367.Chapter 365 364 Huh! You guys don’t rob men anymore? It’s no fun!

Chapter 365: 364. eek! You guys don’t rob men anymore? It’s no fun!

This place, Transylvania, was actually quite evil.

Maybe it’s really because of the bad feng shui, just when Murphy was chanting that Miss Bicky was a procrastinator, the Xavier family’s eldest lady was bringing her escort cum hairdresser cum good girlfriend, Ms. Livin, to aggressively block Miriam who was about to get off work.

Because of Miriam’s position as the Scarlet Consul, her “security level” in the Scarlet Castle had long been filled by Murphy.

Not only will she be escorted in and out by a special “bulletproof carriage”, but she will also be protected by at least three elite witch hunters at all times, and at night when she travels, she will also be protected by vampires in the shadows by Tris’s personal guard captain, “Crazy Woman” Bonnie.

But so many measures in fact Miriam is not very need, because the psychic master and blood vulture grand duchess Tris always maintain the whole city’s psychic senses.

In the event that something really goes wrong, an instantaneous transfer from the Blood Vulture Grand Duke is much more effective than any measure.

However, as a local consul, there should still be some style, we can’t wait for Tris to come out when anything happens.

After all, security is something that is often more symbolic than practical, on this point, a certain Little Baka’s strongest bloodline former prime minister who was reincarnated in another world due to his open-mindedness has a great right to speak.

He was physically using his own life as the cost to prove to everyone, no matter what security immortal or what deep hidden beautiful bodyguards are not as good as the usual exercise of identity to remain vigilant, the most important thing is to usually do less bad deeds do not provoke so many enemies than anything useful.

I’m getting ahead of myself, so let’s get back to the interesting story that’s going on in Transylvania.

When the scarlet consul’s carriage just drove out of the administrative office, it was blocked by two girls in front of him, and Miss Bicky even blocked in front of the car with a big grin, with her hands spread out in a posture of “I won’t allow you to pass unless you run me over”.

The evening wind blew through the street at this moment, blowing up Miss Becky’s long blonde hair, and also made the curtain of the carriage sway, revealing Miriam who was dozing in the middle of it.

She was really too tired, and did not manage to notice the movement in front of her at the first time.

However, the three witch hunter guards at the side of the carriage were very dutiful, they immediately drew their weapons, and the last one driving the carriage also pinched a red oak seed in preparation for releasing the protective psychic energy, fully demonstrating their strong strength in this aspect of protection.

The crowd, however, did not attack immediately, but exchanged glances with each other.

Because they all knew this pretty blonde girl in front of them, in the past two days, Biki always followed the civil protection officer, Lord Kudel, along with the city streets, and because of Lord Kudel’s high reputation among the civilians, this “enemy country’s big lady” from the Anjou region was also known by many people.

“Ms. Becky, what are you doing here?”

Miriam’s escort leader, Norman, a veteran of Natalie’s squad, retrieved his weapon, and with an iron face, he marched forward and asked in a low voice:
“If it’s official business, please put it in the early morning tomorrow to visit the consul, Miriam-sama who has worked so hard for Transylvania is very tired right now.

She desperately needs to go back to her quarters and rest.”

“It’s precisely because it’s a private matter that I have to wait until after the consul-sama is off work, I can’t afford to take up her work time with my own business.”

Miss Becky said with a big grin:

“I just want to talk to her about my fiancé, you guys don’t have to worry about it, you can see that Livian and I don’t even have weapons with us.”

The four witch hunters by the wagon were stunned at the same time when this was said.

Veteran Norman was wearing a mask so he couldn’t see his true expression, but in reality Norman was shocked in his heart as well.

After all, this kind of thing in front of him, a young lady stopping another honorable lady and saying by name that she wants to talk to her about her fiancé, no matter what country, what background, and what time period it is, it is an extremely explosive and exciting topic!

Doesn’t this sum up to the three words “robbing a man”?
Damn it!

I have heard that these nobles play flowers, today I see really extraordinary.

Of course, Norman and Miriam are not the first day to know each other, he doesn’t believe that Scarlet Consul will do this kind of indiscretions, not to mention, the intensity of her work every day is not even enough time to sleep and rest, how can she still have time to play this kind of tune ah?
Therefore after a short period of shock, Norman immediately retorted in his cold and hoarse unpleasant tone:

“You’re joking, as a Black Iron Knight you still need a weapon to hurt an ordinary person?

We are not allowed to allow you to approach the consul on such occasions, if you must talk to her then please go to the secretariat and make an appointment in advance.

Perhaps on the morrow Ms. Miriam can find the time to speak with you.”

“But I am leaving tomorrow.”

Miss Beech sighed:
“I’ve spent the last few days at Scarlet Castle just watching you and the Yankees fight, and the excitement has been real, and I’ve ended up doing none of the right things, and I just wanted to have a few words with Ms. Miriam before I left.

I know it’s hard for you to trust me as a nobleman of the Goldenrod Kingdom, but how about this? Why don’t you take a letter to Ms. Miriam for me?

When I find an opportunity later, I’ll come back to visit again.”

“This is fine.”

Norman nodded, and Miss Beech was instantly about to write a letter out where she was, but just then, Miriam’s puzzled voice came from the carriage:

“Why stop here? Is something wrong? Huh, isn’t this Miss Beech? What are you doing here?”

Miriam, who had just dozed off, lifted the curtains and looked out, just in time to see Bikki and Livin, who were blocking the road ahead.

She had already learned about the connection between these two girls and Sir Kudel from Adele and Sheren, so she rightfully regarded them as “one of us”, and didn’t treat them as hostile just because they came from the Golden Sparrow Kingdom.

“You wanted to talk to me about your fiancé? Is it Fraser-senpai?”

The consul had heard about what had just happened from the female escort who was driving the car, and she had never imagined that this kind of drama could actually happen to her.

She rubbed her brow in exasperation and laughter, and said with a tired tone:

“Get in the car so we can talk about this.”

“But won’t it affect your rest?”

Ms. Becky surveyed Miriam’s dark circles that were so thick that they needed to be covered with aristocratic glasses and the exhaustion in her eyes that she couldn’t hide, and she tilted her head as she spoke:

“I thought you might be shirking your duties before, but I now confirm that you really don’t have the time to waste on this kind of thing, why don’t you wait until I come over next time?”

“After you go back to Anjou this time, if you want to come over to Transylvania again you’ll probably have to wait for the end of the Black Plague at least.”

Miriam said in a gentle tone:
“Even if we don’t consider your family’s factor, just considering that the current scale of the Black Calamity is unknown right now, so it’s highly likely that this will be our last meeting.

I don’t know how you think about it.

But if I were in your position facing this kind of issue that concerns my life, then I wouldn’t leave the problem for later.

Come on up.

It’s a bit of a distance from here to where I live, and if it’s just about Fraser, then we won’t use much time.”

At Miriam’s insistent invitation, Miss Beech stepped into the carriage.

Ms. Livin stayed outside as her escort just sitting with the female witch hunter who was driving while keeping her ears open to eavesdrop on the conversation in the carriage.

This was immediately noticed by the driving witch hunter.

But she didn’t stop it because she was also listening.

Not only her, the other three witch hunters escorting the caravan, including Norman, were inadvertently maximizing their senses, even His Excellency Governor Murphy, who would be hiding in the shadows beside the street, pretending to be out on an inspection walk.

He flew over at the very first moment after he learned through Revernor’s eyes in the Blood Vulture Corridor that Becky and Miriam were about to start a “manhunt”, intending to “eat on the spot and watch from the sidelines”.

In this matter, he is definitely on Miriam’s side.

But Ms. Bi Qi’s peculiar character and her and the blood vulture clan “with relatives” life and let a person really do not hate up, if the two girls really fight, Murphy absolutely must be the first time to show up to stop so as not to “hurt the peace”, but in the development of hair pulling and slapping before, Murphy is still beautiful. Before the development of hair pulling fan slapping, Murphy or beautiful eat this melon.

In Transy Adam Governor’s days can be too boring, every day’s life trajectory is fixed and boring.

In addition to fencing with Necessary Evil, it is left to attack and defend with Tris, wipe the ass of small players and think about how to develop the future of Transylvania all day long, the only entertainment left is to watch other people blowing their brains out on the forums.

The only entertainment left is to watch other people blow their brains out on the forums. I can’t wait for this kind of “explosive” event, I, Lord Murphy, will definitely eat this melon until I can’t hold on!

However, what disappointed Murphy and several other eavesdroppers was that after Becky sat down in the carriage, there wasn’t a big tearing up between the two girls that people would love to see.

On the contrary, the main focus of their conversation was to “present the facts and reasoning”.

Because of Transylvania’s current tight supplies, even the carriage the consul rode in didn’t seem to have much luxury, at least in Bicki’s opinion, her own family’s six housekeepers went out to ride in a car that was better than this one of Miriam.

But the appearance does not represent the inner.

Especially when it comes to things related to “power”!
Becky knew very well that the red-haired girl with a tired face, who was two years younger than her, was currently in a position equivalent to the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of the Golden Sparrow in Transylvania’s power system.

Even her own father would have to lower his attitude when facing such a figure, so she didn’t open her mouth right away, but waited for Miriam to take the initiative.

“First of all, I want to clarify one point.”

Miriam picked up her own glass of water.

It was a “thermos” given to her by one of the best blacksmiths among the small players at the moment, Hundred Forge Dama, who had hand-rolled it and kept hot water in it all year round.

The Transylvanians didn’t have the habit of drinking hot water, but Murphy thought it would be easy and once this small detail was discovered, it would be the best way to bring Miriam and the small players closer together.

The consul twisted off the lid of her water cup and took a sip of the hot tea to dissipate some of her fatigue as she gave an easygoing smile and spoke to Becky:

“Fraser and I don’t have anything more than friends, in fact, I’m more wary of him than I am of anyone else.

It’s because that senior of mine has grown into an outstanding intelligence gatherer during the Ten Years’ War.

It was clear to me that during the period when he was ordered to come to Transylvania to record the story of Salokdar’s death, he approached me with an agenda.

Under these circumstances, I don’t think you have to worry about some different spark between me and him.

And on a personal note, I do admire him quite a bit.

However, that’s just about it.”

“But he is to you.”

Miss Beech said with a queer look in her eyes:
“Well, you wouldn’t suppose he could have imagined some of the things he described to me about you, and all I can say is that in this case you two have pretty wildly different senses of each other.

You don’t even know what he’s done for you all this time. Besides, I didn’t come here to pick a fight with you and ask you to leave Fraser, Hon. Miriam, I’m not that careful.

In fact, I haven’t spent the last few days in the Scarlet Fortress following my grandfather around, I have my own plans to find out about you from other people.

I wanted to see what kind of image you had in the eyes of the others.

I have to say that the news I inquired about was equally as different from the impression I had of you before I set out.

I never imagined that a woman younger than my age could be so highly acclaimed in Transylvania, a place of fierce folk.

I have seen more than one mother encourage her daughter by saying that she should learn from you, and that in future she should become a woman as honored and distinguished as you.

The people you have sheltered seem to have come to regard you as a symbol of this great land, and I even have a feeling that for the natives they love you even more than they fear Governor Murphy!

Perhaps this is because you were born in Transylvania, and are more ‘rooted’ than Lord Murphy in this regard?”

“Is that so? Then it seems that my hard work over this period of time has paid off, and that’s enough to make me feel relieved.”

Miriam smiled.

This time she laughed very happily taking another big gulp of her hot tea before she relaxed and stretched her body, then said to Ms. Becky:

“So what kind of image do I have in your eyes? Bikki, may I call you Bikki? Or shall I call you Ms. Xavier?”

“Whatever, my grandfather even called me ‘Peachy’, what an old man’s harmonic malapropism.”

Ms. Becky rolled her eyes.

As an awesome Knight Hime who had inherited the Nantes Ranger’s courageous aura, she didn’t care what others would call her.

Still, in the face of Miriam’s question, she thought for a moment with her slick brain that she didn’t often use before frowning and saying:
“You’re the kind of person who never appeared in my plans for my own life.”

“Huh?”

The reply was characteristic enough to make Miriam’s eyes widen before she heard Bikki explain:

“I’ve been listening to my father tell me stories about my grandfather’s adventures since I was a little girl, and perhaps it was the fact that I heard so many of those knight stories as a child that caused me to grow up very differently from all the other girls.

I didn’t like dresses, jewelry, makeup, or all those boys surrounding me.

But I was interested in beating them up.

I love warhorses, collecting weapons and armor, and going out on adventures in disguise after Raven.

Even just listening to the wayward travelers in the taverns tell stories that took them a few minutes to make up would keep me happy all day.

Before I came to Transylvania, my greatest ambition was to become a brave knight like my grandfather, who left a legacy in history.

I don’t really like Fraser either.

I prefer to call him my good brother .”

“Pfft.”

Miriam didn’t hold back and burst out laughing on the spot.

Bikki laughed as well.

Some of the tension in her mind let go completely in this moment, and she even changed her sitting position from the annoying ladylike stance to the more comfortable and relaxed but somewhat too big and undignified warrior stance.

She leaned back into the car seat opposite Miriam and shrugged her shoulders:

“I’m not kidding oh~.
In the city of Nantes Fraser and I had agreed that if fate pushed us that far then I wouldn’t mind giving him a child.

After all, it’s about a marriage between two families, and as much as I don’t like it, I have to make the necessary sacrifices and pay for my family.

Who made me a girl?

I was destined to not be able to choose my destiny the moment I was born, but these past few days in Transylvania have shaken my thoughts, and the reason for the shaking is you, Ms. Miriam.

In you I see another possibility for being a woman!
It’s another possibility that’s more than becoming a knightess of history, and I can’t help but wonder if I were of your origin, if I would have done better than you if I had been in your position.

But every time I think about it it ends in disappointment.

My head and my heart and the disdainful eyes of my detractor, Raven, are telling me that I’m not cut out for this.”

She paused and addressed Miriam seriously:
“Miriam can be a better Becky, but Becky is hardly an outstanding Miriam, and I have to admit that Fraser’s pursuit of you didn’t just stem from a man’s desire for a woman.

You are indeed a very attractive lady.

And it’s not just because of your outstanding face; your story has only just begun, but it’s already more exciting than the last twenty years of my life.

We are not on the same level at all.

I lost.

This is the first time since I was a child that I have so willingly conceded defeat to another woman in a matter, and I will quit with honor if you want .”

“Quit what? Raise your head and look me in the eye!”

Miriam sipped her tea.

Putting on the majesty of a consul, she stared sternly at Biki, her eyes sharp as knives.

Under the gaze of such a superior who already had an accumulated aura, Ms. Becky moved her body somewhat uncomfortably even slightly changing her sitting position to make herself tense up again.

“Are you going to treat yourself and me as commodities that can be picked by Fraser-senpai at will? Bikki, is the value of your existence nothing more than the accoutrements and trophies of some male’s life?

I’ve heard that you also studied History on the Chardonnay Peninsula, but if Professor Malcolm had heard what you just said, he would have been very disappointed.

I told you from the beginning, Bikki, I don’t like Fraser.

Even if I did like him, I wouldn’t ask you to quit to make us whole; one person’s happiness shouldn’t be based on destroying another person’s happiness, and right now you’re his fiancée!
So show some class and don’t act like a kitten who’s admitted defeat.

Such a style doesn’t suit you.”

She put down her glass of water and reached out to take Bikki’s hand.

She said seriously:

“You’re no one’s sidekick much less a cake to be taken by anyone, and you were wrong about Miriam being any more powerful than Brave Bikki.

You are also in my eyes what I never dared to imagine I would become in my life.

In addition, you may have underestimated my intelligence network as the Scarlet Consul, in fact, when you were attacked on the Transylvanian border, I knew that this conversation between you and I would definitely take place.

But you were frank beyond my expectations.

It’s even a bit silly and cute.

I’m sure they’ll like you now that I’ve confirmed it!

You might even replace Lady Tris in their hearts and become the most sought after ‘Knight Queen’ in Transylvania.”

“They?”

Becky asked suspiciously:
“Who?”

“The warriors of Transylvania.”

Miriam narrowed her eyes, looking Bikki up and down as if she were surveying an outstanding work of art, and she said:

“Your grandfather had led them to rout the jackals entrenched throughout Transylvania, and now he’s just stepped down as Warrior Commander, but I think you might be the perfect successor.

Therefore, I am here to invite you in the name of the Scarlet Consul of Transylvania, Bikki, and I would like you to stay here, in the Scarlet Fortress.

Don’t you want to become a knight as great as the Nantes Ranger?
Believe me!
You’ll never find a starting point as fantastic as ours anywhere else on the continent, and the most imposing and fearless warriors you can think of are yearning for a true knightly leader.

I’m also sure that one day you’ll be a woman of distinction that men like Fraser will have to look up to, I’m beyond sure of that!
Stay, Becky.

Transylvania, full of darkness and crisis but destined to rise, is the perfect stage for you.”

In response to Miriam’s gracious invitation, Becky’s reaction was
“Huh?”

“Huh? That’s it that’s it?”

Meanwhile Murphy, who was peering into the shadows at the side of the wagon, looked disappointed.

What a rush to come only to hear these defeats, in front of Miriam who had already grown up, Becky’s segment was just too low, she was simply crushed all the way through.

The rhythm of the conversation from the beginning was completely by the cunning consul secretly mastered, and finally came to an anti-client divine twist.

Although Miriam’s proposal makes Murphy also quite heartwarming, although this kind of “blonde beautiful girl in order to save the life of the world and voluntarily debut as a knight idol” the king of the story is also very touching, but this is not in any way Murphy hope to hear in tonight’s “steal the man battle” ah!

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