Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 325: The Big Hole Under The Bed

Claude returned to his room with a breath of anger. Rationally, he could not accuse the old man of Zasilak. After all, there were two old men and three women in the house, doing a door on the stairs to strengthen their protection. Psychologically, however, Claude had to admit that Claude's rebellion had been fuelled by the fact that the old man had not shown any respect for Claude as a lodger, but had instead regarded him as an object of alert.

Aren't you trying to protect him from me, Claude? Is it your fault?... Claude is thinking about who to seduce first. Claude doesn't hesitate to target Doris compared to the next Doris and Harbena. Based on his past life as an old driver, Doris obviously seduces better, and Harbena is still a girl. Perhaps there will be trouble after...

Compared to Harbena, a mouth-watering girl, Doris is a winner in both appearance and shape, and Claude already knows that Doris' privacy at night is self-comforting, and now she just needs to test to see if Doris will be seduced by herself.

Claude was lying in bed this afternoon, planning on how to do the seduction, and it was almost dinner time, and Doris was with the plate. Claude glanced behind her and found that Zacilac's dead old man wasn't watching her, so he looked at what was for dinner and said in his mouth, "Does this old man think he can get a door? If I really want to make a hole in this floor, I can go up...”

Doris looked at Claude's unwillingness to be insulted and laughed. “Then dig a hole...”

Claude said bitterly, “No, I'm afraid you'll scream...”

Doris laughed with her mouth covered: “I promise you won't scream if you dare...”

Claude shook his head: “No, women love to lie. When I go up there, you scream and I throw people in military school...”

Doris turns around and goes, "Boo! No guts! ”

Oh, yes, but be careful, the woman's mind is changing, and maybe what she just said is a joke.

Dinner was not rich but not cold, potato mud stewed waxed meat, black bread fillet with bacon, a roasted bowl, a fried steak, and a glass of rye. Claude estimated that the fried steak should have been salted meat stored at the end of last year, soaked for a day, still felt a little salty, but could still be eaten with a glass of rye.

After half an hour of eating, Doris came back to pack the dishes. Claude looked at her and said, "I really dug a hole that night...”

Doris whispered to him: “Just go up, who's afraid of who...”

Pack up the dishes in the little basket, Doris doesn't go back, Claude is about to close the door, but Aunt Natalie is asking Doris, did Claude say how this dinner tastes? Doris replied that she didn't ask, she didn't talk to Claude, she just packed the dishes and came back.

Sure enough, Aunt Natalie complained that Doris was unreliable and walked along the roof. Claude sat back at the table and started reading. Soon Aunt Natalie pushed in the door and asked with a smile how Claude's dinner was, if it was right for the taste or something...

Claude, of course, was kind enough to compliment the dinner. The fried meat was a little salty, and everything else was delicious. Meanwhile, it's amazing to see Uncle Zasilak doing the wooden doors during the day. I didn't know there was such a woodworking craft. So Claude wants to ask Uncle Zacilac if he can make himself a wooden bathtub so that he can take a bath, because Claude says he bathes in the bathtub at home, and is not used to standing here...

Of course Claude was willing to pay for this bathtub, and he wanted Aunt Natalie to buy herself a small stove and leave it at the door. During this time, I stayed in the room to read and write. I was thirsty and went to the kitchen to cook blistering tea. It was a lot more convenient to have a small fireplace, and I was late to read the book at night. If I wanted to take a bath, I could use this small fireplace to cook my own water. I didn't need to bother anyone else.

Since Claude was willing to pay, Aunt Natalie was certainly willing to help, but she was a little hesitant to mention the charcoal consumption of burning water in a small stove. Claude said it was okay to go to military school and get a big bag of charcoal and leave it to their families. So Aunt Natalie was happy to take home a silver taller that Claude had given her, and she promised to have her dead old man make Claude a bathtub in the morning. As for the small fireplace, there is a spare in the kitchen, which I'll bring up later for Claude to use...

Soon Doris came over with a small stove and placed it under the roof of Claude's doorway, where the water was burned and ventilated without affecting the passage. Aunt Natalie was also thoughtful enough to set the fire to the small fireplace, and brought over a small copper pot from their house and said to give Claude a cup of boiling tea first. If Claude wants to take a bath at night, go to the kitchen and grab a large pot and put some water on the stove.

It all worked out so easily, Claude shut the door and now he can start his own operation. First a mute in the room, then Claude started choosing where to dig holes in the floor. This is important, you can't be in the middle of the room, you can sense the difference in the floor as soon as you get upstairs, and then you can see that there's a big hole in the floor that connects up and down, and you can reveal everything.

Given that the furniture in Doris's room upstairs is roughly the same as Claude's room downstairs, the best hidden passage should be under the bed, that is, on the ceiling above Claude's bed. And the bed was against the wall, so Claude decided to come up with the idea of the floorboards in the corner against the wall.

There is a floor floor between upstairs and downstairs, but the beams above are very dense, and the distance between each beam is more than 50 centimeters. This is a common situation in the world of stone and wood structure buildings. Everyone thinks that the beams are very tight and weight-bearing, only when they walk upstairs can they collapse. Okay, the second floor is often a long strip, four or five meters long, directly from this end of the house to that end, so that people don't feel vibrated under the activity above...

But old Zacillac probably saved money, so the floors upstairs are made of short wooden boards 60 centimetres long. This gave Claude the opportunity to use another magical hand to hold the floors in his sight and push them up slowly.

A loud “squeak” sounded and the four floorboards slowly rose. Claude, that's why there's only one floor upstairs downstairs and no more ceilings. The slab is as thick as a thumb. I don't know how to set the standard slab when building this house. The first floor is actually thick, but it's too thin to cut into two floors. No wonder the nails on the beam had a middle finger that long, and the sound forced up by the magic hand was very ugly and very loud.

The room downstairs was silenced by Claude and can't be heard outside. And there will be no one upstairs, Claude just saw Aunt Natalie's four people in the kitchen, and if someone goes upstairs, the sound of the wooden staircase will remind Claude, and the rain is loud, perfectly masking the sound of the floor being pushed up...

Four fifteen and sixteen centimetres wide floors were pushed away, each with three middle finger lengths and a half centimetre wide iron nail on both ends. Now, there's a 50-cent by 50-cent square hole on Claude's head that leads directly to the second floor room. Just put the chair in front of the table on the bed, and then step on the chair, and Claude can climb up from this hole to the second floor.

What's even better is that this hole is under the bed on the second floor, and it's not easy for the average person to find it in the room. Claude gave another look at the room on the second floor through the hole. Clean under the bed, no dust, and a large wooden box, which looks like clothes, closer to the front and can later be moved to the front of the hole to block sight. Claude just wasn't prepared to keep the hole like that, because if someone looked up in his room, maybe he'd find this big hole up there.

All Claude needs to do now is fix the nails on those four removed floorboards and recap the planks to the holes so you don't see anything wrong with the upper floorboards from the bottom up. And all you have to do to get up there is gently lift it. If Doris could be seduced by herself, she would naturally help herself to cover herself up without having to do any spells herself.

The door was knocked, and Claude was shocked, so that he couldn't see anything broken on the top floor. Claude opened the door, pretending to be asleep, and the old man standing outside the door, Zahirak, with a cold face, said, "Let me measure. How big a bathtub do you want to make? In addition, I need to measure whether this bathtub can not be moved into the bathroom...”

Claude beat the crap out of him, pretending not to care, and said, "As long as you can move in, do as much as you can. I've loved bathing at home since I was a kid and it's most comfortable to take a cold bath in the summer. By the way, Uncle Zacillac, I really don't understand this, you can help me measure how much...”

Perhaps in the eyes of old Zacillac, Claude is the kind of rich man who enjoys eating lazily and greedily, and doesn't know how to get into the Royal Army. So he's very cautious about Claude, but that doesn't prevent him from earning some handicraft money from Claude. I'd rather spend money making a bathtub for a bath, so when he leaves, can you pack it up and take it away, and leave it here? When I think of this, the old man thinks Claude is purely an example of a loser...

After weighing in, the old man pushed himself out of the door without even saying hello. Claude grinned, closed the door, and continued to lie in bed waiting for the people upstairs to come back.

About another hour later, Doris upstairs went back to her room. Somehow, she deliberately took her footsteps very seriously and seemed to be laughing at Claude downstairs saying she was digging a hole, she didn't move her mouth, she had no guts...

For example, when she stood in front of the bed and deliberately stamped her feet, Claude coughed loudly twice below, she came back to her strength and deliberately stamped twice down the floor. Claude turned upstairs and said, "Stop stamping and dig up the floorboard! ”

I heard Claude upstairs, and she said, "Well, I'll wait for you. If you don't come up, you're a puppy.” ”

Footsteps and vibrations were heard again on the stairs across the kitchen, followed by the sound of the new wooden door closing and latching on the stairs. Old Zacilac screamed in the corridor upstairs to get Doris and Harbena to bed early, not to waste light oil or anything.

The light coming out of the crack upstairs suddenly darkened. This is Doris blowing out the oil light upstairs. Then it seemed that Doris lay on the floor and lowered her voice to the crack and said: "Hey, when are you coming up, don't make me wait to fall asleep..."

She might think of it as a laugh at Claude, and it was funny, and she was laughing with her mouth covered.

Claude also lowered his voice and said, "Wait, I'll be right up. ”

Then Claude went to move the chair and put it on the bed. He stood on the chair, stretched out his fist and gently climbed up. “Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom." Those four floors that had already been set up were pushed up. Claude pushed the four floors aside with his hands, stretched his head up and saw Doris staring at the floor...

The lights in the upstairs room went straight from this hole to the bottom of the bed, and Claude didn't expect Doris to lie on the floor in front of the bed, no more than a metre apart.

“Well, look, I told you to dig a hole, didn't I lie to you...” Claude had an awkward smile on his face, but he reached out and Doris said hello.

Doris grabbed Claude's hand and pulled it up. “Come on up...”

Claude was pulled up and then pushed into bed by Doris, who then pounded into Claude's arms and peeled Claude and herself as she kissed each other...

It wasn't until Claude went deep into her body that she satisfied herself with a long * groan * moaning * holding Claude tight...

All Claude could do was raise his hand and silence.

The next morning Harbena came over and knocked loudly, "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom," and Claude dragged her soft legs to the door and opened it, only to find out she was here for breakfast.

“Hey, how is it you, not your sister-in-law?” Claude walked to the bed in arrears.

“My sister-in-law seems to have a bit of a cold. She's not up in the morning. My mother made her medicine.” Halbena said.

Well deserved, who told her to ask for it again and again last night. It was a human juicer. Claude almost didn't have the strength to climb down the stairs in the morning...

“Put the things on the table first. I was sleeping for a while. I didn't sleep till midnight when I read the book last night. You woke me up just momentarily.” Claude lies back in bed and closes his eyes, and now all he needs is to regain his energy: “By the way, take that box of pear paste and eat it, don't sneak around. Also, if I don't open the door in the morning, don't knock, lest you wake me up again...”

As soon as she heard the box of pear paste sugar, Harbena nodded her head, put the breakfast on the table and grabbed the small iron box in the big bag and went out, and carefully hid the door.

But Claude just squinted for another hour and was woken up by the sound of "ping pong" outside under the eaves, the old man Zahirak making the bathtub. Claude regretted not taking a bath.

Doris came for lunch again, and it didn't look like she had a bad cold. Though the two of them did not speak, because Old Zahirak was standing under the eaves, she saw Claude's eyes full of emotion...

Claude decided to go to bed early at night and get some rest. But the top four floors opened, revealing Doris's smiling face: "Want to come up tonight? ”

Claude shook his head and said he didn't want to go up there.

Doris shrunk back, and soon, a sheet threw down from the top. At first glance, Claude noticed that the sheets were tied on top and had a bad feeling about it.

Sure enough, Doris climbed down the sheet from that big hole upstairs.

“No, you, what do you want?” Claude panicked.

Doris slipped into Claude's nest and said playfully: "If you don't come up, of course I'm coming down...”

Oh, no, help... Claude made a helpless cry from the bottom of his heart.