Chapter 311 Galahad's Invitation
The Skitarii opened the door and outside was Galahad.
At this moment, he changed into casual clothes and looked at Zoe with a smile on his face.
"Miss Zoe, I'm sorry to have rejected your request today. The Vatican is eyeing Tis, and His Royal Highness William has too many things to deal with. He can't spare the time for the moment. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Galahad was an old-fashioned knight with a handsome face and tall stature. He bowed his head slightly in greeting, which made Zoe blush a little.
He... He was like those tragic protagonists in novels. Zoe was just a little maid, and her biggest hobby was reading some knight novels. When there really was such an elegant and handsome knight standing in front of her, she was a little dazed.
But somehow, as Zoe began to imagine the plots of those novels, Erwin's words came to her mind - the stronger we are, the more enthusiastic they will be.
Galahad was enthusiastic.
She suddenly remembered that when she first met Galahad, he had a stern expression that said "no strangers allowed", which was completely different from his current smiling face.
Zoe didn't even notice it herself, she frowned subconsciously.
"As an apology, I will take you for a walk through the streets of Blood Harbor. I will go anywhere you want to go - anywhere."
Galahad raised his head slightly and looked intently at Zoe in front of him.
He came here on the orders of the prince. After learning that this new musket could increase the range to 700 meters, the prince almost went crazy.
700 meters, 700 meters. Even if the description above is exaggerated by twice as much, it can be 300 meters far. This weapon can completely change the situation of the battle.
Now the Imperial Army is still in the stage of queuing and shooting. If the range of a muzzle-loading smoothbore rifle exceeds one hundred meters, or even fifty meters, no one knows where the bullet will fly.
Even if they are within range, the enemies must be standing close enough together to be effective.
700 meters. The prince couldn't even imagine how this was done. If all the other knowledge in the booklet was not correct, he would definitely think it was a scam.
The prince gave a strict order to get a gun.
Galahad had thought about stealing one, just like he had stolen the pamphlet, but the Castilians were extremely strict about guarding guns.
They almost always carried muskets with them, and when they rested at night they would arrange people to stand guard, and there would be more than one group. Galahad had tried to send people in, but all failed.
As for taking it by force, this option had never occurred to the prince.
You are not satisfied after seeing the gun with a range of 700 meters, and you are ready to experience it by being hit by some bullets, right?
God knows how many such weapons Castel has. A powerful, yet distant and posing no threat, island - isn't that Tis's natural ally?
Therefore, this task finally fell to Galahad.
He had no choice but to dress up and come here despite the discomfort, trying to seduce the leader named Zoe.
Damn it, he had checked and found that Zoe was just an ordinary maid in Duke Cohen's territory!
Galahad had a title bestowed upon him by the Queen herself. Although the Queen was no longer with us, noble blood still flowed in his body. The thought of traveling with a commoner and trying to please this woman made Galahad feel sick.
Disgusting as it is, Galahad's performance is still as perfect as ever.
Relying on his handsome appearance, he never failed to seduce anyone, no matter if they were noble ladies or unmarried girls.
But this time he felt something was wrong.
Perhaps it was intuition, he always felt that there seemed to be a hint of disgust in the eyes of the civilian woman in front of him?
No, how could it be possible? He must have seen it wrong. How could any woman resist his charm?
Galahad calmed himself down, smiled and made the invitation.
Then he saw that Zoe's brows relaxed, then gradually raised, her eyes slowly widened, revealing an expression of surprise.
"Are you serious? Can we go anywhere?"
Galahad blinked. This was actually a little trick, with a slightly ambiguous hint, giving the choice to the woman opposite, letting her worry about gains and losses in her fantasy - but why did she feel excited?
Galahad's intuition was getting worse, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only continue.
"Yes, anywhere."
"That's great!" Zoe looked back and Erwin smiled and nodded, "I'll go with you. Let's go now!"
"Uh, OK"
"Wait a moment!" Zoe quickly ran back to the house and came out after a while, changed her clothes.
She changed her dress into trousers and a jacket, with a brown windbreaker on the outside, a pair of leather loafers on her feet, and her hair was hastily tied up.
(I ran a picture to try it out, and it probably had this effect.) The key point is that she was holding a charcoal pencil and a notebook in her hands. What was she going to do? Galahad's eyes twitched, and a crack appeared on his perfect appearance, but before he could say anything, Zoe grabbed his arm happily and dragged him out of the door.
"I've long wanted to visit the slums to get material for my novel, but Castel doesn't have that. Now, will you keep me safe?"
Bang.
The door was closed.
The room fell silent. After a while, Erwin sighed, "I knew it."
After the Holy Book of the Imperial Truth was lost, it was almost inevitable that the prince would set his sights on their bolt-action rifles. No one could resist such a strong temptation - this was a weapon that could completely change the battlefield.
Sitting opposite him was his mother-in-law. At the moment, she was wearing round glasses and carefully looking at a book called "Simple Methods for Making Explosives" on her lap. She slowly wet her hand with her saliva and turned the page.
"Do you think the prince is a smart man?" asked the mother-in-law.
Erwin narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "He is a smart man. You see, he only tried to find a solution from Zoe and didn't send anyone to find me, even though I was directly in charge of the Skitarii."
"oh?"
"I am an officer in a rising territory, and I lead a team of elite soldiers. With this background and status, it is difficult for him to bribe me no matter what price he offers. As for Zoe - I'm sorry to say this, in the eyes of the prince, she is just a maid."
My mother-in-law raised her head, pushed her glasses, and nodded slowly.
"So the prince is a smart man?"
"He is indeed very smart, but the smarter he is, the dumber he appears."
Erwin glanced at the bolt-action rifles in the soldiers' hands. "He's going to know soon."
(End of this chapter)
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