Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 581 Almes, or Hermes?
Lori Montes, who has always been too lazy to meddle in other people's business, is willing to disguise himself as a silly little wizard with a look on his face that says 'Why are you looking at me? If you look at me again, I'm going to fight back'. This is probably related to the change in Baron Watson.

Almes thought that if he went back to check the time when the Toronto wizard first appeared on the iceberg, he might be able to find some traces.

However, he is now certain that half of the social season attribute banquets were entrusted by Prince Leon to Madam Yagris of Qingfeng Territory.

Only in this way, Baron Lowry, who had little interest in knowing outsiders, would have the opportunity to get in touch with Baron Watson... After the baron behaved strangely, Almes looked up some information and knew that he would always responsibly escort his wife and children to participate in the banquets in Qingfeng Territory and then turn around to come to Hamilton.

When shipping had not yet become popular among the common people, there were always ships traveling back and forth between the two territories.

After all, it was difficult for the original Hamilton to feed the people of the entire territory by his own ability, and it was not easy for him to go to the young Earl of Montes... Although the other party voluntarily gave up the identity of the Lord of the North, the Montes's branches and the large and small families following the Montes family were really unwilling to do so. Therefore, even if buying food there would not be any manipulation, it would still be attacked by some public opinion.

Except for the rations sent from the capital, almost all of their daily necessities were purchased from Qingfeng Territory.

Although Qingfengling does not make a living by doing business, its business reputation is very guaranteed.

Even Almes in the capital knew this.
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"You guys take Pearl back!" Almes thought about it and still felt that the road ahead was not safe. "I'll take Casimir in."

"Brother!" Pearl stood up in surprise, "It's okay for me to go back. I also know that even if the Lord of Storms is willing, not everyone dares to rebel in his church.

But, I can't take your guard with me!
I’m a flying knight, I fly straight home when I go out…”

Almes put up his hand to stop her protest: "The question is not whether you need protection.

But what happens next is not suitable for all of you to participate.

Besides, you don’t have to worry about my safety…”

He turned his head to look at the Toronto wizard who was leaning against the side cabinet watching the fun, then turned back and said seriously: "As long as I don't take the initiative to cause trouble, that person should protect me a little.

This is better than any guard."

Pearl clenched her fists and was about to say something when she looked at the great wizard, but Almes pressed his fingers on her shoulders and pinched her awake.

Since the 'Toronto' wizard was willing to wait for Casimir, who was blocking the corridor leading to the back hall, to put on his armor, it meant that the other party was indeed friendly enough.

She has already gained enough benefits, so she must not ask for more.

Doing so will only cause the other party to be disgusted.

She…luckily Almes was here, otherwise, she would really be in trouble.

Pearl suddenly understood why her parents always asked her to exercise but were never brave enough to let her take risks alone... The selfishness and domineering nature of her character could easily offend people.

But her parents couldn't bear to let her go, so they asked her to stop being so willful.

It’s not a sin to be unable to stand on your own.

As long as she is willing to accept this reality and doesn't have to prove her ability, her personality is not a big problem.

Pearl took a step back slightly: “Then I will leave first.

Uncle Riley, come with me!"

The middle-aged knight was not going to agree: "Since there is danger, how can we just leave like this?

Even if it means dying in vain, it is our duty.”

"But, Uncle Riley," Pearl asked, eyes wide, "isn't it important to escort me home?

I will be sad!"

Knight Riley knew, of course, that Miss Pearl was just looking for an excuse to get them to leave, but he was always tongue-tied and couldn't find the words to respond for a moment, so he could only keep saying "Ah, no, but".

"Knight Riley." Almes solemnly handed over a sealed small box, "Please take this to my father.

This is very important.

You don't have to look at Pearl, she has something she wants to take back with her.

And you, Pearl.

Ride, don’t fly.”

Pearl looked up at the ceiling suddenly...she almost forgot that there was a circle of fire in the air!
"Got it!" She laughed and turned to look at Toronto. "I hope the weather will be good next time we meet, Master Toronto."

Of course, she is willing to be a treasure in the hands of her parents and brother forever.

Toronto looked at her with a gentle expression: “Okay, Miss Pearl.

See you next time. "

Lori actually likes Pearl's personality.

This has nothing to do with gender.

Instead, a child from a happy family, who knows that she is loved and enjoys this kind of love, will also give out her love carelessly and heartlessly.

Of course, they took it back very quickly...People who are not short of love are not actually that obsessed.

Those who are extreme are those who have never felt love.

He has a broad mind, so when he sees this kind of child who is full of happiness and love, he has a feeling that the world is actually quite beautiful.

He glanced at Casimir, who was already wearing his armor.

This guy seemed quite happy. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Almes sending the others away and only taking him to risk his life. He didn't pay attention to Pearl who had already turned and left. He just stared at the corridor, ready to open the way at any time.

Pearl left quickly and Almes returned soon after.

He glanced at Toronto and nodded in a gesture.

After making sure the other party had no objection, Almes quickly gave the order: "Let's go! Casimir."

The tall and burly knight swung forward with a half-moon slash.

Toronto blinked...the power and distance of this Half Moon Slash were a bit too high.

Casimir's arm span is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his strength is also extraordinary. It is normal that his Half Moon Slash is more powerful than that of knights of the same level.

After all, the name of this skill only sounds magical, but in essence it is an aura inspired by brute force.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't feel the problem.

However, Toronto, who had been in constant contact with creatures of extraordinary natural strength, could see the difference in Casimir's tactics.

He is very familiar with how far a shot can be made with a certain amount of force.

Casimir's posture seemed a little different.

Toronto recalled it carefully and still felt that something was wrong.

It's not very obvious, maybe just that the elbow raised backwards has a deviation of two or three degrees, and the distance between the feet is a few centimeters... there is a subtle difference in the inclination of the whole person.

But as a basic skill of a knight, after tens of thousands of years of refinement, the various key points of the Half Moon Slash are almost fixed on every knight.

Having once thought that he would be a good knight, he naturally honed this skill.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is really familiar with this posture.

Anyone who studies oil painting, as long as he works hard enough, will inevitably come into contact with Western anatomy.

Especially the Greek and Italian classical aesthetic styles.

What golden ratio, what standard three postures... The most vivid example of this aesthetic concept is the statue of David.

Also, the one throwing the discus... huh?

A certain sense of familiarity made Lowry completely give up his role-playing game.

I guess the reason why Casimir was able to grow up so well is not only because of his single-minded nature... but also because the one he followed was a special god.

Almes... If it were a mortal, then of course he could have chosen any name.

But if it meant some kind of law, even if it was not from this world, then he couldn't use any name... The first name Lowry thought of was naturally Hermes.

He followed the two of them calmly, his mind quickly recalling the Greek pantheon in the multiverse... Well, Almes was too normal, he should be Hermes himself.

Of course, it could also be Apollo.

After all, they have a really good relationship, and their mothers are both Titan goddesses, so they can be said to sympathize with each other and share the same suffering.

Of course, Hermes should be more pitiful.

After all, Apollo at least has a good sister who can support each other.

Lori glanced at Almes in front of him... No wonder this guy is so fond of Pearl... Wait!
Although Hermes' character is acceptable, he is really not the kind of person who would give his emotions in vain.

Forget about his parents, anyone is better than his own couple.

But my sister... I have taken care of her for decades and now I am just going to let her die?
Hermes would never do such a losing business.

But he couldn't guess Pearl's identity.

Pearl, it's really a common word for Greek goddesses.

However, Pearl's simple temperament that radiates from the inside out is still quite rare.

Few Greek goddesses lived comfortably... Our brothers' biological mothers did not volunteer to have children with Zeus.

Who is sick? A lecherous old man who can even be a donkey.

Although gods are born as another kind of existence and blood relationship issues can be ignored, everyone has called God the Father for thousands of years before they grew up!

I really couldn't bear it, so I just thought of it as being bitten by a donkey, but the old man was followed by a crazy woman who I couldn't beat.

In this kind of living environment, how many girls can laugh?
So, is she one of the three goddesses of fate, or the younger sister of Hermes' mother Maia, who is also a goddess of the mountains and forests?

It can't be the Queen of the Underworld, right?
Although in Greek mythology, she was quite pitiful because she was forced to marry Hades.

But from the miscellaneous bits and pieces in other people's stories, I could still feel that she lived a very comfortable life.

The only complaint was that there were no flowers in the underworld. Finally, with the efforts of Pluto and, um, Hermes, the underworld was filled with Lycoris radiata, and I could go out and stroll around the earth in the spring.

If her biological father Zeus still refuses to give up and insists on having an affair, she can directly call on her husband to come up and beat up her brother.

(End of this chapter)