Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan ignored the flustered Mr. Johnson, turned back to his room, he threw himself on the big bed with some annoyance, these things today really made him Some were unexpected.

But because of his anger, he foolishly exposed his cards, and now he must stabilize Johnson first.

Evan sat up from the bed suddenly, I'm afraid it won't work today, tomorrow... He must have a deep talk with Johnson.

Evan slept very restlessly that night, fearing that Mr. Johnson would do something unexpected that would affect the whole thing this time.

Evan got up early the next morning. After he packed himself, he went downstairs directly. The breakfast was already ready, and it was still self-service. For breakfast, he deliberately chose a secluded corner to sit down. He didn't want the dramatic scene from yesterday to happen again.

After Evan finished his breakfast, the other people upstairs also came down one after another. The gentlemen and ladies of this era did not have the habit of getting up early. They would sleep until after nine o'clock. Get up, which represents a sense of status superiority.

Duke Wilson was the first to come down. When he saw Evan sitting in the living room early, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mr. Reverend, why are you so early?" Duke Wilson always believed that he had an earlier schedule than many others.

Evan smiled and looked very gentle.

"I usually do morning classes, so I get up very early."

Evan's tone was steady, but Duke Wilson was still a little embarrassed.

"You...hope you get something out of this hunt."

Duke Wilson's voice was a little unstable, but Evan looked at Duke Wilson in surprise: "Are you going to hunt today?"

These people were partying all night yesterday, do they still have the energy to hunt today?

"Yes." Duke Wilson replied dryly.

The two of them were talking, and the other men and women upstairs also came down one after another, Duke Wilson turned around uncomfortably, and began to greet the other guests .

Evan stood where he was, watching Duke Wilson talking to others, the discomfort in his heart became more and more serious.

It was already ten o'clock when everyone finished their breakfast, and then they vigorously walked towards the duke's forest.

These gentlemen have their own horses, and Evan does not own a horse, so the horse he rides is a docile mare lent to him by Duke Wilson.

Evan likes his mount very much. He doesn't have much enthusiasm for hunting, but more because of that, so he just wants to be safe.

Evan has been following the Duke since he entered the forest. Although he remembers the assassination, he does not remember which day it happened, so he needs to be prepared at all times .

Duke Wilson also noticed Evan's following. For some reason, he was a little happy in his heart. He pretended to turn his head to look at Evan inadvertently, but found that he was looking at the void with a somewhat absent expression. , doesn't seem to care much about him.

Duke Wilson turned his head in a fit of anger and rushed out.

Evan was still wandering too much, but he was shocked at this time. When he looked at it, he found that Duke Wilson had rushed out 20 meters away, and Evan hurriedly chased after him.

Ya's figure, if Alia rushed to the front at this time, all his calculations would be gone.

Evan chased after him in a hurry. Fortunately, the Duke did not really plan to stay away from Evan. After he rushed out a dozen meters, he regretted it. He wanted to turn back and felt a little ashamed. , When he was hesitating, he found that Evan was catching up, and the Duke's heart suddenly felt a little joy, and his eyes were different when he looked at Evan.

"I'm sorry, I just saw a prey." The Duke pursed his lips and said somewhat reservedly.

Evan chased slightly out of breath, but he couldn't complain, so he could only say: "My lord, I am not familiar with this mountain forest, and I would like to ask you to take care of it."

The duke sank in thought, which was different from what he imagined, but in this situation, the duke could not say anything, so he had to hold back the loss in his heart and continue to drive horses with Evan Go ahead.

Because of this reason, the road here is not easy to walk. There is only a small road left when hunting in the past, and the surrounding branches can easily catch people's clothes and hair.

Evan was a little embarrassed, but Duke Wilson is obviously a veteran and very handy.

Looking at Evan's embarrassed appearance, Duke Wilson turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Reverend, you can't do this..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly swept out from the bushes. Evan felt that he had hardly any thoughts. He swooped towards Duke Wilson, and under the duke's stunned gaze, he protected the duke under his body.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his back, his eyes turned black, and he fell into Duke Wilson's arms. Before he lost consciousness, he was still thinking, also I don't know if the piece of iron that I sewed in the back of my clothes is working or not.

Duke Wilson's reaction ability is much faster than Evan's. When Evan was shot for the first time, he quickly took Evan in his arms and got into the grass next to him , and then there were two gunshots, but due to Duke Wilson's quick response, he just scratched Duke Wilson's arm, while Evan was tightly embraced by him.

Duke Wilson moved quickly back along the grass, his arm was still bleeding, but the hand holding Evan was very steady.

This time is hunting time, others will not come even if they hear gunfire, he must run to a safe area alone.

He quickly ran towards the way he came, and the gunfire behind him gradually moved away. The two of them had been scared away, Duke Wilson could only drag Evan with one hand, while Running hard to the outside.

It was a pair of big hands that seemed to grab his heart.

Duke Wilson felt the wetness of his hand around his back, and he hardly dared to look down at his hand.

He knelt on the ground like that, half-armed Evan, looking a little confused.

After a while, someone finally heard a voice, Duke Wilson looked up, but found that Steward Chris led a group of people leading the Duke's horse and ran towards them.

It turned out that the horse they ran away came back to the manor. Butler Chris noticed something was wrong, and finally this old horse who knew the way brought Butler Chris here.

"Sir." Butler Chris saw the blood on the Duke's body from a distance, ran over with a pale face, and knelt down beside the Duke.

"You...you..." His hands trembled a little, barely daring to touch Duke Wilson.

Duke Wilson looked at Steward Chris with trembling lips, his face ashen: "Save him!"

His voice was short and deep, if it wasn't for Butler Chris being close at hand, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hear it.

Butler Chris saw Evan in Duke Wilson's arms with no blood on his face.

"Pastor Bruce!" He exclaimed, "What the **** is going on? Your lord, are you injured?"

Duke Wilson almost squeezed out a sentence: "I'm fine, save him!"

Butler Chris had never heard the Duke speak like this, with a hint of ferocity of a beast, and at the same time a despair with no way out.

"Sir..." Butler Chris looked at Duke Wilson in a daze, almost speechless.

But Dr. Hester, who came behind, caught up immediately. He had been staying in the manor before, and this time he came out with Butler Chris.

After a moment, he immediately pressed the bleeding wound tightly with a towel, and whispered: "The wound is not deep, it should not hurt the heart or lungs, hurry up and send Mr. Pastor back!"

Dr. Hester's words at this time are more effective than others. The Duke finally recovered, and was about to put Evan on the stretcher that came with Butler Chris. The footman carried Evan and ran towards the manor.

On the way, Duke Wilson's face was very terrifying, almost no one dared to approach him, he pressed the wound on Evan's back with one hand, looking at Evan's eyes, almost no People dare to look directly.

When I got back to the manor, none of the people who went out before came back. Only Mr. Johnson was still in the living room because he got up late, so he was still nostalgic in the living room. The gentleman stood up abruptly, and the pipe in his hand fell to the ground.

Duke Wilson ignored Mr. Johnson at all, lifted Evan from the stretcher and walked towards the second floor.

Looking at the hurried back of the Duke, Mr. Johnson couldn't help frowning. If he read it correctly, the person who was in the Duke's arms just now should be Pastor Bruce.

Thinking of this Mr. Johnson had an idea in his heart for some reason, if only he died, all his troubles could be solved with such a small step, Mr. Johnson was frightened by his own thoughts A jump.

He looked at the Duke's room, and the Duke just carried Evan into that place.

If, just say if, Mr. Johnson very much hope that the righteous Mr. Pastor can stay there forever and never come out again.

For the first time in his life, Mr. Johnson hooked his index finger with his middle finger, and he was looking forward to this happening.