Rhode Island Park Project

It's a really headache-inducing task.

She swallowed the food in her mouth and spoke in a clear voice:

"If that's your request, I will of course comply unconditionally... but I personally don't recommend you do anything like that again."

"Ha ha--"

The refreshing laughter drifted in the gradually brightening morning, and she calmly continued to finish the breakfast in front of her.

This was the first secret Luo Hang handed over to her.

There may be more to come.

……

Earl's Palace.

After Luo Hang left, Gertrude lay alone in the warm quilt, falling into the familiar daze and tossing and turning again.

The battle last night was fierce, and Luo Hang got up early this morning, so neither of them slept for long.

Not to mention Luo Hang who left, but she was lying on a comfortable bed, gathering all the conditions for a good sleep. She should have continued to take a nap even though she was still tired, but she did not have the wonderful ability to fall asleep whenever she wanted.

I could still feel some uncomfortable traces under the quilt. The strange orchid-like musk smell in the bedroom, which had been stuffy all night, also penetrated into my nostrils with every breath. Perhaps this was also a subtle factor that prevented me from falling asleep.

After staring at the familiar bedroom for a while, Gertrude, lying in the quilt, finally got up.

The soft velvet quilt slipped off the Earl's luxurious body. She frowned slightly and moved her body to sit on the edge of the bed. Her white toes landed on the carpet, and she tried to get up tentatively.

Then the majestic and noble Earl had to realize a problem -

Didn’t that man intend to let me walk today? ! !

It hurts!

My body is falling apart!!

……

"Ah!"

Luo Hang, who was in the breakfast shop, suddenly sneezed, then touched his chin with a puzzled look, "Is someone talking about me?"

Chapter 85: The Earl's Good Friday

After struggling alone in the bedroom for a long time, the Earl finally managed to stand up on the bed with trembling legs.

Using drugs for the first time was not something I would recommend. The man had no regard for her body.

"His-"

Gertrude took difficult steps and couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, there was an en suite bathroom in the bedroom, otherwise she didn't know if she could hold on until she could take a shower.

Luo Hang was in a hurry and had to leave as soon as possible, but she didn't want to see anyone with the smell and traces on her body.

"This man really makes things more difficult for others."

Gertrude murmured to herself as she trudged into the bathroom.

The grand finale of her revenge is about to come, and she has no free time to rest in peace.

Dragging a body that has difficulty walking, I'm afraid I'm going to have a hard time today.

——And the first problem has already arrived.

Looking at the spacious and luxurious bathtub in front of him, the Earl had to frown, hold on to the wall with one hand and his white thigh with the other hand before he was able to lift his legs, slowly stepped into the bathtub and lay down.

Not until the warm water flowed quietly over her body did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This is really...

She really didn't want to think about what she had experienced the whole day.

……

I didn't stay in the bathroom for too long. After only twenty minutes, the bathroom door was opened again.

The Earl, with his luxurious body shimmering in aqua and steam rising from his hair, walked out of the bathroom and stepped barefoot across the soft carpet.

I gathered the scattered clothes on the floor and took out new clothes from the closet. My limp body had gradually regained its strength, but every time I took a step, the piercing pain was always with me.

"..."

Sitting at the dressing table and taking care of her appearance, Gertrude also looked at herself in the mirror.

She didn't know whether the woman over thirty in the mirror exuded a different charm, but she probably didn't need to consider pretending anymore.

If she goes out like this, everyone who sees her today will probably know that the Earl is unable to move around easily.

"..."

Taking a final look at the wide bed, she hesitated for a moment before lifting the quilt and picking up the sheets that were left with bad marks.

According to the man who left early, this was a collectible that he would come back to collect later... It was really not interesting enough to praise.

Throwing the folded sheets into the closet, Gertrude, who appeared to have regained her usual dignity and nobility, took a deep breath and finally walked towards the door with one step each light and shallow.

…It’s time to go meet someone.

……

"My Lord Count."

The first person to appear was the mansion's reliable housekeeper.

Seeing the limping Earl, the elderly woman couldn't help but sigh softly, even though she had expected this when she greeted Luo Hang last night.

"Do you need me to help you?"

"no need."

Gertrude still looked up and looked at her own path. "There are still many things to do today. You can't always support me."

"That's what I said, oh well."

The housekeeper looked worriedly at the Earl as he walked past her. Even though his steps were unsteady, the majestic and noble aura could never be lost from the Countess.

Arriving at the hall on the first floor, the housekeeper was sent to prepare breakfast, while Gertrude sat quietly alone in the middle of the sofa, waiting for the person who was supposed to show up.

"I hope you can bring me some of the rewards I want."

As expected, the masked nobleman appeared in front of her almost impatiently, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

It seems this guy was busy all night long. Everyone was preparing for their own performances and sets.

"Victoria."

Gertrude answered calmly.

She sat in the middle of the luxurious sofa in the Earl's mansion, her posture was impeccable, that of an aristocrat, and she calmly gazed at the remnants of the Witch King in front of her.

This is the shadow that has shrouded her for many years, and now the shadow has taken shape.

"The man only said that the item was stored somewhere in the Grand Duchy of Victoria's Swire territory. When we asked him further, he became wary."

She followed Luo Hang's instructions and added some of her own ideas as she replied to the remnants of the Witch King in front of her.

"Hehe, hehe, it really is that person."

The other party's reaction was a bit strange.

He didn't seem disappointed at the news at all, instead he laughed.

Under the mask that covers the entire face, only the muscles near the ears are visible, wrinkled and folded, which makes people seem to associate it with the twisted smile under the mask.

"That's the only person who can't be easily controlled by the Dream Strings!"

Gertrude suddenly realized the meaning of the other person's smile.

From the beginning, this person had never really expected her to get accurate information from Luo Hang. The function of the potion was essentially the same as her test of Rhodes Island, which was to confirm the reliability of Luo Hang's identity.

Just as she never told Rahman the full picture of the vanguard captain's mission, the other party never told her the truth about this chess piece.

Her heart beat uncontrollably, and then she felt a surge of palpitations.

Fortunately, Luo Hang seemed to have known about this potion called "Dream String" very well from the beginning, and he had arranged the right answer and reaction almost as if nothing had happened. Otherwise, if he had really come up with a definite answer, she would probably not be able to sit here so peacefully now.

"Strolo, that plan you arranged earlier, please move it forward now and schedule it for tomorrow."

The man in front of her suddenly stopped smiling and stared at her coldly.

"You mean the concert that evokes the echoes of the earthly world?"

Gertrude frowned.

That was her original plan, and she didn't mind using it to connect to the current situation, but the problem was,

"That concert was originally scheduled for at least a month from now. I'm afraid Czerny wouldn't agree to it being hastily moved up to tomorrow."

"That's something you need to deal with."

The other party rudely interrupted her, staring at her with eyes that became increasingly redder, "Don't worry about the content of the concert, all you need to do is make sure that person is there!

Just use what you do best, use your body to play with him to his heart's content! Then use the Sunset Hall to amplify the melody I gave you!"

Gertrude's expression also turned cold, even though she had never thought about what expression to give to the guy in front of her.

It was her first time last night, and her blood was still on the sheets in the closet. What did she mean by what she was best at?

As the faith she pursued grew closer, this man became increasingly insane, and he hurled vulgar and abusive language at her without restraint.

"I will try my best."

She replied coldly.

She already understood what these guys wanted to do. Luo Hang had indeed mentioned before that an ordinary record player would not be able to make much of a difference with this potion.

But compared to these, she now had another malicious thought in her mind——

Could it be that the man opposite me has both physical and mental problems?

She had been terrorized by the shadow of the Witch King's minions for so many years, and these people had no interest in her body. But now, when she wanted other men to have sex with her, she was as excited as if she were on drugs.

laugh.

Chapter 86: Protagonist & Stage

"What I need is not your best efforts, but your determination. I believe that you should understand this after dedicating yourself to my king for so long."

The man stared at Gertrude rudely.

"My king's most loyal subjects, spread across most of Leithania, are gathering in this city. Guess how many of them have arrived already, and how many are watching you and everything around you?

You need to understand your situation, Strollo.

—You have no choice.”

"..."

Gertrude was silent.

"Of course I understand."

She has been around these guys for so long, how could she not know their style.

She never forgot how her father died.

"But, with such a large-scale operation, don't we need to consider the Queen's Voice?"

Gertrude brought up the issue on her own initiative.

"Humph, of course they will notice."

The other party's reaction was very calm.

"Those usurper's hyenas have always had sharp ears and eyes. But as long as we seize the initiative, even if it means paying a price, as long as we can reclaim our king's horn, it will be worth it.