Chapter 687

Victor and herself were the only ones left in the living room. Gillian looked at the lover who came, tears in her eyes and sobbed, "Roland... Roland, she... Did she really fall?"

Victor didn't speak. He came forward and hugged Gillian, who kept sobbing. His heart was also gloomy.

Gillian and Roland have only been together for a little more than a year, but they are like-minded friends. Miss chebman is cold and sexy, greedy and stingy, arrogant and domineering, but she is so simple that she doesn't hide her sorrow for Roland in the face of angry wind sword saint. Although Roland fell to save his highness Randall, at least for the obvious reason.

Whether Roland was killed by Sylvia or fell to save him, Victor felt guilty. Victor might feel better if someone in the great Knight of Gambis publicly blamed him for this and even collided with his highness Randall. However, after the fall of Roland, her great knights, who once supported her, even if they were sad and sorry, looked as if nothing had happened in front of Victor, and did not mention Roland at all, as if there was no Roland at all Auguste, your royal highness.

Only Gillian wept for Roland in front of victor. She only regarded Victor as her closest and most trusted lover, not a powerful saint.

How can Victor not like Gillian like this?

Extraordinary knights can control their emotions by fighting, but they should also control their emotions and disguise themselves in front of their closest partners. The knight's partner principle will be meaningless.

Victor held up Gillian's curved chin, kissed her plump and slightly cool red lips, gently picked her up and walked to the master bedroom on the third floor of the manor.

They all need each other's comfort.

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The guardian of the kingdom will stay in the Rose Manor for a few months. The guards of the Gambis Knight faction rearranged the flower field and transplanted some trees and wild flowers from outside the manor. The soldier's gardener's skill is really not flattering. The transplanted flowers and trees are better than horse dung everywhere.

Gillian and Victor took two unicorns for a walk in the garden. One was golden and called golden wool; The other one is silver white, called silver wool, which is the name given by Roland.

Gillian teased the golden wool's head and rowed the silver wool's ears. Two fierce dissimilated war animals were as gentle as kittens in her hands. They fell to the ground and turned out their bellies to make her tickle.

Anyway, I can't beat this hateful woman. It's better to enjoy her touch.

Miss Gillian touched the best-looking alienated war beast for a while, stood up, took Victor's arm and said, "honey, his highness Roland Auguste entrusted her two pets to me. She's gone now. Should I continue to follow the Lord's entrustment and keep the golden wool and silver wool around?"

It was a beautiful spring outside, accompanied by a sweetheart. The smile returned to Gillian's face, and Victor's mood improved.

Roland is regarded as his confidant, not the lover relationship spread by the outside world. If nahtigal had murdered Roland, Victor would have avenged her. However, Sylvia is the most suspected at present. Victor can only and must stand on Sylvia's side between his wife and confidants. That's why he's depressed.

However, he didn't see the whole process with his own eyes. Roland just disappeared. She may have changed her identity and started a new life. Although this possibility is very small, with the power of Princess Auguste, it can easily fake death and deceive everyone.

Anyway, Roland The princess Augustus has disappeared. The Augustus family carried away her secret silver armor and "the sigh of the water goblin", and also accepted the fact that his highness Augustus fell. Victor decided to put it down completely.

"The golden wool is the mount given to Sophia by Neo West; the silver wool is a gift given to me by King Friedrich. They are occupied by Roland, which does not mean that they belong to the augustian royal family." Said Victor with a smile.

Gillian's amber eyes lit up and said happily, "give it to me... I'll take care of them for you."

"You?" Victor glanced sideways at Gillian and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid you'll feed them to the skinny... These two war beasts eat at least 80 pounds of fresh beef every day. Are you sure you want to take care of them?"

"How is that possible?"

Jillian angrily said, "do you doubt my character? I will never take the meat provided by Randall family from the mouth of war animals! You underestimate me. If you think it's too troublesome to transport beef, you can convert it into gold coins for me. I'm responsible for purchasing fresh and high-quality beef."

Victor looked surprised, pointed to Gillian, pointed to his nose, and finally put down his arm weakly.

Well, it's Gillian. It's not surprising.

Seeing Victor shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Gillian said reluctantly, "at most... At most, I don't charge you for surrogacy."

This was the biggest concession Gillian had made, and Victor couldn't help shaking his heart when he looked at her frowning.

Miss chebman is never coquettish. She has a honey complexion and is naturally bony. Only Victor can realize Gillian's unique enchanting.

"I'm going to give golden and silver wool to Edward and Anna. Don't think about them." Victor took Gillian's slender hand as smooth as jade and said with spoiled eyes.

"To the king and queen?"

Gillian thought for a moment, and felt that the alienated war beast who robbed the king and queen might be in trouble. She nodded generously to agree, but added: "then you have to compensate me... Three courtship gifts. If it's difficult to give gifts, you can convert them into gold coins, at least not less than 4000 gold sols. I'm good at talking."

"4000 kinsol?" Victor showed a funny expression.

"3990 gold sols... No less!" Gillian quickly changed her mind.

Victor couldn't help laughing and nodded, "it's really a little less... A gift of more than 5000 gold sol is worthy of my Gillian."

Gilly smiled when she settled down and quickly said, "what you said, there are three gifts worth more than 5000 gold sol. Don't go back!"

What is gold coin? I will soon be able to forge it by myself. I want as much as I want... Victor was secretly proud. He gently picked Gillian's chin and joked, "how can I repent? Gillian's baby's performance satisfied me. I promise I will give you more surprises."

Gillian blushed slightly, clapped Victor's hand, narrowed her eyes, said fiercely, "hum, who's afraid of you!"

"I can't control your gift to miss chebman. As for the unicorn... Honey, should you ask my opinion first?"

A soft voice came from a distance. At the corner of the garden, a beautiful woman in full dress was walking towards victor. Her facial features are beautiful and exquisite, her skin is brighter than snow, her gorgeous purple hair is rolled into a noble woman's bun, her eyes are clear and divine like Amethyst, and her skirt is fluttering. She is graceful and graceful. The beauty of static and dynamic, the beauty of purity and flirtatious, and the beauty of youth and maturity are blended into a unique charm.

This is the characteristic of purple eyed noble girl. She is Sophia, known as the first beauty in the capital of Gambis The Marquis of Wimbledon.

"And... No matter how many gifts you give Gillian, I can't have less." Sophia walked ten meters in front of Victor, stopped, tilted her head, slightly wrinkled her nose and said playfully.

Gillian was distracted when she saw Sophia's flattery. Victor patted her hand and whispered in her ear. Gillian nodded, glanced at Sophia, took the golden wool and silver wool and walked out proudly. When she crossed each other, she deliberately straightened her proud chest.

Victor shook his head funny, turned his eyes to his legal wife and asked, "when did you come back?"

"Your Highness knew before I entered the gate of Nightingale manor, didn't I?" Sophia curled her lips and said bitterly, "you are better to her than to my wife."

Victor touched his nose, extended his arm to Sophia and said, "come on, let's go back to the house and talk."

Sophia smiled, took Victor's arm very skillfully, and walked side by side to the Lord's house of the manor.

Entering the master bedroom on the third floor, Victor saw Natalia with golden hair and light blue eyes. I haven't seen her for more than two years. She was still so mature and beautiful. She was dressed in a red tunic dress with red calf leather high heels. When she saw Victor, she stood up from the sofa and paced forward for two steps. She stopped awkwardly. After hesitating for a moment, she falsely raised her train and said softly, "good day, your highness Randall."

Natalia may be the woman who loves little Baron Wimbledon best, and her feelings have been transferred to victor. Once a beautiful boy with weak character has become a strong man in the holy land. Her dark golden eyes make Natalia feel ashamed and mixed with feelings. For a moment, she doesn't know how to face her old little husband.

Victor's dark golden eyes returned to pure black, took Natalia's soft and slender waist, took her into his arms, and joked intimately: "honey, you are still so charming."

Familiar movements, familiar eyes, Natalia rubbed Victor's face and whispered, "Victor, you've grown up."

"Yes, I've grown up to protect Sophia and you." Victor nodded, released Natalia, turned sideways to Sophia and said, "you haven't given Natalia the golden potion yet?"

Sophia shook her head and said, "the golden potion is such an important thing. With Sylvia's repeated instructions, how dare I use it for Natalia without permission? Besides, I don't have the golden potion in my hand."

"I guess Natalia has learned the golden potion from you." Victor smiled.

Natalia smiled shyly. Sophia came forward and took her arm and said confidently, "of course, we are good sisters. Even our husband is the same person. How can I keep it from her?"

"I sound like an outsider..." Viktor murmured and waved. "I'll get a set of gold potions for Natalia. During this time, you'll serve your husband well at Nightingale manor."

Natalia pursed her beautiful red lips, stared and asked, "what if I take the golden potion?"

"It doesn't matter. You don't usually use fighting spirit, and the Golden Knight can't see how many elements you resonate. Even if people know..." Victor paused and said faintly: "don't pay attention to anyone's questions, just push it to me."

Natalia was overjoyed. She kissed Victor on his lips, smiled and said, "honey, it's very kind of you. I'll prepare your favorite shere tea, which was recently transported from the yarret plateau."

She left the room and closed the door. There were only victor and Sophia in the luxurious bedroom. Neither of them spoke, and the inexplicable atmosphere gradually rippled.

Victor pulled his shirt collar, took the lead in breaking the silence and said with a smile, "I went to Nightingale manor for three days before you showed up."

Sophia gave him a white look, gracefully untied her bun, allowed her beautiful purple hair to fall, and said, "give you three days to get along with Gillian, and you blame me for coming too late. I returned to Nightingale manor from copper halberd city and ran to find you without changing my clothes."

She turned her back to victor and said, "don't be stunned. Help me untie the button behind my back."

Victor came forward, hugged Sophia's thin waist from behind, put his mouth close to her ear, and said with a low smile, "madam, are you jealous?"

Sophia was touched, and her former little husband liked to hold her from behind. With the same action and the same tone, the figures of Stormrage sword saint and Baron Wimbledon overlapped in Sophia's heart. She turned and stared at her husband's deep dark eyes, muttering, "yes, I'm jealous... But I don't regret it, dear Victor, you know."

Although the Marquis of Wimbledon was beautiful, her character was not likable, opinionated, rebellious, and a little stupid and lovely.

Victor describes Sophia as stupid and cute. This is his true feeling, which comes from the little Baron of Wimbledon.

The little Baron would not think that the Marquis of Wimbledon was a fool, and Sophia was one of his true loved ones. In his mind, his wife is beautiful and gentle, warm and sincere, intelligent, strong and confident, and can't pick out any shortcomings. However, the concept of love between extraordinary Knights starts from themselves, loves what they love, and is not enslaved or enslaved each other. The little Baron is not a high-ranking knight. He is infatuated with Sophia and loses himself. Sophia also loves Victor, but when it's time to give up, she gives up, which also prevents her from continuing to love victor.

Now Victor fully accepts the love view of the extraordinary, and the little Baron's feelings for Sophia have always influenced him, making him feel that Sophia is charming, stupid and lovely.

After he set foot in the holy land, he finally clearly realized that if he abandoned the feelings in the little Baron's will, a very bad thing would happen. It has nothing to do with political interests and is connected with fate. It is a disgust from the origin of the world.

I love you whether you love me or not. If you don't respond, it's just a feeling of love. I won't do anything superfluous for you. Even if I love and kill each other one day, I have no regrets.

There's nothing wrong with such love.