please forgive me..."
The valet lifted her chin with the toe of his shoe, with a sly smile on his handsome face: "Remember, you can only call him Earl Hillier."
"Yes, Mr. Reeves," the maid said with tears, the transparent warm liquid diminished the blood on her lips.
The servant looked at the blood on the corner of her lips, the gray pupils suddenly flashed a red light, he took off the white gloves that did not stain the dust, and wiped the blood on the corner of the servant’s lips with his slender fingers. Sick smile.
"You are healthy," he said softly, "I think Master Josh might like you."
The maid's eyes widened in horror, and she trembled even more.
The valet was condescendingly admiring her scared expression, he took out the beautifully embroidered veil from his pocket to wipe off the blood, smiled and said to the maid: "Next time, I will make you the morning dew of Lord Josh. ."
The maid bit her lower lip and trembled, not daring to squeak. The man looked at her with extreme fear and suddenly laughed again. His face was like a priest's loving and gentle expression. He took out his silver pocket watch and looked at the time. , Sighed: "Oh, it's a quarter past nine. It's time to prepare breakfast for Lord Josh."
After speaking, he quickly put on his white gloves, put one hand behind him and the other behind him, and walked vigorously in the direction of the boy's departure with the most standard and humble servant posture.
Su Jinzhi heard on the 1st telling him what Reeves had done after he left, and his heart was even more horrified, and he quickly drank the blood in his cup.
Reeves, his valet, was a neurotic, as was the original Earl Josh Hillier.
Josh Hillier suffers from a disease similar to porphyria, commonly known as vampire disease, so he has been living in the Black Swan Castle in the Leeds Mountains where the wind and snow do not see the sun all the year round, because the sun will make him The skin was tingling, red and ulcerated; and the lack of hemoglobin made him drink a lot of blood every day to maintain his life and appearance.
Therefore, people in mainland China scolded him for being cruel and ruthless, and keeping his appearance like a fairy by drinking blood, it was really right.
And his footman, Reeves, was originally the most promising paladin in the temple. The temple suspected that Earl Josh Hillier was a member of the blood family, so it sent Reeves to the Leeds Mountains to spy on Earl Josh Hillier, but it didn’t know which dark heartstring in Reeves’s heart had grown. The goblin-like Josh Hillier moved. He has since fallen from the light end into the darkness, willingly staying in Josh Hillier to be the most loyal dog, taking blood for him every day, and obtaining that The extremely gorgeous bloody morning dew.
In Su Jinzhi's view, there is no need to kill people just for the blood collection. You only need to use magic to erase their memories after the blood collection is over and then let them go, so he did.
Then he was pierced by a sword by the mad Reeves.
But the real cause of Su Jinzhi's death was not to release people. Josh Hillier did the same, and even rewarded those people a sum of money when they were in a good mood. Only afterwards Reeves came. In order to see if the people from the temple were really loyal to him, he ordered Reeves to personally kill him to collect blood. Who knew that Reeves would kill more than him. , One knife goes down firmly and ruthlessly, and will never waste a drop of blood.
Josh Hillier was very happy and let Reeves be his closest footman.
The real cause of Su Jinzhi’s death was that he was too kind to Reeves. He treated him as a human being. He was disintegrated and flogged and insulted slaves and servants. He was never regarded as a person who was treated only as a dog. He came to this world for three days before being Reeves suspected. Reeves felt that his master was no longer moody, and occasionally slapped him, suspecting that his soul was replaced by a demon, so he took the holy sword and liberated Su Jinzhi, causing him to not even see a rescue target. died.
Therefore, Su Jinzhi felt that this master and servant were all insane.
"As compensation for the increased difficulty of the task caused by the data confusion, I have already given you back to the file and start again." One talked to him, "but now the data has returned to normal, and if you die this time, the difficulty will increase. ."
Su Jinzhi looked desperate: "Is it more difficult?"
One said: "Don't die again, it won't increase."
Su Jinzhi asked him: "What if I collapse again? Reeves will stab me to death."
One said: "Then I will help you now."
Su Jinzhi: "???"
Su Jinzhi hadn't figured out what No. 1 said, when he saw several maids walking over with silver food trays. Su Jinzhi quickly sat upright, turning his expression into a mode of arrogance and indifference. Reeves walked up to him with a smile, spread his napkin and put a neat knife and fork on him, and then stepped aside respectfully.
The maids lined up neatly to the table and put down the food, then removed the silver cover, revealing a piece of light chestnut-colored meat about a centimeter thick on the dinner plate. There is a circle of light yellow goose fat around the meat, and the tender broccoli is decorated, perhaps to meet the taste of Earl Josh Hillier, and the meat is also poured with a bloody sticky layer. Juice, but no matter how you decorate this lump of meat, it can't change the fact that it is a piece of fat foie gras.
Su Jinzhi looked at the plate of fat foie gras, with anger from nowhere, or a sudden fear in his heart, he stood up suddenly and waved the silver plate away, then panted quickly while supporting the tabletop.
The silver plate fell on the rose-colored soft velvet carpet with a dull sound, the light chestnut-colored fat foie gras bounced on the ground twice and then stood still, and the blood and goose oil on the plate slowly melted into it. In the carpet, dark and greasy circles and marks are blurred.
"Who asked you to make foie gras?!" Su Jinzhi's eyes widened, staring at the maid who was showing foie gras and shouted, her voice a little sharp.
The maid fell to the ground in fright and fell to the ground crying. She couldn't say anything. She only knew that the repeated voice called Su Jinzhi: "Lord Earl..."
Reeves frowned slightly, took out the white veil from the left chest pocket of his shirt, walked to the fat foie gras to cover it, and blocked Su Jinzhi from seeing the foie gras, and then right The maid said, "Master Josh doesn't like foie gras. Is the chef new to you?"
The maid looked at him with tears and replied, "Yes, Mr. Reeves."
"My master, don't be angry." Reeves got the answer, smiled and turned around and walked to Su Jinzhi, helped him sit down in the chair again, "The new chef doesn't know your taste, he might think Lord Josh, like other nobles in Novi, you like to eat creamy foie gras."
The maid continued to lie on the ground tremblingly, not daring to get up, the chef is new, she is not. No one thinks that Reeves said these words to plead for the chef. He just simply didn't want Lord Hillier to have a bad mood early in the morning-only Reeves could coax the angry Lord Earl.
Sure enough, after listening to what Reeves said, Lord Earl loosened his tightly frowning eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Cream? That's the most greasy and disgusting fat smell!"
Reeves smiled and did not answer the words of Lord Earl. He took a piece of bread and spread the freshly brewed blueberry jam evenly. Then he handed it to Lord Earl. He turned to the maid who was still lying on the floor and said, "Let the chef re-read for Lord Josh. Make a breakfast
"Yes." The maid dared not look again, and hurriedly left after responding.
Su Jinzhi was still in shock. While eating the sweet blueberry jam bread, he said to Number One, "Is this what you said, wish me a helping hand?"
"Isn't the experimental effect quite good?" Number One asked him back, "You just need to keep this moody, cruel and innocent image, and you can beat people if necessary."
Su Jinzhi hummed absently, wondering why he was so abnormal just now.
Could it be that Josh Hillier really hates eating foie gras, so this emotion affects him?
In Su Jinzhi’s memory, he should have eaten fat foie gras. The taste is really delicious. Once you have eaten it, you can’t forget it again. But don’t know why, but now he recalls that he always feels nauseous. .
After eating breakfast, Su Jinzhi casually walked around in the castle.
Josh Hillier’s territory is the Leeds Mountains, where the wind and snow are very harsh all year round. Although the environment of this land is very harsh in the eyes of others, it is an extremely comfortable place for the original body.
He is not a commoner. The fireplace is always burning in the castle, and there is a flame magic stone to keep the temperature, warm like spring, those cold blizzards have no effect on him, and he can't see too strong sunlight, the Leeds Mountains are white and bright The light without a trace of temperature suits him very well.
More importantly, there are several mines in the Leeds Mountains, which contain countless kinds of magic stones. It is said that more than half of the magicians in Nordland use magic stones from the Leeds Mountains, so Josh Hillier is a continent The top human nobleman, there are even rumors that his wealth can be comparable to that of the dragon, so no matter how cruel and violent he is, no one dares to do anything to him.
Of course, it is not that no one has assassinated him, it's just that the people who assassinated him were finally solved by Reeves.
People laughed at the temple because of Reeves, and they laughed that Josh Hillier had conquered all enemies with his beauty, so he could live unharmed until now.
Su Jinzhi also agrees with this argument.
"I'm so beautiful."
He looked at himself in the small mirror and sighed a long time.
He strolled in the castle for a while and then ran to the study. He didn't want Reeves to serve him, saying he was reading a book but actually admiring his beauty. His appearance in this world has also been fine-tuned, his eye sockets have become a little deeper, his hair color and pupil color have also changed, but because he is a teenager, his facial features are softer and he is not Westernized too much.
"How old is Josh Hillier?" Su Jinzhi asked, "Why look so tender?"
Number One answered him: "Twenty-two, he is also a magician, or a high-level magician, even if he has not improved, he can live to more than three hundred years old. It is normal for his appearance to age slowly."
"He can still magic?" Su Jinzhi exclaimed, "How can I do it, why don't I know I have magic?"
No. One said with disdain: "No staff, no robes, no magic stone blessings, and you can't even recite magic spells. Do you think you can use magic directly without singing?"
Su Jinzhi was a little disappointed: "I still have to sing, then forget it."
Almost all human nobles on the mainland have magic talents. They usually go to the Mowu Academy to receive education after the age of fifteen, but Josh Hillier can only stay in Black Swan Castle for self-study because of his body. He is extremely talented, and he became a senior magister as soon as he learned.
Su Jinzhi looked halfway through his narcissism in the mirror, and Reeves suddenly knocked on the door. He quickly returned to the mahogany table and sat down, posing as a lazy and proud earl before calling Reeves to come in.
Reeves came in with a cup of red liquid, which looked very clear and coquettish under the ambiguous orange candle light.
"Master Josh." Reeves' eyes flashed sickly. He held the cup of blood and kneeled down in front of Su Jinzhi respectfully, as if the most pious knights and believers handed the cup of blood to Su Jinzhi.
Su Jinzhi can feel some of Reeves' temperament now, so he did not immediately take the blood, but raised his eyebrows, raised his thin white chin, and looked at Reeves with those sapphire eyes: "new goods?"
"Yes, Lord Josh." Reeves smiled lightly. "You can taste it first."
Su Jinzhi reluctantly finished the wine glass, and took a sip with his lips against the wall of the glass, then closed his eyes, seeming to savor the feeling of aftertaste the cup of blood.
However, in fact, Su Jinzhi is desperately calling number one: "Number one and number one! Come out quickly and tell me what kind of blood this is!"
Su Jinzhi really didn’t know how the tongue of Count Josh Hillier was so long that he could taste the blood of different people, just like a real blood, whether it’s a holy believer or a despicable snatcher, pure Josh Hillier can accurately guess their identity by just a taste of the blood of young girls or lowly humble slaves, mixed blood and thoroughbreds, nobles and commoners, all of them.
But that was Josh Hillier's talent, and Su Jinzhi didn't have it. For him, these blood were all a taste-salty and fishy, and the taste was only a little better than the cup of poisoned wine given to him by Number One.