Chapter 5 Harlem Butler

Down the slope and through the square covered by the inner wall, Maglin saw the steps behind the wall from this angle, the soldiers with bows and arrows standing behind the stack.

The urn city! Maglin suddenly remembered the name of this format. The slope under my feet is the horse road. In the event of a war, the knights in the castle will rush out along the horse path from the second gate to counterattack the enemy's attack.

If the enemy enters the castle, the soldiers on the outer wall will drop huge stones on the gate, and then attack on both sides to shoot the enemy who thought he had entered the castle and had already won between the two walls.

This is simply a fortress.

Maglin looked back. He felt that there were not many soldiers in such a big castle so far. He thought that there might be other places hidden in the dark, hidden caves, and even tunnels, right? At this time, Maglin heard a shout of soldiers training from the back of the fortress. He followed the sound again.

I met a pair of dissatisfied eyes of Grace. At this time, Maglin found that almost everyone was looking at him.

The soldiers of the Robert family in the castle were looking curiously at the young second-level magician. The Duchess was smiling and looking at herself full of curiosity, and only Grace stared at him with dissatisfaction.

Maiglin was a little embarrassed. He quickly restrained his mind and walked towards his wife who waved to him.

"Meglin, what are you looking at?"

"I was shocked by the majesty of the castle."

"It's nothing here. When you get to that top, you will find that standing on the spire, you can see the whole Lucheng and the scenery of the Yalu Plain. Do you want to go up and have a look, kid?

"I'd love to, madam." Maglin tells the truth.

The lady covered her smile and said, "Then come with me."

Creath glanced at Maiglin: "Everyone is staring at you in a daze. Your Excellency, the great magician who learned the water dragon skill by himself.

"Cris." The lady scolded her daughter annoy.

Megrin smiled awkwardly and followed the lady's footsteps and walked up. In the real inner door that has been opened, the beautiful garden is full of flowers and fragrant, followed by the flower path is the Duke's mansion.

The wall made of neat stones, which is smaller than the stone size of the city wall, is straight up, and there are as many as five floors along the window. Maglin raised his face and counted the windows. The sun was falling from the spire. The duke's flag fluttered, cutting the sun, and dazzling.

Maglin lowered his head awkwardly to dodge, and there was a low smile from Keres in front of him.

"Cris, Maglin is a guest. You are so rude today. Harlem, where did the master go? The Duchess is asking a very honest middle-aged man.

It seems that this is the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion.

"Madam, the master went to the palace, and His Majesty asked him for something. I'm really sorry. I was just in the back barracks.

"This is Mr. Harlem, the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion, Maigrim. You live in the Duke's Mansion during this period. If you need anything, you can find Mr. Harlem."

"Yes, I'm disturbed, Mr. Harlem."

"Oh, is it a second-level magician? Miss, it's the first time I've seen a second-class magician among young people as you. Harlem then noticed Meglin. Under the special introduction of the Duchess, he looked at Meglin and then screamed.

"Don't make a fuss and scare the child." The Duchess laughed.

Then she turned to Meglin and said, "Mr. Harlem is a very good person, Meglin. If you need anything, you're welcome. Harlem, you take the children to their guest room first. Maglin, come with me."

After the Duchess ordered, Harlem nodded and took another look at Maigreens, and then bypassed him and walked towards several young men who were selected together behind Maigreens.

Maglin followed his wife and walked into the hall on the first floor.

The resplendent hall is covered with thick cashmere carpets, with gorgeous and rich colors. There are some oil paintings hanging on the white stone wall, a wide fireplace on the side of the hall, and several backrest chairs are quietly lying in the skylight through the flower window.

And in the middle of the hall, there is a huge screen, on which is actually a map of the empire.

On the other side of the hall, there is a weapon rack. The weapon rack is full of cold and shining weapons. Two full armors supported by the inside, and Ma Kai under him are polished and bright, divided into two sides and placed.

There is a riding gun in the hand of an armor, and a wide sword is horizontal in the hand of all armor.

Looking at these armors with obvious traces of war and weapons, Maglin felt that although it was magnificent, he felt the atmosphere of the warriors of the Robert family.

"Sit down, Maiglin."

Maglin nodded obediently. He looked around and sat down in a chair against the door of the hall, while the Duchess sat on the chair by the fireplace. The maids served honey-juice, tea, and then retreated.

After whispering a few words to his mother, Chrys got up and stared at Maglin again, turned around and disappeared behind the screen.

"Maygreen, have you ever studied martial arts?"

"No, madam. This year is the last time I took part in the assessment. I didn't have any hope. In the morning of the assessment, if I can't communicate with the elements, I will go to learn martial arts with Count Geff.

"No wonder you are a little thin. Magicians actually need a healthy body. Do you have any other plans after studying magic in the imperial capital?

"I. I don't know. But I want to find a job."

"Work? Why?"

"Eat." Maglin replied.

The Duchess opened her mouth, and then she remembered again what kind of fate the young man was carrying. Looking at Maglin sympathetically, the Duchess said, "Meglin, you don't have to worry about life in the imperial capital. You can learn magic well. You should know that second-level magicians can enjoy the state allowance. If you get started, you will also have 15 gold coins every month.

"Fifteen gold coins?" Maglin looked at the Duchess in surprise.

The Duchess smiled bitterly and said, "Son, is it easy for you to be a second-class magician? I haven't seen a second-level magician like you, except for Grace. How many second-level magicians are there in the whole empire? But there are far fewer officials and knights in the empire. What's more, you are still a count. Well, I will arrange someone to transfer everything to the Duke's Mansion first. When you become an adult, you will separate all this. In this way, the officials in the imperial capital will not embarrass you. How do you like it?"

"Thank you, madam." Maglin knew that the lady was kind.

What's more, if I go to do these things, I don't know who to look for. And if the Duchess wants to do this, as long as she says a word, someone will naturally do it and send it.

And in the new place of the imperial capital, if you lean against the signboard of the Duke's Palace, you will also have a lot less trouble.

Thinking of this, Maglin said to his wife again, "Thank you very much, madam."

"Don't be so polite, kid. Study hard and work for the empire in the future. In view of your talent, I will also ask the Duke to win the best court magic teacher for you. In addition, if you want to learn martial arts.

"I want to." Maglin said loudly. I can't even wait.

He doesn't know when his father will come to him. What kind of conditions are needed for the inheritance of the Phantom Warrior, but it's not too easy anyway, or it's always good to be strong. Thinking of the feeling of little Gev's iron fist hitting him, Maglin didn't think it was a good experience, although he now regards the Gev family as his relatives.

"Do you want to?" The Duchess looked at him deeply and then giggled, "Okay, I'll talk to the Duke."

At this time, the Harlem family came in and reported to his wife that the children had been arranged. After saying that, he looked at Maglin. The Duchess looked at Maglin and stood up: "Meglin, you can go with the Harlem housekeeper. He will arrange your place. Just take a break. In the evening, when the Duke comes back, he will summon you. When he dresses up, he likes that kind of masculine boy.

After saying that, she said to Harlem with strange eyes, "Harlem, you arrange for Maglin to live in Xiyuan."

"Yes, madam." Harlem agreed.

McGrim retreated and went out with Harlem, watching Harlem take him out of the inner door, and turned the corner and walked westward. Maglin remembered that before, Harlem took those people out of the inner door. He asked curiously, "Harlem housekeeper, where are you taking me?"

"Xiyuan, haven't you heard what your wife said? That's where the Robert family entertains relatives. Boy, I just heard those broken-mouthed maids say that you seem to get along well with the young lady?"

"Ah?"

"Hey hey, no wonder my wife arranged you in Xiyuan. Xiyuan is a good place. Standing in the yard, you can see my young lady's window. Let me tell you, my young lady lives on the third floor. My young lady is a kind and simple girl. She has never been so kind to anyone. You have to treat my young lady well, or I will skin Harlem, do you know?"

Harlem, who suddenly broke his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, exposed the tattoo on his arm, and boasted, "I'm a master of the big knight level. Only a third-level magician can defeat me."

Maglin looked at the suddenly lively Harlem housekeeper speechlessly. The current image of the housekeeper really subverted his impression of the aristocracy.

Harlem, with a little eagle hook nose, stretched out his hand and patted McGrin: "You are too thin. Maybe I can't beat the lady. My young lady has been asked by the Lord to practice martial arts since she was a child.

"Ha, Mr. Harlem. Kerris and I are just ordinary friends. We just have the same interests and hobbies in magic, that's all. Don't get me wrong."

"Misunderstanding? I have never seen my wife so intimate with any young man. Those princes in the imperial capital have never seen the smiling face of their wives. Didn't you hear what your wife just said? She even reminded you what kind of boy you admire. Hey, that's for poor old Harlem. I'd better help you dress up. In case the master sees you, the rabbit, and kicks you out in anger.

Lord Rabbit?

Maiglin's nose was crooked to him. Maiglin blushed and looked at Harlem, who called himself Lord Rabbit, angrily.

"What, are you still not convinced? Although you are a guest, although you are a second-level magician, look at me again, I will still beat you.

This is not the housekeeper of the duke's house. This is simply a villain who is more Richard than Richard.

"Why, don't you dare?" The villain looked at the second-level magician proudly.

"You, okay, you said it." Maglin gritted his teeth and suddenly shook his hand and smashed a fireball. Harlem exclaimed and quickly dodged. Maglin was surprised by his agile skills.

Maglin didn't think about it, and then threw three fireballs, and another wind blade rotated against the ground.

"Ha, ha, ha." Harlem jumped up and down loudly.

The maids and servants passing by stopped and looked at the movement here and smiled. It seems that he has become accustomed to Harlem's behavior.

"Uncle Harlem, what are you doing? Don't bully Maglin." Suddenly, there was a delicate voice on his head.

Harlem casually patted the last fireball, dodged the wind blade, raised his head and smiled. Kerrce was leaning out of a window on the third floor to look down.

"Miss, I'm just joking with him. His magic is really good. He's very fast, just a little slower than me."

"Uncle Harlem."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease him. Maiglin, come on, you are really good. You also said that you have an ordinary relationship with my young lady. I used to play tricks on other people with my young lady. Harlem complained and motioned Maigreen and himself to enter the yard.

Behind a flower wall, a small building stands in a small garden against the mountain spring, diagonally facing the main building. Maglin looked back at Grace, who rolled his eyes and his face flashed away in the window. The annoying Harlem's voice sounded again: "What are you looking at? Don't you know it's a rude hooligan behavior to look at a girl's boudoir?"

Lord Rabbit, hooligan?

Maglin can't wait to freeze the master who pretends to be crazy in front of him, but he already knows clearly that this Harlem housekeeper is definitely not what he can deal with now.

In this way, it all the way to the West Garden. After Maglin looked at the following servants put down his clothes, Harlem's mouth did not hear it. This guy was trying his best to dig into the origin of Maglin and asked Maglin's past.

Finally, Meglin, who was dizzy by him, told the other party everything he could say and had nothing to hide. Harlem let him go contentedly and turned around and left. I also forgot what I said before about how to help Maglin dress up to get the master's heart.

Maglin sat boredly on the second floor of Xiyuan.

The Duke's status determines the level of his life. As far as Meglin is now exposed to everything, all the objects on the Duke's mansion are exquisite and luxurious, such as the silver tea sets in front of him, the porcelain, the satin in the bedroom ** in the room, the indescribable textile made of light and wind, but A curtain that can block the other side of sight.

It seems that there is some magic on it?

Maglin also saw the scattered rockery in the courtyard and the flowers. Although he didn't know the name, he could see that these were very precious. In retrospect, the only simple thing on the Duke's mansion is probably the two armors and those weapons.

I really can't imagine what the Duke of the Empire will be like. I can't tell from the appearance of Grace, because Grace is too much like her mother.

Thinking of Grace, Maglin looked up at the window. The window had been closed for a long time, and there was no one.

He lowered his head and sat back. On the tray in front of him was a piece of food from the servant, some appetizing dishes and a bowl of very fragrant soup.

On the Duke's mansion, most of the afternoon was quiet, and the soldiers in the barracks behind have also been fucked. After all, this is the imperial capital of Chengping for hundreds of years. The state of the Rose Empire is still at its best, so the peace scene is a little stronger.

Maglin's repeated calls to Eurofield never got a response, and he had to give up.

He casually turned over his package and found that the second-level magic book given to him by Grace was still there. The boring Maglin sat in front of the window, picked up the book, and began to read this shallow knowledge for him now.

The young man without Oro's reminder did not know that since he entered the room, several pairs of eyes were staring at him.

At this moment, Harlem was standing in front of the Duchess. At this time, Harlem was no longer cynical when teasing Mai Green. He stood there calmly and told the Duchess his impression of Mai Green.

The softness on the Duchess's face has long disappeared. She sat there. After listening to Harlem's story, she raised her head and asked, "So do you think this young man can make it?"

"No matter how good a talent is, if it can't be used by the Duke, what's the difference between being created or not? Madam, the most important thing is to cultivate his loyalty to the Duke's Mansion. As for whether it can be made or not? Of course, a young second-level magician can be made.

"Ye-huh. What do you think of him to Keres?

Referring to Keres, Harlem finally smiled a little. He said with a smile, "Madam, I think this little guy is a puzzled guy. He seems to be very worried about these rumors.

"Is that so? He is not satisfied with my beautiful daughter as the heroine?" The Duchess also smiled.

"I don't think he is dissatisfied, but he doesn't understand it at all."

"It's good if you don't understand. Only people with simple thoughts can I rest assured that Grace will be with him. In addition, Harlem, he talked to me, and he really wants to learn martial arts. Will this be the beginning of another legend of magic and martial arts? Now, the old men of the Holy See will be even more uneasy.