Traitor's Loyal Dog Quest [Rebirth]

Chapter 4

Contrary to the freezing darkness outside, the castle was brightly lit, the underground steam pipes were burning vigorously, and the air wrapped the body like warm cotton.

Jiang Yun subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as if even the pain in his stomach injury was relieved a lot by this comfortable environment.

The guide was a handsome old Ilsa man, with a tall and straight figure, dressed in the traditional attire of a senior Ilsa butler, and there was nothing inappropriate about it.

The leading guard quickly selected the new prisoners in the team, and Jiang Yun was among them.

A group of seven people formed a neat row in front of the old man Irsa.

Only two prisoners of war showed a positive attitude among the seven people, and the others all showed a timid attitude. Obviously, they have not yet established a good relationship with their inmates, and it is not clear what the result of this selection will bring.

Jiang Yun frowned and lowered his head, perhaps he should cherish this opportunity from the sky, and get close to Emperor Xing effortlessly.

Just worry, this "serving nobleman" is not an ordinary serving.

Compared to being trampled physically and mentally by the enemy, he would rather choose a roundabout way to get close to Ilsa's noble circle.

However, things went against his wishes, the old butler stopped in front of him with a clear goal, raised his white-gloved right hand, and gently pinched his chin——

Jiang Yun looked at the housekeeper's light gray eyes with repulsion, for a second, two seconds...

The butler let go of his hand, pointed to Jiang Yun and another handsome prisoner, and ordered in Irsa language: "Just these two, follow me."

The leading guard repeated the old man's order in Chinese, Jiang Yun's eyes darkened, and his heart was miserable.

In the confusion, I heard Fengzi's excited applause from behind...

Jiang Yun felt that these two sticks might be someone sent by the fate chart to piss him off.

Bypassing the white marble spiral staircase, the butler led them to the end of the corridor on the second floor, unscrewed the doorknob, and walked into a spacious room.

The man who was selected together with Jiang Yun looked very surprised, and his eyes kept looking around vigilantly.

However, Jiang Yun remained calm, and when he took the clothes handed over by the housekeeper, he gave a standard nod.

The old butler opened his gray eyes wide in surprise, and said with a tongue-tied expression, "You...how could..."

Seeing that the old man was struggling to speak in Chinese, Jiang Yun immediately responded in Irsa: "You can talk to me in your mother tongue."

The butler was even more surprised. He stared at Jiang Yun for a long time with a slight gaffe, and then hurriedly recovered his calm posture, and praised with a smile: "Young man, you are different."

Jiang Yun didn't answer, but nodded politely in thanks.

He is naturally different.

What kind of family is the Jiang family?Generations of state teachers and Qintian supervisors, the most favored by the emperor, the divination family is more enjoyable than those Taoist priests who make alchemy and cultivate immortals. What has not been seen in the world?

As early as when Jiang Yun was young, the Jiang family was still a famous family with a large number of people. Among the visitors, there were many students from the other side of the ocean who came to ask Mr. Jiang for advice on divination.

Several students even stayed in Jiang's mansion directly and became diners.

In the back garden of the Jiang family, there are also small flower halls specially designed by these diners according to western architecture.

Jiang Yun has communicated with these Westerners since he was a child, and Ilsa is the most powerful empire in the West, so its cultural coverage is naturally the widest.

Therefore, Jiang Yun is very familiar with Ilsa's language and culture.

Once he was familiar with it, he could tell at a glance that what the butler handed him was a relatively simple lady's dress.

That's right, women's clothing.

Made of light green silk, the wide skirt has layered pleats, slender leg of lamb sleeves that fit close to the body, the lace-edged buttons are buttoned to the neck, and the back waist is tied with an inverted triangle-shaped tie.

"I would rather kill than humiliate."

These six characters instantly popped into Jiang Yun's mind.

He raised his head slowly, and looked at the butler sadly...

The butler blinked, his face was kind, and he didn't have the killing spirit of those Ilsa soldiers.

Seeing Jiang Yun's expression of resisting to the death, the butler immediately pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Son, I think you have misunderstood." The housekeeper has already confirmed that this young Han man knows that he is holding a woman's dress in his hand, and that this Han man understands Ilsa culture.

This makes Jiang Yun look not like a foreign prisoner of war who cannot communicate, but like a normal Ilsa citizen.

So the old butler took a more cautious attitude, and explained to him kindly: "We need you to wear this suit, because only eighteen girls are invited to the banquet at noon. You know, all gentlemen need dance partners. We don't want them There are too few girls and feel restrained, so you need to wear it to fill up the number, just go through the motions, nothing else will happen.

Your other ten or so brothers are ready next door, and they are all doing well, aren't they? "

Jiang Yun's eyes flickered, and he stared suspiciously at the eyes of the old housekeeper.

Just... for a formality?

The images of "child molestation male slave" that I imagined before were gradually softened by the old butler's calm gaze.

Jiang Yun blushed.

As a virgin, I am really sorry that my thoughts are so unhealthy.

Even if the housekeeper told the truth, the process of putting on the skirt and curly hair still made Jiang Yun almost burn his face to the base of his ears.

However, the fellow prisoners of war had no pressure on this. After all, Han people's clothing itself was similar to skirts, and he didn't know that it was women's clothing.

Apart from the painful process of being tightened and tied again and again by the manservant after putting it on, the prisoner of war did not find this task very difficult.

Jiang Yun wished he could lift his skirt to cover his face the whole time.

What's even more frightening is that in this room, two walls are inlaid with large dressing mirrors.

It is not the bronze mirror commonly used by Han people, but the coated Western mirror, which can illuminate people clearly, and it can make him feel ashamed and indignant ten thousand times at a glance.

The person in the mirror looks so burly.

Although Jiang Yun is thin, he is not short, and his face looks like his mother's, which is particularly beautiful and moving.

This is probably the reason why at his height, he was still selected as a "basic girl".

In comparison, the buddy sitting next to him is even more horrible--dark yellow skin, sparse beard, crooked curly hair, and trembling Erlang legs.

I don't know if the gentlemen will cry and swim back to the motherland to find their mothers when they see this picture.

Because nobles don't need girls early in the morning, they have to wait until noon to enter the luncheon.

Jiang Yun was sitting in a warm room with a glass of sweet milk in his hand, and an attendant in a tuxedo would come forward to refill his glass at any time.

This is simply a kind of enjoyment for prisoners of war who have been overworked for a long time.

They didn't feel the slightest torment from the morning's waiting, and they even seemed nostalgic when they left the room.

The banquet hall is connected by upper and lower floors. The upper floor is a promenade overlooking the platform, which is divided into more than ten VIP rooms.

The tone of white marble and golden edge is solemn and elegant. Only the iron fence handrail of the spiral staircase is painted black, connecting with two white steps, like a black and white lace skirt.

As soon as Jiang Yun entered the banquet hall, he turned into an inconspicuous corner under the stairs to avoid being discovered by the nobles.

This might be an opportunity to find the emperor star, but as far as his attire is concerned, it is definitely not an opportunity suitable for the emperor star to meet.

But the reality made him pretend to be passionate again——

As the butler said, they really came to make up for it.

The "real girls" who were invited to the banquet were also Han Chinese. Although the Ilsa nobles had an unbelievable oriental aesthetic view, it was obvious that they could still distinguish between men and women.

Almost every Han girl was surrounded by three or two Ilsa generals, and the prisoners around them who silently focused on stealing desserts on the table really just made the scene look more balanced between men and women, barely maintaining the aristocratic style.

Jiang Yun was concentrating, his eyes swept over every chiseled gentleman's face, but there was no wave in his heart.

He was not sure if Emperor Xing was present, and confirming the identity of Emperor Xing was not easy to identify by eyes. He had to cut the opponent's finger and use blood to trigger the corresponding astrological change in the dragon vein astrolabe, and the identity could only be determined after success .

But Jiang Yun, as the superstar, logically speaking, he was born to have a strange psychological reaction to the upper-level stars.

It's like when Qi Ye saw him for the first time, he couldn't restrain his natural sense of belonging.

Jiang Yun felt that when facing Emperor Xing, he should also have a kind feeling similar to Qi Ye's towards him.

So it seems that the target is not on the scene.

On the contrary, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked out of the corner calmly.

He just didn't want to meet Emperor Xing for the first time in such a funny dress, and he didn't have to be so restrained for other Irsa people.

Jiang Yun's eyes locked on a pair of gold and red stripes with three silver stars epaulets, which belonged to a colonel of the Ilsa Army——

A man in his early twenties, with brown hair, gray-green pupils, and drooping eyes with a cute temperament like a sheepdog, was sitting alone in the corner of the banquet hall drinking wine.

When Jiang Yun's skirt jumped into his eyes, the colonel immediately raised his head in surprise, like a happy shepherd dog flicking its tail, but the moment he saw Jiang Yun's face clearly, his expression immediately dimmed.

"Another fake girl?" Jiang Yun expressed the other party's feelings as if joking.

The colonel was taken aback by the fluent Ilsa language, then pulled the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself, raised his glass to signal Jiang Yun to sit down, and said with a slightly stupefied expression, "You can speak foreign languages?"

The experience of getting along with Ilsa's doormen when he was young made it easy for Jiang Yun to have a good conversation with each other.

By the end of the luncheon, Jiang Yun became the only "boy and girl" who received an invitation from a military officer.

He followed the colonel to the side hall to participate in the next gambling recreation.

He is not proficient in Western poker games, but he understands the basic rules.

In order to establish a solid relationship with the "prey" colonel, Jiang Yun boasted of his superb gambling skills, which earned him the opportunity to sneak into the casino.

The colonel trusted him very much. After the first two games, he asked Jiang Yun to participate in the game instead of him, and tolerantly told him not to be nervous, and it didn't matter whether he won or lost.

Of course, these words are just polite words, and Jiang Yun can't lose.

But he wants technology but not technology, and experience but not experience, how can he realize his bragging?

It seemed that he could only cheat, Jiang Yun moved his slender fingers quickly.

As a divination wizard, he has practiced thousands of formulas every day since he was a child, and the only extra talent he is good at in life is this extremely proficient technique.

His hands and feet moved extremely smoothly, and his opponents were all decent gentlemen, basically he couldn't think of a game of this level, and someone would dare to cheat.

It's like playing Go between officials from the Ministry of Officials and Shangshu from the Ministry of Justice. Are you willing to secretly move the position of other chess pieces?

In case of being exposed, who can afford to lose this person?

Jiang Yun can afford to lose it.

He cheated in full swing, and in the blink of an eye, the chips in front of him had piled up three to five times.

The colonel at the side admired him so much that he wished he could go to Taoyuan to be sworn brothers with Jiang Yun after the game of poker.

Excessive excitement combined with nervousness and concentration when moving hands and feet made Jiang Yun not notice that the surroundings suddenly became much quieter——

A tall and straight figure stepped into the casino, and the audience was silent. The sound of military boots stepping on the marble could be heard, and every step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone.

The gentlemen at the gaming table were about to stand up and salute, but the figure waved his hand to stop it, walked towards the gaming table with long legs, raised his jaw, and motioned for everyone to continue.

At this time, Jiang Yun had already dealt with the stolen cards in his hand, drew out a pair of Queens of Clubs, and neatly placed them on the table.

Everyone bowed their heads respectfully and continued to gamble. After one lap, the outcome was decided.

Jiang Yun tilted his head and "cast a wink" at the colonel, excitedly threw the cards on the table, showed his hole cards, and won again!

All the gentlemen couldn't help sighing.

Jiang Yun took the chips excitedly and was about to push the cards into the pile when a slender hand suddenly covered his wrist!

With a sudden jump in his heart, Jiang Yun subconsciously wanted to quickly push the cards into the pile, and pushed hard, but the hand that seemed to cover him at will remained motionless, and he couldn't push it away no matter what.

A very pleasant magnetic voice sounded in his ears, very close——

"This square A has appeared for the third time."

It’s over.

Jiang Yun's palms were full of sweat, it was unbelievable, this person couldn't be bluffing him, could he?How could anyone remember all the sorts and suits?

He felt guilty, his body was stiff, and he forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, thinking quickly about countermeasures.

The voice next to her didn't get angry, and she still whispered in her ear in a graceful manner: "Don't worry, miss, there may be something wrong with this deck of cards."

Jiang Yun could hear that the other party intended to let him go, so he slowly raised his head and looked at the person holding his wrist——

Just one glance, for a moment, as if all the lights around were dimmed——

A very beautiful face is close in front of him, with long eyelashes drooping slightly, eyebrows raised, a pair of deep pale golden peach blossom eyes looking straight into his eyes, with a charming smile, and a little childish face, but with An elusive aggression.

High nose bridge, unique nose tip, naturally upturned mouth corners.

The young man in front of him is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is as beautiful as a dream, but he has a natural bastard temperament...

The moment his eyes met Jiang Yun's, the smile on the boy's face quickly froze, and the fingertips on Jiang Yun's wrist flicked away like an electric shock, and an expression called "disgust" quickly condensed between his brows.

"Is it a man?"

Jiang Yun's gender was found out.

The young man took a few steps back as if he had seen a ghost, hurriedly took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the fingertips that had touched Jiang Yun's wrist in disgust.

"Why did you bring prisoners of war into the casino?" The young man looked sideways at the attendants of the casino beside him, his eyes were so cold that they were covered with icy scum.

The attendant turned pale with fright and knelt down on the ground.

Jiang Yun was still frozen in place. The young man in front of him made him feel an indescribable sense of fear in his heart.