Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 470
Intellectually, Nirola is undoubtedly just a child.After thinking about it in every possible way, Cyril felt that he should fulfill his duty as a lord and accompany the child's growth.

"Nirola, do you want to go out for a walk?"

So Nerola, who was no longer young by the window sill, turned her head with a blank face.When the sun fell on her plain skin, there was an unexpected scorching light.

"Go for a walk in the city, you've never been there, have you?"

Nirola hesitated for a moment, shook her head, but nodded again.

Then she jumped off the window sill with bare feet, stepped on the soft carpet, her movements seemed to be wobbly, and walked all the way to Cyril's side, and then extended a hand to him.

Cyril looked at the slender fingers, looked up at Nirola, and the latter passed his hand in front of him twice.

Understood, this is for me to hold.

He understood Nirola's meaning, and thought to himself, "It's always tiring to bring a baby, and you have to hug Caroline from time to time when you go out", so he stretched out his hand to hold the girl who was younger than him. A circle, cold hands.

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One very interesting point about Siliki is that the residents of Siliki pay great attention to the family affairs of the lord.Even because of this, in the new Siliki system of the three cities, the status of Siliki greater than Yevwind greater than Suomi is determined by the ability to obtain information about the affairs around Cyril.Suomi City, which is farthest from Cyril, naturally has the lowest status.

Maybe it's because the lord's actions are too amazing, maybe it's because he's too young, or maybe his appearance is too charming—in a word, the residents of Siliki can't wait to see Earl of Siliki, Cyril Adrian I know exactly what I eat every meal and how many hours I sleep every day.

Of course, people who care about the lord's family affairs will also focus on different points because of their respective identities.For example, merchants will pay more attention to what products the lord likes, what he likes to buy and eat; soldiers will pay more attention to the strength of the lord, and expect the lord to go to the barracks to explain swordsmanship.

And some rich and powerful people, who happen to have daughters at home, care about the lord's pillow... Ah no, the people around them.

After all, the lord is young and promising, and he seems to have great ambitions - he has only been in office for four months, and he has united the three cities by means of thunder, opened up farmland, and raised his troops. This is obviously someone who wants to do something big in Amasir .

Maybe in two years, the Duke of Amasir's surname will be changed from O'Connor to Adrian?

Make preparations now, send the family to the Lord's Mansion, and have a chance to become relatives of the future Duke.Otherwise, when the lord becomes prosperous in the future, how can he still look at small wealthy businessmen from small enemies like them?Even if the lord doesn't have such exaggerated desires, he is handsome enough anyway, and has the blood of an elf, no matter how you think about it, he won't lose.

For this reason, they have already thoroughly investigated the people around Cyril. In the circle of these wealthy people, there has long been a conclusion that "although there are many female relatives around the lord, none of them are competitive".

First of all, Miss Caroline, who committed the crime of laziness, looks too young and behaves mischievously all day long. It fell firmly on Caroline's head.How could such a girl become the duke's wife?Obviously not.

Then there is Miss Misha who committed the crime of arrogance. As an elf, she always has a high attitude, lives in seclusion, does not know about Siliki's situation, and is obviously disqualified if she wants to become the duke's official wife.

As for maids and guards, they are even less competitive in their eyes.And the tree demon that the lord brought back from the outside - that thing is the body of a deer, it is so inconvenient to do things, how can this work?Or Miss Xie Er in the army, that is a pure mercenary elder sister's style, not up to the temperament of a lord.

This makes the rich people feel that they have a good chance. Therefore, every time there is a new decree in the office hall, they cooperate especially, hoping to leave a good impression on the lord—we, the rich people in Siliki, are not others. As troublemakers as the rich down below, we stand firmly behind Cyril Adrian's leadership.

And on this day, the lord unexpectedly left the mansion at noon, and there was a girl with long black hair and a long white dress that he had hardly seen before.She has a slender and tall figure, a quiet and elegant temperament, and an outstanding appearance. Just seeing her gives people a desire to care for her.

And more importantly, one of her hands was held by the young and handsome lord, and the two of them walked slowly on the commercial street side by side. Only when Cyril turned around and whispered, would she nod or It's a shake of the head——

How do you look at it, why does it feel that the atmosphere is not right?
The secret meeting has been held urgently, and the follower will pass the Lord Lord's latest progress to the secret meeting in real time.The lord took this unknown lady who looked like a nobleman through the snack bar, past the jewelry store, and bought one, two or three bracelets for her to wear. Talk too much.

The leading rich man, one of the chiefs of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, Rodney Cotton waved his hand vigorously in frustration, and said the last thing he wanted to say at the conference table where they had conspired several times:
"Everyone, maybe our plan has failed before it even started."

At this time, Cyril didn't know what the people in his small town were thinking, and he was concentrating on taking Nirola shopping.If there is anything that can lead people to expand their experience, grow their minds, and open their hearts, Cyril can only think of this for the time being.

The development of a city can be effectively seen from the streets of the city.The surrender of the Dika Mine has made Xinshiliji no shortage of building materials, and the city has been undergoing renovation and expansion recently.

Today's streets are paved with blue-gray stone bricks, removing the overgrown weeds during the period of disordered natural elements, and retaining highly ornamental flowers and trees, which look grand and elegant.There are many kinds of shops on the street——in [Road to Glory], the design of the city has always been one of the designers' complacency, which ensures the diversity of shops, so that players can go shopping just by visiting the city.

This is even more so in reality. Under the promotion of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, many people from other places in Amasir have indeed flowed into Siliki and opened shops with a different style from Siliki.

It's just that Siliki's situation is good, but Nirola's situation is not so good.She was basically walking forward in a daze. When Cyril asked her if she would eat or not, she would not necessarily give a response when she took the snack. She agreed and continued to walk forward quietly with the snack in her mouth.

This situation was so weird that Cyril had to secretly wake up the gray god hanging around his neck——

"Grey God, what's going on with Nirola?"

"Nirola, what Nerola? Oh, you said my original host..." Gray God replied in a strange tone, "What happened to her? Can anything else happen to her?"

"It just doesn't look very smart, does it have anything to do with you." Cyril asked.

"Hey, brat, don't be so bloody, I just stayed in this pendant without doing anything, why do you say I did it?"

"I think so."

"Pfft..." Gray God was extremely speechless, but Cyril's tone was taken for granted, making him unable to refute, and also powerless to refute.

"Okay." He hesitated for a while, and finally said, "I think I should have some ideas."

"She was originally the host body of the new god. If there is no interference from you bastards, then she—no, it should be said 'I' will grow into a real god in this era of civilization, although I don't know how many years it will take , but that's the end result."

Cyril nodded slightly, which he could understand.

Although Gray God adopts the method of heresy to win over the power of belief in order to improve himself, but its own positioning is not a "false god" or a "fallen god" who has fallen into the dark side, but a standard "new god". , if he is really allowed to grow to that level, he is ranked below Nora.

"Now the main godhead, that is, I, is trapped in this small pendant and tied to you, a brat. But her body is still genuine, a body that can carry a soul."

Cyril frowned.

Why can't I understand a string of good words?

"To put it simply, her own soul is too fragile to drive this body that is too high for her, so it doesn't look very smart like you said." Gray God simply said Explained clearly once and for all.

In this way, Cyril also understands that Nirola's body is a 3090ti, but the game used to run it is Heroes of Might and Magic 3, and the graphics card can't even move.

"What about the solution?"

"Method? That's very simple." Gray God's voice became strange again, "For example...let me go back?"

Before he finished speaking, Cyril had already lifted the necklace on his chest, and Gray God screamed in fright: "Don't stop, what I said is indeed the easiest way. To drive the body of the new god, it is naturally the new god's body." Shenhun is the best. If you are not satisfied, we can think of other things."

"for example?"

"For example, training her mental strength to my level... ahhhhh!"

The necklace was still pressed down, and after Gray God howled, he roared with extreme dissatisfaction: "Stinky boy, what I'm telling is the truth, are you still being reasonable?"

What responded to him was Cyril's voice without any emotion: "Please, you don't have any right to speak with me. I remember clearly when you planned to murder my body. If it wasn't that I didn't know how to completely destroy you , I've already killed you."

Gray God shivered in the pendant, and finally let out a helpless sigh: "Anyway, what I said didn't lie to you. Either increase her mental strength enough to control her body, or let me go back, I want to There is no third type."

"By the way, if her spirit has been so weak, then..."

"Sooner or later, she will perish in that body."

Gray God's voice gradually faded in his mind.Cyril came back to his senses, feeling that the hand he was holding was shaking back and forth.He turned his head to look at Nirola, only to find that the latter was staring at a shelf in front of him intently.

In front of her were several silver bracelets of almost the same style. The workmanship was very exquisite, obviously from the hands of a master dwarf craftsman - an excellent blacksmith is often an excellent engraver, this point is found in [Road to Glory ] is universal in the world.

"Want this? Pick it yourself." Cyril watched Nirola bend down to pick it up. This seemed to be the first time she showed her willingness today, but he couldn't be happy at all.

Some beautiful things are destined to die early after all, such as a flash in the pan.According to what Gray God said, Nerola's spirit must be tempered to the extent he said in order to survive.

This sounds like an impossible task.It is too contradictory-to enhance spiritual power is nothing more than meditation or drugs commonly used by mages.

But the drugs that enhance mental power are all priceless treasures. There are very few types and no market. Mental power itself is determined by talent—like Cyril, you give him a bunch of drugs, and he can catch up with Carlo. Lin's freak-like mind control?Obviously not.

And meditation... Meditation can indeed improve one's mental power to a certain extent, but it is more about absorbing elemental magic power through the body and improving the control over elemental magic power.

But Nirola herself can't control this body, so what can she rely on to meditate?Even if it can, how high should it be to be able to control the spiritual power of the new god's body?
Cyril was thinking deeply, and suddenly his little hand shook twice again.He raised his head, but saw Nirola's slender arms were wearing six bracelets side by side.

six?

He couldn't help but take a closer look. The patterns on the bracelet were exquisitely carved. The first one was a cute rabbit, the second was a dog, the third was a branch, and the fourth was a wolf. The fifth is a water drop, and the sixth is a flying bird.

"Why do you buy so many?" Cyril asked softly, so Nerola held his hand instead, tapped his fingers on the bracelet one by one, and said in a soft voice:
"This one belongs to Caroline, this one belongs to Elena, this one belongs to Ms. Misha, this one belongs to Ms. Natasha, and this one belongs to Ms. Mia." She seemed a little scared, her eyes were slightly closed, and her voice was slightly Tremblingly said: "Is it not possible? There are so many..."

From one to five, Cyril understood at once—this is probably the impression the girls had in Nerola's mind. Caroline is a rabbit, and Elena is a loyal dog...

He didn't expect that Nirola would consider other people when she proposed to buy something by herself.

"What about yourself?" Cyril asked, his eyes fell on the last bracelet, on which was a delicate bird flying with its mouth open, as if singing.

Cyril suddenly remembered something—remembered what he said to her by the window in the dark manor in Langjin Town, Derek Province in the north of Solkonan:

"You chose to be in the dark, a caged bird."

"Why don't you fly out with me and be the oriole singing in the forest?"

He squeezed Nirola's hand lightly, and then whispered: "I want to give it to them myself."

Nirola's eyes opened suddenly, and she looked at Cyril's face happily.

Then nodded vigorously.

　I don't know if you like this kind of plot or not.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)