The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Sigard's celebration party has become a carnival.

The danger of breaking the city before and the pressure that was weighing on everyone suddenly dissipated, bringing the ultimate release.

The gentlemen laughed without pretense, ate meat, drank wine and talked dirty.

The ladies looked at the men in the field with bright eyes, looking for suitable prey for them.

Of course, Hardy is the most popular one.

Originally, there were many men who wanted to talk to Hardy and build a relationship.

But around Hardy, there were two circles of women.

Anyone with a bit of beauty and a bit of confidence in themselves would come to Hardy's side.

There's no way...what woman wouldn't like a handsome boy with money, power, strength and looks.

Hardy dealt with them politely, chatting and laughing with ease.

As a local lord, Charles was sitting on a high platform. He was injured and could not attend the banquet. He could only watch from the sidelines.

Deville wore a burgundy dress and came up with a glass of wine, then put the rim of the glass to Charles's mouth and fed her husband to drink.

At the same time, he smiled and said: "Let me serve our heroic and injured lord."

Hearing his wife's teasing, Charles rolled his eyes helplessly: "Just let the maids take care of this. You have to entertain these guests and control the drunkards who may happen at any time."

"Don't worry, they will be very gentlemen." Deville smiled and turned to look at Hardy, who was surrounded by women: "Because there is a big shot here, and no matter how crazy they are, they have to leave some dignity for themselves."

Charles looked at the handsome young man in the crowd and said with envy: "Honestly, we men feel excited when we see such a man. It's normal for you women to pounce on him when we see him."

Deville looked at Hardy in the crowd and smiled: "I also like Mr. Hardy very much, but who asked me to meet you first."

After she finished speaking, she looked back at her husband and blinked, full of coquettishness and tenderness.

Charles smiled happily. If he hadn't been handicapped now, he would have hugged his wife and turned her around a few times on the spot, and then kissed her passionately to show his overflowing emotions.

The celebration party lasted very late.

Almost all the guests left except Hardy.

He was solemnly invited by Charles to stay here, and several beautiful maids were sent to serve him.

Hardy took a bath for himself to wash away the smell of perfume.

Almost all types of perfume are goods from the elves.

But before the elves were conquered by the evil god, now the perfume has been temporarily out of stock, and the price has skyrocketed.

It's just that these wealthy women still have a lot of inventory.

Even if you borrow money, you have to buy some and spray it on yourself, otherwise you will lose face at the banquet.

After taking a shower, he was about to go to bed when he heard the door being opened with a key.

The corridor outside was very dark, and a dark figure flashed in, then walked directly to the big bed and lay down.

The dark clouds parted in time, and the bright moonlight shone in from outside.

In the silver dots of light, there seemed to be bright flames burning on the large white bed covered with velvet.

The long red hair seems to be spread out, and paired with the burgundy but somewhat messy long skirt, it looks like a blooming red rose.

Touches of touching snow color are looming among the messy burgundy color, arousing the young man's nerves.

Hardy lowered his head, admiring the beautiful scenery, and said with a smile: "Your husband didn't drink today!"

"I put a sleeping pill in the soup he drank." Deville's eyes were blurry. When she spoke, she arched her chest upwards, which made her body look more attractive: "He won't sleep until noon tomorrow. , will never wake up.”

"So we have enough time?"

"Yes." Deville opened his hands and opened his arms: "So, give me happiness, my lovely dark horse prince."

Hardy smiled and touched him gently.

Deville's appearance was the worst of all Hardy's women.

But the combination of Deville's temperament, figure, and special wild style made her very attractive.

Hardy felt very happy playing against such a woman.

The next day, near noon, Hardy left the Lord's Mansion.

Deville, who had a gorgeous and charming face, bid farewell to Hadi at the door of the City Lord's Mansion and returned to his bedroom.

At this time, Charles had just woken up.

"Oh my god, how did I sleep until now." Charles looked at the bright sunshine outside the window with a look of shock on his face: "I didn't even entertain Mr. Hardy. This is so rude."

Deville had already changed into the white clothes she wore at home. She pressed Charles's body as he tried to get up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Hardy has left. Don't worry, he was very satisfied with our reception last night."

"That's it!" Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

"In addition, he also said that we should wait for the news with peace of mind. He will follow up on Sgard's joining France. Regarding the rebels, he will personally negotiate with the rebel queen." Deville smiled. Said: "So just rest in peace and recover."

Charles lay his upper body back on the bed. He held his wife's hand and said guiltily, "I'm so useless. I always have accidents at critical moments, leaving you busy."

Deville shook his head: "We are husband and wife, as we should be."

At this time, she hesitated to speak.

Charles asked: "What's wrong?"

"Charles, let's have a baby," Deville said with a smile.

When Charles heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed and wanted to sit up, but this movement caused injuries to his feet. He groaned in pain and sat back down.

But he didn't care about his injury at all. He asked in surprise: "Deville, are you willing to have a baby?"

"Well...I think it's time."

"Okay." Charles laughed loudly: "I will recover from the injury as soon as possible. Our child...if it is a boy, he will be called Tony, and if it is a girl, he will be called Pepper."

Seeing Charles talking, Deville's eyes were full of tenderness.

On the other side, Hardy returned to Louisian County with the Silver Wings.

After this battle, he seemed to have gained nothing except a night of fun.

But in fact, strategic expansion is much more important than apparent monetary gains.

Although the former Sgard County and Hardy's Louisian County were originally friendly territories that opened markets to each other.

But after all, Sgard County is also the territory of Amikan. If the two sides get too close, people will gossip.

In fact, some people in France have already secretly criticized Hadi for this matter.

Although Queen Sissi believes in Hadi very much, if too many people gossip, it will still have a great impact on Hadi's reputation.

But now that Sgard County has become France's territory, the meaning is different.

All of Hardy's previous 'problems' have turned into achievements.

He and Sigard were so close before, so it turned out that they were trying to instigate each other!

Then Hardy's popularity rose significantly.

Back at their home, Petola and Sophie "received the wind and washed away the dust" of Hadi together.

After a day and night of absurdity, Hardy started to deal with business.

First, he reported to the royal family about the addition of Sgard County to France, wrote a letter and asked the messenger to take it.

Then he waited at home, waiting for Queen Yejieka to come to him and cause trouble through diplomatic relations.

After all, Hadi had indeed dealt a serious blow to Yejieka's 'deployment'.

But instead of waiting for Ye Jieka to question, the elves sent Angelina Fanhua over.

Long time no see, Angelina came looking for me with a big belly.

But Hardy was shocked.

Angelina's other parts are still very slender, only her belly is bigger, which is obviously pregnant.

"my child?"

In the study, Hardy's voice was trembling.

In terms of mental age, he is actually middle-aged.

There is a certain degree of acceptance for future generations.

And Patience said before that it would be difficult for ordinary women to conceive his child, but Angelina is an elf and is quite strong, so maybe a miracle can happen.

But the biggest problem now is that Angelina has a husband, and her husband did not die in the last evil god's coming.

If it were really my own child, it would be very troublesome.

But Hardy thinks this can solve this problem.

Angelina shook her head and stroked her belly with a motherly expression: "It's not yours. My husband was lucky enough to survive on the battlefield. He felt that he only had two children, which was still too few, so he decided to have another child. "

well!

Hardy was a little disappointed.

Angelina walked up to Hardy, kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will have your own child in the future. If not, I will help you give birth."

"Your husband will beat me to death." Hardy laughed.

"Then give birth secretly." Angelina smiled and said: "We elves often go out to practice. If I get pregnant, I will use this reason to go out and hide for two or three years, which is enough to give birth to the child. "

The elves' concept of time is different from that of humans.

It is normal for the elves to travel outside for two or three years.

It's almost like a human being camping outside the town for two or three days.

"Then what brought you here this time?" Hardy asked curiously.

"Our queen wants to see you, please come over." Angelina said with a smile: "It seems to be about foreign trade. After all, our elves are full of waste and need a lot of supplies."

"Okay, I'll go with you now." Hardy stood up.

"No rush." ​​Angelina lay on the table and lifted up the most beautiful part of the Elf: "Don't you want to try what it feels like in this state of mine?"

I have to say that Angelina in this posture has a strange attraction.

She has a slender figure and looks very beautiful in this posture.

What's more important is her current identity.

Hardy thought it would be quite fun.

Then more than an hour later, the two went out. (End of chapter)