My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 053: Sebastian

PS: By the way, this Sebastian or something... if you have a faint instant vision, you must have opened it the wrong way... exit the browser and open it again ~

PS1: I did a survey on the female lead, and I wanted to earn 0.1 points for the children's shoes so I could go help a few times and finally ask for a ticket!

Since he wanted to decide on a deal, Lawrence decided to take a look with the young nobleman, the three of them separated from the army but headed for the country trail.

But seeing his fellow bards congratulate him, with joy in his mouth and a smile on everyone's face, he just came from Macedonia, he had no idea what had happened.

Watching as he couldn't help himself, many people slapped him on the back and congratulated him: "Do you know who that grownup was? ”

“Who?” he stunned.

“Do you know how many people wear white robes in Red Leaf Ridge?” Suddenly someone asks, “White robe? Isn't the white robe normal?” The bard said silly that he had met a number of people in white robes, including dignified predecessors and those in charge of a country, down to the forced 2B youth, who supported themselves with white robes that could be respected by those below, who could soak up their sisters and put them to bed.

“Throughout Red Leaf Ridge, out of respect for that man, there is an unwritten rule… only one person can wear a white robe, only one, that brings us a good life, my lord.” To explain why, they laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ”

“Is it true that the adult who praised me was...” I was so excited that the bard was all red on his face as if he had beaten the blood of a chicken.

“Ha ha... That's right, so your friend is in luck! Now it looks like Fei Huang Tengda is ready to stay!” Clapping the shoulders of the bard, the pedestrians laughed and walked toward the city.

This time in the pub, there's one more thing they can show off.

Little deception against the subordinates of the realm.

The three of them took their horses slowly on the trail and unwittingly arrived at their destination, a farm full of post-modern style.

Don't get me wrong, Kerall's base has been Nottingham Forest since she thought she had grown up and had a lot of women around her since she left her mom and dad, and the sub-base is a wine estate, and this is not his business, this is Saber's house!

Should it be ridiculous that Keiral, who has no idea who he is and who he is, wants to cover his eyes... or should I say that Keiral has been completely deceived by the lies of the people?

The three of them alighted the owner of the estate, and Cyber still handled Kerall's affairs on the estate, but Cyber's wife, a middle-aged woman, had met Kerall.

Seeing Keiral come here, she ran out of the kitchen in shock, and the cook's hand just sprayed the apron with two flights to greet Keiral: "My Lord! How did you get back? ”

Lawrence frowned at the seemingly disrespectful words of the other party, and this woman treated a nobleman so badly, could she not have died? He couldn't help but look at the young nobleman.

Only the silver-haired teenager smiled and waved: "Mrs. Byroan, I brought a friend of foot traders. Would you mind if we nagged for an afternoon cup of tea? ”

The light-brown-haired woman stared at Lawrence and smiled, “Of course not, I'm going to get ready! ”

She turned her head and shouted with a loud voice specific to rural women: "Sebastian!! Leave the fucking cow alone! Young master is here! Come in and help! ”

A shadow emerged from the cowshed beside him, his hair combed meticulously, and a white boy dressed like a shrinking version of Cyber walked out of the cowshed. Despite working in a dirty cowshed, he was wearing a black glove and wrapped up his shirt. He couldn't see anything dirty on him. He took an average step and came to Kerall's side, bowing down: "Young master. ”

Sebastian, the son of Cyber and a child who was willing to succeed his father and become a Kerall butler, was sent to attend classes by Cyber since he was a child. He was not only good at learning and excellence, but also a well-organized, well-organized assistant to his father in managing things.

However, he was very hostile to the second Keiral housekeeper. In fact, the woman named Altoria Knight Horse was very hostile to him. In his view, the woman who did not belong to Lord Kai, but who did not belong to Lord Kai's maid, was inextricably linked to Lord Kai. He was a great enemy to succeed him as housekeeper.

“Sebastian, we're here to taste Mrs. Byroan's cookies and afternoon tea.” Keiral touched Sebastian's head, half bowed, and asked with a smile.

“Yes, please come with me.” Sebastian's face is white, his face is long, his nose is strong, his eyes are gorgeous, but his temperament is calm, and he is very much suited to Kerall's 10 years of cultivation, and his little white face deserves the title. With a glance at the corner of the eye, the very faithful guard was beside Keiral, always stuck in Altoria between Lawrence and Keiral, a faint glimmer, bowed and led the three of them around the house, directly into the back garden, but this is where Cyber built himself according to Keiral's garden, of course, the flavors vary, a big tree under one swing and a small turquoise pond with a lot of fish in it, and on the lawn next to the pond is a round table for four, as a wearing seat for a relaxing afternoon tea time.

“Have a seat.” Kerall sat down, unconscious of the guests, and said to Lawrence. Artoria and Sebastian stood right and left by Kerall like two gods of the gate, with no intention of being seated at all.

Lawrence was somewhat embarrassed that they were definitely a lot taller than his pedestrian businessman. If it weren't for the young man in front of them, I'm afraid he wouldn't even look at him, but now he's sitting, and they're standing, and they have to call Lawrence from Rome very anxious.

“My lord, black tea and cookies, eat first, there will be dessert later.” Coming out with hot cookies and tea utensils, Lady Byroan glanced at Sebastian and shouted, “Sebastian, come in and help me, don't stop the young master from talking. ”

“My lord, I quit first.” Not at all embarrassed by the screaming of his mother, Sebastian had a few steady teenagers his age, bowed slightly and retired.

“Mm-hmm." Kerall hummed, watching them go in the house, turning his head and smiling at Lawrence: “So, Mr. Lawrence, can you take a look at your cargo? ”