Chapter 213 Do you want to go to the Golden Triangle?
"Where do you get so much curiosity every day?" Moros stood outside the wall with his arms folded across his chest, ignoring Ning Yan who was lying on the wall and reaching out to him.
No matter how hard Ning Yan called out to him, he ignored her and simply turned his head away, saying impatiently, "He's just a little kid, what's so good about him?"
Ning Yan was not happy to hear this and hurriedly said, "We will all be his bodyguards in the future. Let's go and see what happened to our future master."
"I don't want to go."
"Look at you, you're acting like a child again."
"Who of us is more like a child now?" He raised his head, looked at the person still lying on top, and asked him again, "What's so good about it?"
"What do you know? This is called fostering affection in advance! Children should be fostered from a young age! When the training is over, we will be his favorites!"
Moros's face was full of disdain for the 'famous man'. He couldn't understand where Ning Yan, a girl, got so much energy every day. It wasn't enough for her to jump around and bother others all the time.
In the middle of the night, he came here again to climb the wall to watch a two-year-old child.
Are you no longer satisfied with just having K as your dog?
"Are you coming up or not?" Seeing that the time was getting longer and longer, Ning Yan no longer had the energy to coax him. "If you don't come up, I'll leave with K. You stay here and wait for us."
“…”
“Three, two…”
"If I can't get up, tell him to come down and drag me." Moros spoke quickly.
Ning Yan was stunned, knowing that he was deliberately looking for trouble. There was no way he couldn't climb up to this height.
But there is no way, it has been delayed for too long.
Just as he was about to turn around and call K to go down and get Moros out, K had already jumped down very considerately.
He leaned his back against the wall, took a firm horse stance, put his hands together, and looked at Moros opposite him expressionlessly, meaning that he was stepping on his hands.
Ning Yan was lying on the wall, reaching out his hand to Moros, trying to pull him up.
Unexpectedly, this bastard was so unpretentious. He stepped on K's hand with the force to move upwards, and then stepped on K's shoulder with the second foot, and then climbed to the top of the wall without Ning Yan pulling him at all.
Ning Yan quickly looked down and whispered, "K, are you okay?"
K didn't even need a running start, he climbed up with his bare hands, and with a handsome somersault, he stepped onto the top of the wall again.
Then she shook her head at him and said it was okay.
Ning Yan quickly patted his head and said happily, "Great!"
Moros looked at him and said abruptly, "Stop touching the dog and get off."
Ning Yan turned around and kicked him, kicking him down as he was in a hurry to go down.
The name of Rose Island is Rose Island, but they have been training on the island for so long, and they have only seen waves, cliffs, dense forests, and a training base surrounded by solid walls.
At first I was curious about why this name was chosen.
It was not until now, looking at the vast sea of red roses in front of me, that I realized there was nothing wrong with calling it Rose Island.
"So beautiful." Ning Yan couldn't help but squat down, touched the petals, turned around and asked K who was squatting with him, "Isn't it beautiful?"
K also imitated him and gently stroked the petals, then nodded and said it was beautiful.
Moros didn't have the same romantic instincts as them. He looked around and turned to ask Ning Yan, "Where is he?"
"Kaiser said it's on the tower." Ning Yan stood up and pointed back, "There, do you see it?"
You see, it's such an obvious and gorgeous Gothic-style house that it's hard not to see it.
The three of them approached in the dark. Most of the guards were outside the wall, and there were only maids and servants inside to take care of them.
No one noticed him until he entered the house.
K has a good memory for directions. After a quick walk around the house, he had roughly memorized 90% of the route.
He took Ning Yan and Moros and gently pushed open the last door on the roof, opening it a crack.
The gorgeous and warm bed filled with dolls was empty, with one corner of the quilt lifted up.
The three of them stacked up like a pyramid, with three cute heads stacked from top to bottom, with K at the bottom, Moros at the top, and Ning Yan in the middle.
His eyes rolled around and finally stopped, seeing a child playing with a ball barefoot on the carpet.
It was a little boy with blond hair, fair skin and big, beautiful eyes. He was playing happily by himself when he heard the door open. He turned around and saw three neatly arranged heads on the door frame.
It would be a lie to say it's not scary. Even adults can't stand this kind of stimulation in the middle of the night.
“Wow—”
Just as he was about to leave, K quickly rushed over and covered his mouth with his quick eyes and hands.
The child was stunned, tears still welling up in his eyes, soaking all his thick eyelashes.
He stared at the cold 'white-haired ghost' in front of him, with his mouth covered, and cried even harder, his little shoulders twitching.
K frowned, the butterfly knife still at the child's neck, and said, "He's so annoying."
Moros also walked in, looking down at the child in front of him, and rarely did he refute K's point: "It's really annoying. I hate children."
Ning Yan kicked twice, one at Moros's butt and the other at K's butt.
After rescuing the child from K's hands, he quickly held the child in his arms and coaxed him: "Oh, oh, don't cry, I'll beat them, come here, sister will hug you, good boy, don't cry, don't cry..."
Moros was used to being kicked. He patted his dirty butt and watched Ning Yan coax the child with an expressionless face.
The first time K was kicked, he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.
Ning Yan's charm is indeed not to be underestimated. From an eighty-year-old grandfather to a two-year-old baby, no one can resist him.
Moros and K stood by and watched him coax the child. In less than a few minutes, the child who had been aggrieved and tearful just now was now amused and was sitting in Ning Yan's arms, playing with his beautiful pink hair.
As he climbed over the wall, Moros turned around and asked him, "Are you coming again tomorrow?"
"Yes, I will come here every day from now on."
Moros looked at K, and K looked at him as well.
The two looked at each other tacitly for three seconds, frowned, and turned their heads away at the same time.
Ning Yan noticed their little tricks, put his arm around each of them, and said to them, "I'm thinking about our future. If we can coax this young master well, we will definitely be able to go to the Golden Triangle with him in the future."
"Golden Triangle?" Every time K comes across an unfamiliar word, he always becomes a parrot with a confused look on his face.
"Continent M is divided into three regions: the Golden Triangle, the Underground City, and the Central and Eastern parts. The islands and sea areas we are currently in belong to the part that borders Continent M and the Northern Continent, but who exactly owns them is still undecided."
Ning Yan raised his hand and touched his head, then continued to explain with a smile: "The Golden Triangle is where the nobles live. They are rich and powerful and have a very high status in Continent M. The child just now is Mr. Grant's child."
"You want to go to the Golden Triangle?" Moros asked.
"Yeah, don't you want to go?" Ning Yan turned to look at him, "After the training, we will all go, as long as we can successfully become the young master's bodyguards."
Moros looked at his smile and said nothing.
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