Fashen live room

Chapter 309 Adolf

After making the list, Norman asked Ji Ruoxi to go to Shivar to discuss the next matters, while he himself came to Chen Qinghe's room.

After a period of time in exile, Pierno, the great painter, had a slightly thinner face, but after recuperating in the castellan's mansion for a while, his face became rosy and plump again, which is enough to prove that Shivar The son of the city lord was really kind to them.

After Norman came in, he just nodded to Norman, and then went forward to close the door and window, then his complexion changed, and he respectfully called "Master Norman".

After practicing day and night during these days, almost all of them have become professional actors.

Norman nodded to Pirno's greeting, then walked over to the bedside, and looked at Chen Qinghe who was lying on the bed, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Judging from the appearance alone, the one lying in front of him is undoubtedly the most professional.

I saw that Chen Qinghe in front of him looked like an old man who had been dressed up by his disguise technique, but he couldn't make out the weak and haggard look on it, and he couldn't make up the completely lost luster of the skin. It's Chen Qinghe's current real skin condition.

He just lay there quietly, motionless, if it wasn't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, and the small and regular expansion of the nose, it would be doubtful whether he was dead.

"Is he up and running today?"

Norman asked Pirno behind him softly.

The voice of Pirno's answer came from behind him: "I only opened my eyes during the meal, and I have been sleeping all the time."

been sleeping...

This situation is getting worse.

When he first entered the City Lord's Mansion, although Chen Qinghe was weak, he was still able to attend the dinner held by Shivar with them, but as time passed, Chen Qinghe was unable to even attend such a dinner. There are fewer and fewer, and there is less and less sense of existence. Now it is even worse. It turns out that I haven't even got out of bed all day.

Norman stood in front of the bed, looking at Chen Qinghe's quiet face, as if he could feel Chen Qinghe's vitality draining away in front of him little by little.

The scene in front of him reminded him of when he first met Chen Qinghe, one person and one rider came from afar, blocking the entire envoys, making them all tremble with fear as if they were facing an enemy, but he was full of classical Chinese. Complacent and unrestrained.

From the body in front of him now, where can he still see the slightest shadow of that peerless demeanor back then?
In contrast, it is even more bleak.

And it can also be seen that the magical premonition of the Dragon Clan's own death is indeed very strange: Chen Qinghe is now described as emaciated, and if this situation continues to deteriorate and no measures are taken, he should die in a few days at most. Completely dead, it's no wonder that Ji Ruoxi looks particularly anxious today.

There is not much time left, and the refining of the antidote can no longer be delayed, it must start tonight.

Norman thought so.

……

Norman and the others are in a hurry, but Shivar is even more anxious than them.

Master Hugo replied on the same day that his ultra-fast speed made Shivar overjoyed. He deeply felt that his virtuous and virtuous corporals had not been in vain these days, and the effect was still very significant. Xi went to the residence specially arranged by him for making weapons, and Ji Ruoxi also found a reason for Norman to go there together.

That place is in the south of Douala, not in the gathering area of ​​ordinary residents, but a small blacksmith's shop facing the street—because of the particularity of weapon making, a special large furnace is often required, so making weapons in the city lord's mansion is a must. If it is not very realistic, Shivar will specifically declare that he will arrange for them to go out of the city lord's mansion to forge weapons.

In the same way, such a residence is not suitable to be placed in an ordinary residential area. Even if it is reluctantly placed in it, a large external stove is too obtrusive and unusual, so an inconspicuous small shop facing the street is probably the most reasonable.

After entering the closed small blacksmith shop, the servant who brought them showed them around, and Norman firmly believed that Shivar had already prepared for this matter: Although this small blacksmith shop is small It's not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. On the upper and lower floors, there are places for building, accommodation and even cooking. There are all kinds of furniture and kitchen facilities inside. Not so well prepared.

The first floor of the house is mainly built around the fireside. At this moment, many materials have been piled up in different categories. After a cursory look, Norman can see a lot of familiar materials, all of which he specially listed today. The ones on the list should have been arranged by Shivar to be released immediately between getting the list and sending someone to bring them over.However, the time was in a hurry and the materials were not complete.

The servant who brought them here also made it clear.

"Master Shivar said that you should use the things here first, and the follow-up materials will be in place in these two days."

To be honest, Norman was quite surprised by Shivar's long-term vision in this room, and it also slightly changed his stereotype of the second son of Lord Aubrey.

Norman has changed his opinion of Shivar here, but in the private room of Shivar in the castellan's mansion, the second son of the castellan of Aubrey has his head drooping, like a dejected and defeated fighting cock.

And in front of him, the famous person who has been popular in the city lord's mansion recently, Mr. Adolf, Miss Shani's dance teacher, is standing in front of him without saying a word, with his side facing him, his hands behind his back, and his body upright. Straight, motionless.

There was no expression on Adolf's face, like the calmest lake, his eyes didn't blink, and occasionally a touch of color passed by.

Apart from these two people, there was no third person in the room. Neither of them made a sound, and the room was completely silent.

I don't know how long it took before someone finally spoke.

"Mr. Shivar, it is really wrong for you to do this."

Adolf finally spoke. His voice was generally peaceful, but with a little reproach, it made Shivar, who was standing by the side, lower his head, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"At this moment, we need to be more vigilant, and we can't make any mistakes. Your unauthorized behavior may cause regrettable results."

Shivar lowered his head, and after a long time, his dull voice came: "They...they shouldn't have any problems, I have investigated specifically, and they are indeed from Jebel Dana, and Byron It doesn't matter, the meeting between us back then was completely a coincidence..."

Adolf politely and quietly listened to Shivar's narration, and then said in a gentle and authentic tone: "Maybe they have nothing to do with Byron, but have you ever thought about whether they are related to your father, Mr. Aubrey? Or the gentleman far away in San Vita, because of your sister, he is your father's loyal ally, these are all possible, especially when their identities are somewhat strange. Of course, There is no point in discussing this now, my people have been watching them secretly, and even if they do have problems, my friends will not let them cause trouble."

He looked sideways, and seemed to realize Shivar's depressed and frightened appearance at this time. He smiled brightly and comforted him: "There is nothing to blame, Mr. Shivar. I have also been in contact with them. In fact, you are right." , they really shouldn’t have any problems, they should be just a master craftsman left behind by the people, such people are not uncommon in the kingdom, and I’m doing this just for the sake of caution. And if you do it, the result will probably be that we get Some sharp weapons will really help us in our next plan, you have done a good job, but it would be better if you can be more cautious."

After this comforting, Shivar in front of him finally raised his head, but apologized again: "I'm sorry, my lord, after hearing what you said, I realized that my actions may have put you in danger among."

At this moment, Shivar's face is full of self-blame, and the self-confidence and self-satisfaction of the past are gone.

Adolf shook his head, "It's nothing, even in the worst case, it's just a little trouble."

Shivar asked again: "Then shall we continue over there?"

Adolf said naturally: "Of course, as I said just now, the result is very likely to be good. Besides, I have seen the weapon that your brother treasured. It is indeed a rare magic weapon. I They were all moved."

Adolf mentioned Byron, which made Shivar suddenly think of something: "By the way, Byron regards you as an idol, and imitates you everywhere."

Adolf nodded, "I can see it, but for him, this may be destined to be a kind of sadness..."

He said, turned his head back again, looked forward, his eyes gradually settled down again.

(End of this chapter)