The hotel has orange magic lights, and it seems that some magic circles are used for heating, so that there are some wet marks on the walls near the corner of the hotel.

Louis tightened his tight dress and picked up the spoon and stirred the soup, "Are you serious?"

He suddenly realized that he did not bring any changes to clothes, although extraordinary people also had a more convenient way... but he had to go out again later.

"If your description is not wrong."

This hotel has no advantages and is not cost-effective, but its only advantage is its cleanliness. Many little nobles like to spend some premiums to enjoy such services...even if the food is actually not delicious.

But no matter how affordable it is, they cannot accept the mercenary taverns full of oil stains and the whole house is sticky... Similarly, Louis was unwilling to go there.

Louis took a sip of hot soup silently, feeling the heat rising from his stomach, and asked casually: "Did the military officer come last night or did you run over?"

“…The two people ran away together?”

Christina's voice was a little uncertain.

After tearing off the white bread and soaking it in the soup, Louis asked, "What do you mean? Have you made an appointment?"

"It's like this. In order to isolate the influence of the Blood Moon, the local bishop of the Holy Church used the magic circle of the Holy Church last night, and isolated the entire Robben City from the outside world... Then the weirdness brought by the Blood Moon created some gaps in such a magic circle..."

"And you and the military officer fell in together?"

"No." Christina's tone was very calm, "This kind of scene is very rare. The weirdness formed by the Blood Moon generally does not happen like this. This time I took the initiative to go in..."

Louis paused with the spoon's hand. If Christina had the ability to act independently, the cooperation between the two might soon have problems. He pretended to be careless and asked, "The same is true for that military officer?"

"It's different. Before I met him, he had suffered serious injuries. It was more like he was thrown over by someone or creature. I just collected his body."

Putting a piece of bread into your mouth, Louis asked directly in his mind: "Cristina, after absorbing that military officer, can you act independently?"

"..." The voice in my mind was silent for a while, "Are you worried that I will leave you?"

"A little." Louis admitted his worries frankly, "We all know each other's secrets. If we release them at will, we will be uneasy, right?"

"Let's talk about these things when you are in the fourth level." A funny meaning came clearly from the cold touch in your mind, "When you are in the fourth level, you won't have such concerns."

"So, after the fourth level, will it become your body?"

"It's just that the fourth order can see more... But if you want to become my body, I don't refuse."

"Then it's better to avoid it. Let's talk about it after everything reaches the fourth level." Louis nodded slightly, "Let's talk about the mystery of Blood Moon. Christina, after you come into contact with that weirdness, have you figured out what these Blood Moon weirdness are?"

"...You have never been in contact with the holy ranks, so it's hard for me to explain some things to you." After a pause, Christina said, "If you are not afraid of me cheating you, I will take you in tonight so that I can move in more easily."

"That's it."

Louis focused on dealing with the food in front of him, but unexpectedly noticed the hustle and bustle in the hall stopped.

When I looked up, the door was opened by several young men in black clothes. The rough cold wind penetrated the entire hall, but no one made a dissatisfied sound.

The leading middle-aged man was dressed in black. Unlike those young people, the cuffs on his hands were embroidered with golden patterns.

Louis has seen such patterns, just like the symbol of the Moltke family's carriage, and are a symbol of the Moltke family.

The middle-aged man has a rare majestic and broad face. It is very suitable for such an image to appear on the face of a family head, but it is unexpectedly significantly surpassing for such a manager.

It's also special, very pressured.

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "This is something the eldest lady has prepared for you."

The young man behind him put the box on the table, or, when he smashed it, the table legs made an overwhelming squeak.

This is the power from the Moltkes' house. Louis put down the spoon in his hand and nodded slightly, "Then tell me and Dorothy, my deal with her is completed."

A strange look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He did not expect that such a young noble would be so calm when facing the Moltke family, even with a little...proud. He pointed out the transaction of Dorothy, which was to put him to the same level as Dorothy. In the transaction of the master, his management like this seemed a bit unnecessary.

"You are still young, so you have a lot of thoughts you shouldn't have." The middle-aged man looked serious, "You may not know what the family behind the eldest lady means. For you, the things in this box can make you and your family's strength soar, but for the Moltke family, the flow of these things is not even qualified to report to the head of the family... You can be a lieutenant in just three years, probably you are not a stupid person. I believe you should understand what I mean."

Louis thought for a while and said, "It sounds like... General Moltke seems to have been undermined by you?"

The middle-aged man's face was covered with a layer of frost. He forced his anger that rose in his heart for no reason, making his voice look more solemn. "You shouldn't say such words. The little thing your family has built in Ultrawin Town can be erased at will."

"That's for the Moltkes, not for you." Louis stared at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously. "Of course, if you can really undermine General Moltke, then I'll take back this sentence."

Not to mention that middle-aged men do not have the strength to undermine a saint-level powerhouse, even if they have the ability to undermine a powerful saint, they must not publicly speak in public.

"You are provoking." The middle-aged man said calmly: "You are a smart person, you should know what is the best."

Louis ignored him, picked up the soup on the table, drank it all, wiped it with the prepared napkin, and then stood up in the gloomy sight of the middle-aged man.

"Sir, you have been at Moltke's house for so many years, and you should know what to do to be the best." Louis looked around the people in the hotel and recorded the faces of the people present. "You could have come quietly or find a time when there is no one, but you still chose to come in front of everyone just to satisfy your idea of ​​overwhelming people with power."

After saying this, Louis picked up the box on the table and immediately felt the heavy weight in his hands.

Just as the Moltkes' family suppressed the entire hotel, the power of making no one dared to speak.

"I don't know who is behind you, nor do I have any interest in participating in these trashing things."

"This is my deal with Dorothy, that's all."

After saying that, Louis held the box and walked straight to the stairs.

Looking at the sound of disappearing from the corner of the stairs, the middle-aged man's face was gloomy. He wanted his subordinates to take the young man back and apologize to him, but he knew he could not do so.

Once the Moltkes' transaction is established, no matter the size of the transaction, they are determined to be ineligible to destroy it.

If he really used his power to suppress others at this time, the Moltkes' opponents would be happy to spread the news that they were betrayed and destroyed the transaction contract. At that time, let alone let the young man apologize, he might be forced by his family to admit his mistake to the young man.

I glanced at the table coldly. In addition to the empty soup bowl, the few bread crumbs that fell on the table also looked particularly dazzling.

Knowing that he would just continue to throw it in if he stayed, the middle-aged man left.

"Let's go."

It was not until I walked out of the hotel that my subordinates lowered their voices and asked, "Just let him go?"

"I thought that the man just wanted to make some benefits from the Moltkes' family by taking advantage of his identity as a eldest lady. Now it seems that his greed is far beyond his imagination. This is not to say that the time we came to the door was wrong, it is to say that the benefits were not enough!" The middle-aged man and his subordinates got on the carriage and sneered, "If he was really that naughty, how could he take that box in the end?"

"What should we do?"

The carriage slowly started, and the middle-aged man said coldly: "Report it as it should be true. Since the young lady has chosen such a greedy person, it may not be all bad for us. It is easier for greedy people to control than those who have no desires... Next, I will wait for him to tell our young lady the grievances."

"It just so happens that after too many such things, the eldest lady can avoid some unrealistic thoughts and deal with descendants of the knight class, which really loses the identity of the Moltke family."

While talking, a carriage drove past the window.

The eyes of the middle-aged man showed him that such a carriage with a suitable proportion and a well-structured structure would not be as simple as his surface.

What made him frown even more was that the carriage was parked in the alley next to the hotel.

...

Hotel room.

"You are so tough below that you are so angry that you are planning to pack up your things and run away when you come back?"

"The wealth is not revealed!" Louis opened the box he took from downstairs. Five tubes of red potions were quietly lying in the exquisite constant temperature array. "Who knew there would be such a disaster?"

The Moltke family gave him good things in front of dozens of people. No matter what they thought, his situation was like a child swaying around the market. Whether it was just recording the appearance of everyone in the hotel or packing up things, it was just a helpless move.

Christina commented: "This is [infrared thermal sensing], which can transform the eyes into a mode of detecting heat. The first-order potion in the front is [glimmer vision], which is good."

This potion is very sensitive to temperature changes, and has specific temperature requirements from production to storage. If you are not careful, you will lose the medicinal power. It is much more precious than ordinary second-level potions.

If it can be sold with the front-mounted potion, the price of the third-level potion can be sold.

However, for Louis, the transformation of blood can make him have night vision, so he no longer needs to take pre-heated medicine to avoid functional defects in the transformation.

"Yes, but at the same time, there is a big trouble."

"Then just now, wouldn't you just promised him?"

"It's not that simple." Louis pulled out a suitcase in the room and raced the items and boxes into it. "The manager is his own decision, but no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he will not be punished too much as long as he says he cares about the family, but I can't let him say that he was contacting Dorothy because he was coveting the Moltke family."

If you are not strong enough, you will only be ridiculed if you say such things.

"Then do you want that little girl?"

"Who holds that idea?" After sealing the box, Louis explained in his mind: "According to the process of dealing with the poor boy in the Lideta nobles, he will transfer the poor boy from the position of the noble daughter to contact the noble daughter after threatening, and then let him stay in the countryside for the rest of his life. Don't hold on to this kind of thought. Only when the daughter gets married will he not deliberately target him."

Taking out the Suller pressed the suitcase away, Louis pushed open the window of the room, "But no matter what, he would not treat the reward he deserved for the transaction as a means to show his strength... The Moltkes' family has not yet fallen to this point."

Outside the window, I looked straight at the alley behind the hotel, and glanced at it, except for the exit of the street, there was no abnormality in the abortion.

Louis jumped lightly and landed on the ground.

"Maybe the compensation will be given to you later?"

"Do you believe it?" Louis asked back.

The manager did such a thing in public, which was equivalent to an explicit intention to insult him... But being able to become the manager of the Moltke family would basically not be a fool.

Therefore, something was wrong.

"How did you tell the little girl about this?"

Indeed, the first idea of ​​a normal person is to find Dorothy, but the more this happens, the less Louis cannot do this.

"If things are out of control, I'll go find Dorothy."

The Moltkes' family is not a solid piece of cake. The manager said that it was for Dorothy's good, but his actual behavior was to lose Dorothy's face.

Dorothy, who had just returned to Robben City from the North Line, obviously could not have his own faction in Robben City. What kind of thoughts do the manager do is worth exploring.
To be continued...