Chapter 189 The Strange Butler
Chapter 189 The Strange Butler
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Another gallery door opened.
Suddenly, a bloody, tall man dressed in a magician's robe rushed out. On his head was a pointed magic hat with a wide brim.
The man screamed as he rushed out.
The Winter Soldier and Scimitar Warrior, who had been waiting for an opportunity to come and say hello to you, rushed over to greet you upon seeing this person.
"The evil wizard Mortis," you whispered. "The one who entered the Pride dungeon alone in the Flax Country."
The Winter Soldier lowered his head and lifted up Mortis's magic robe, then gasped.
A palm-sized piece of flesh had been bitten off from his thigh, blood was gushing out, and the white bones inside were vaguely visible.
"Is there a doctor?!" The Winter Soldier turned his head to look at you.
He remembers that Li Shen next to you is a doctor.
Li Shen and Doctor Strange looked at each other and hurried over together.
Originally planning to exchange intelligence, he had to temporarily change his plan to treat Mortis.
You and Loki followed him. Loki folded his arms and leaned against the wall with a nonchalant look on his face, while you squatted next to the Winter Soldier.
Li Shen tore a long strip of cloth from Mortis's robe with his bare hands and tied it tightly around his thigh as a tourniquet.
Doctor Strange leaned over to check Mortis's injuries. "Without medicine and treatment tools, such a large wound would be difficult to treat."
"Is there a medical room in the castle?" The Winter Soldier asked a maid who followed them.
The maid nodded. "But my two distinguished guests, if you go to the infirmary now, you will be late for the banquet. Mr. Reginald will definitely be angry."
"Save him." The Winter Soldier turned to look at you again. After all, he was not familiar with Doctor Strange.
I can't say I'm that familiar with you, but after all, you once had the idea of forming an alliance with the Warring States, so the Winter Soldier feels that I can still communicate with you.
"What do you mean?" You turned to look at the manservant who had followed you. "Is it okay for my butler to arrive at the banquet later?"
The butler thought for a moment and said, "Ms. Longgerge, please ask your butler not to act on his own. Mr. Reginald will not forgive you."
When we first entered the dungeon, no one knew the rules here.
You really can't ignore the servant's advice and leave Li Shen alone in the treatment room.
Besides, is this Mortis now an ally of the Winter Soldier, or a demon in disguise?
You don't know much about the movie "The Red-Haired Girl in the Mirror", and you don't know what classic lines Mortis has. You can't verify his identity, and you can't let Li Shen take this risk.
"Sorry." You patted Winter Soldier's shoulder and pulled Li Shen to his feet.
Doctor Strange was completely following your lead. He checked Mortis's tourniquet again, confirming that Li Shen had tied it professionally, and then stood up with you. "Excuse me."
The Winter Soldier was quite reasonable. After nodding to each of you, he put Mortis on his shoulders and said, "Let's go to the banquet first."
An old man with white hair dressed as a butler came to the corridor and invited you to go to the banquet hall.
All contestants from participating countries assume that you should be in the front.
You held Li Shen's arm and followed the old butler, accompanied by a male servant.
There are so many male and female servants, you can't keep calling them "Hey, Hey".
He turned around and asked, "Sir, what's your name?"
The butler nodded respectfully, "Ma'am, you can call me Ethan."
“Ethan, nice to meet you,” you smiled at him.
The servant also raised his head and smiled at you. He looked ordinary, but he was quite pleasing to the eye.
As he continued to follow you, he whispered, "The injured guest walked out of Gallery 10. In my experience, few people can leave Gallery 10 alive."
Li Shen's ears started to twitch again, and he lowered his voice as well. "So you suspect that man is a demon in disguise? The real Mortis died in Gallery 10?"
"No, sir, demons don't become anyone." The servant paused. "Demons here only possess whoever they are. Since you are a doctor, you should have noticed that the blood flowing from him is black."
Li Shen thought for a moment, "You should be more than just a servant in Reginald's family, right?"
You suddenly became nervous, not knowing how Li Shen made his judgment.
But after he said that, you also felt that Ethan seemed to be a little too friendly to you.
What he said also went beyond the scope of an ordinary NPC.
"No matter what you guess, please believe that as servants, we don't want to see the distinguished guests under our charge encounter any accidents." After Ethan nodded respectfully again, he frowned and just walked without saying a word.
The old butler in front of you has been watching your nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose all the time. He seems to not care at all about your whispered words, which is in line with the behavior pattern of an ordinary NPC.
On this stormy night, your group of 18, dressed in gorgeous costumes, walked through the stone archway in front of the castle corridor and entered the banquet hall.
Beneath the soaring ceilings, wooden beams crisscross to support this magnificent building.
The air was filled with the enticing aroma of grilled meats and spices, with a hint of wine.
In the banquet hall, the light of the torches danced, as if swaying with the movement of the guests.
The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, bringing warmth to this slightly chilly night.
A long table covered with a white tablecloth is where you are about to enjoy your meal.
On the table, silver cutlery gleamed on the soft white tablecloth.
The high-back chairs neatly arranged beside the table look very comfortable.
When you saw the young host sitting in the main seat, you were stunned. He was only in his twenties. He should not be Lao Lei, but Xiao Lei.
Xiao Lei was wearing a dark purple velvet robe embroidered with a golden family emblem, and a crown on his head decorated with pearls and rubies and sapphires, which was not in line with his status. The expression on his face was rebellious and crazy.
But aristocrats are aristocrats. If you approach them with a smile, they will stand up and raise their hands as a gesture.
Musicians played their instruments in a corner; the melody of the lute and the chords of the harp were interwoven together, so elegant.
A question suddenly occurred to you, "Does he have a title?"
"Count." The butler answered softly, then retreated to a corner of the banquet hall and went to prepare the dining cart with the other servants.
"My Lord Earl!" You raised your voice and walked towards him quickly with a smile.
You don't know how to perform the Western ladylike etiquette, so you simply bow to Xiao Lei according to the etiquette that suits your outfit. "I've heard a lot about you. It's really an honor for me, Princess Long, to meet you today! Hahahaha!"
Reginald has stretched out his right hand. Look at your posture. Why don't you want to kiss your hand?
That expression suddenly turned extremely cold.
It’s over, this guy is going to lose his temper!
You quickly extended your right hand to Xiao Lei's, praising him openly, "Oh, Lord Earl, your castle is even more magnificent than the legends say, and your hospitality and generosity are unmatched!"
Reginald seemed a little happier.
Li Shen followed closely behind you. He had never smiled so flatteringly before. He cupped his fists to Reginald and even bowed slightly. "Greetings, Lord Earl. My master, Lady Long Gege, has been praising your manor and castle all the way. It is truly the most beautiful place we have ever seen. It is enough to show your noble status. The wealth and power you possess are unmatched."
The two of you are both unmatched, and Xiao Lei's face is glowing red from the blows you gave him.
The way he bent down to kiss the back of your hand became gentlemanly and gentle.
After the kiss, he chuckled, "Welcome, Long Gege. My reputation as Reginald is undeniably well-known. It's my honor to invite you two here, and of course, it's your honor!"
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