Looking at the beautiful and exquisite leather armor in his hand, Many felt warm in his heart.
Looking up, Sylvia was looking at him with some embarrassment, as if waiting for his evaluation. Her long ears were trembling slightly, and her eyes were evasive.
Pulling his gaze back, Many took a closer look at the leather armor in his hand — the black scorpion-tailed leopard fur had been ripened and tanned to form a total of twelve pieces of stacked leather armor. Some metal parts were added to the shoulders to strengthen the protection. The structure of the entire leather armor was different from any that Many had ever worn or seen before — a beautiful magic pattern was engraved on it, making it look indescribably precious.
It could be seen that this was the work of Mrs. Vasaki, but it was specially made with the fur of the scorpion-tailed leopard that Sylvia wanted to go to before.
"Silly Nana," Many put down the leather armor and gently hugged the bewildered Sylvia, and said, "Thank you."
Sylvia's arms were teased by the familiar scent for a while, and she was stunned for a while before she carefully hugged Many's waist, too shy to speak.
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"Sir Count, rest early. We're leaving tomorrow."
The old butler served Victoria a cup of hot milk, carefully carried it on a tray, and placed it on the huge desk in front of Count.
Victoria was not busy dealing with the piles of documents on the desk as usual. Instead, she rested her chin on one hand and was lost in thought.
Her face was round, and there was a different kind of charm in it when accompanied by her full figure. She squeezed her face slightly with her palms, and it looked like she was pouting, which inadvertently revealed a completely different temperament from the usual senior politician and aristocrat of the Empire — like a girl who had not yet grown up, looking forward to her future life.
But Victoria had not thought about marriage since her father's death. Since she inherited the title of Count and single-handedly governed Sibor, this high-ranking minister of the Empire had not been brought up by the aristocrats.
The reason?
Victoria believed that her noble status was one of the reasons, but it wasn't the main reason. As for the real reason, Victoria had guessed it, but she didn't dare to confirm it.
The reason why she was in a daze at the moment was because of the "high-paying mission" that Many mentioned. Victoria actually had some regrets in her heart. After returning to Count's mansion, she carefully recalled all the conversations she had with Many in the hotel. However, she helplessly found that although she tried hard to restrain her invisible strength, it seemed that in the end, it was revealed because she could not hold back a lot of the indifference.
He must still be disgusted by it …
It wasn't that Victoria had any ulterior motives, but from her point of view, no matter what, she shouldn't offend this mercenary with the 'Guardian Medal'. Although it was an honorary title, Victoria deeply understood that a person who was recognized by the elves would never be an ordinary person in the future.
What to do?
If she really did as he said and set up a high-paying and simple mission for him to receive a sum of gold coins, then she would definitely be completely … abandoned by him.
Victoria, who attached great importance to networking, would never allow herself to give up this relationship that might mean infinite possibilities.
"In that case, that's the only way."
The female Count made up her mind. She pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled on it. After a while, she handed it to the old butler.
"Postpone the departure time tomorrow and wait for his reply."
Victoria ordered.
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Many touched their chins and looked at Sylvia, who was wearing a Saint-Renaissance-style dress. The latter gently turned around, and the long skirt was like a blooming flower, which made the silver-haired Sylvia full of exotic charm.
"So beautiful!" Many were not stingy with their praise.
Perhaps because she was in a very good mood, Nana, who had always been timid, took the initiative to change into a new dress for Many to see. Many naturally did not refuse.
Sylvia gently tugged at the skirt, took a few light steps and swayed her charming little waist to come in front of Many. Listening to his praise, she was suddenly overjoyed, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Well, stay in the hotel. I'm going out to do something."
Many saw that there was no one around, and gently hugged Sylvia. She blushed, but it was not good for her to refuse. Sylvia heard Many's words and nodded obediently, and said, "Well, okay, be careful."
"Brother Many …" A crisp voice sounded behind Many.
Looking back, Many saw the little girl, Salia, wearing the same style of dress as Sylvia, standing not far behind them.
The blue-haired Salia was wearing the same dress, but there was a clear difference in temperament from Sylvia. If Sylvia was the kind of exotic charm, then Salia was the pure and lovely little girl next door.
In particular, she purposely tied her hair into two small braids that draped over her shoulders, making her look like a cute doll.
Being caught "in the act" by Salia, Sylvia blushed, but Many looked in surprise at the "exquisite" little girl in front of him and said with a smile, "Salia looks very beautiful too!
If you two dress like this, you look like sisters walking on the street! "
The little girl smiled sweetly after hearing it, and then said with some hesitation, "Brother Many are going out again?
Can't you spend more time with us …? "
Many turned to look at Sylvia, and found that Sylvia was also looking at him with a face full of hope.
Many sighed helplessly, but he clearly understood how important what he had to do now was. He reached out to pinch Salia's little face, and at the same time, held Sylvia's slender little hand, and said, "After a few days, when I finish what I have to do, I will accompany you two, okay?"
Bordeaux was dead, but Joy and Birkins were still threats, and Many could not allow any threats to exist.
"En." Although they didn't agree, the two girls nodded obediently.
Many did not say anything else, and turned to walk out of the hotel.
Originally, he wanted to go back to the hotel to discuss how to earn money, but he did not expect that Victoria would coincidentally solve his urgent problem — no matter how many benefits she could give him, at least he could survive for a while.
After confirming that his equipment was ready, Many strode towards the City Defense Division in Sibor Castle.