Chapter 342: Otto Family

In the morning, the sun was beautiful.

Luther brought a small stool, prepared the fishing rod and sat down to fish. After sitting for a long time, he didn't catch any fish. Instead, a dragonfly flew over and stood on the fishing rod.

The dragonfly looked at Luther and flapped its wings slightly.

It seemed to be mocking Luther's fishing skills.

"Damn it." Luther was very unhappy.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps. Luther threw the fishing rod away, turned around, and said to Auf with a smile: "Little Auf, are you here to play with me?"

"Yes, Uncle Luther." Auf ran all the way, saying as he ran, and wanted to throw himself into Luther's arms. Luther stopped Auf with his hand, and Auf raised his head and looked at Luther with doubtful eyes.

Luther said with a smile: "We met for the first time last night, so I hugged you. But as a man, you can't always act like a girl and throw yourself into an adult's arms and act like a spoiled child."

"I know." Auf showed a look of realization and nodded heavily.

Auf stood in front of Luther very obediently, as if he was a primary school student who had seen his teacher. He asked: "Uncle Luther, are you a knight?"

"Yes, but how did you know?" Luther said casually.

"Uncle ate too much last night. Mom told me that only knights can eat so much." Auf said excitedly.

"So this is how I was exposed." Luther said with a smile.

"I also want to be a knight when I grow up." Auf said.

"Why?" Luther asked casually.

"Because there is a bad guy, I really want to beat him up." Auf waved his little fist and made a fierce look.

"Which bad guy?" Luther asked curiously.

"I can't say." Auf shook his head, and his mood seemed to be a little depressed, and he lowered his head.

"Okay." Luther shrugged.

But the little boy's mood came and went quickly. Auf soon became lively again and started chatting with Luther, and this chat lasted for a whole morning.

At noon, the young couple invited Luther to have dinner together, but Luther declined and fried steak by himself. Anyway, Luther only knew how to fry steak.

In the afternoon, Luther was still alone. But he didn't find it boring, because not only Auf came in the afternoon, but Mr. Paco also came to Luther to chat.

In the pleasant chat, an afternoon passed. In the evening, Marshall still didn't come back, but Mickey and other knights came back.

"How is the situation?" Two knights went to cook, and Luther and Mickey and other remaining knights came to the living room, and Luther asked.

"There is no news. I think I will start with the lord, the Otto family tomorrow. The Otto family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there may be some documents left."

Mickey said in a deep voice.

"Okay. But be gentle. I don't want anything unpleasant to happen with Count Pompey." Luther said.

"Yes." Mickey said.

After the meeting, Luther had dinner with the knights and returned to the upstairs room. He opened the window for ventilation. Alena, the fat dragon, was still sleeping, but she seemed to be half asleep.

Luther sighed and planned to carry Alena off the bed and occupy the big bed alone. But Luther's expression changed at this time and he came to the window.

In the dark, a team came here, with a carriage, escort knights, guards, flags, etc. The team stopped in front of Sydney's house soon.

"Master." Mickey's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in." Luther said without looking back.

Mickey walked in, stood beside Luther, looked at the team below and said, "It's the emblem of the Otto family."

At this time, a young man got off the carriage and went up to knock on the door.

"It's the contemporary knight of the Otto family, Velen, Otto."

Mickey said.

The door opened, and it was Mr. Paco. Mr. Paco looked at Velen with some fear, and Otto kept bowing. Velen, Otto showed impatience, and then went directly into the villa.

After that, Luther didn't know what happened. Mr. Paco came to the hall with Auf and sat down. Auf's body was trembling a little, and Mr. Paco was also pale.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the windows were closed, but the lights were on. There was a gasp of men and women.

Luther's face was normal. He retracted his eyes, closed the window, pulled up the curtains, and looked up at Mickey. Mickey's face was a little red and a little angry.

"Angry?" Luther smiled and came to the cabinet in the bedroom. He bent down to take out two bottles of wine, opened them, and handed one of them to Mickey.

Mickey took the bottle and drank a sip, but his face returned to normal.

"Master, don't worry. I am a soldier of the Pompeii family. I will not let my personal feelings affect me." Mickey said solemnly.

"Excellent." Luther smiled and took a sip of wine.

"However, this guy named Velen came to someone else's house and made love with the other person's wife in front of her husband and son. He is really a piece of shit."

Mickey, as a noble, was not elegant, but not vulgar, but he spitted rudely at this time.

"This is my bedroom." Luther frowned with a bit of disgust.

"I'm sorry, young master." Mickey apologized quickly, then took out a handkerchief and wiped off the traces.

"Go back to work, and find a way to get close to Mr. Veron tomorrow and find out the whereabouts of the Habsburg royal family." Luther said.

"Yes." Mickey responded and turned away. Luther saw that his hands were clenched into fists when he left, obviously trying his best.

"Mickey is a very upright boy, but he is angry not only because of his uprightness, but mainly because the lady is very, very beautiful, so beautiful that she doesn't look like a human being, and boys are always soft-hearted towards beautiful women."

Luther raised the wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp as if it were beer, then got Alena off the bed and slept alone in bed.

Luther woke up early the next morning. He pushed Alena away helplessly. After becoming a human, did this fat dragon also like to sleep in bed?

He had obviously taken her downstairs last night.

After getting up, Luther opened the curtains and opened the windows to let in enough sunlight. Then he went downstairs, washed up, and started to eat breakfast.

The knights went to get the news, and they prepared breakfast for Luther very considerately.

After eating, Luther really had nothing to do, so he went back to his old job of fishing, although he didn't catch a single fish.

And he was laughed at by the dragonfly.

"Uncle Luther, Uncle Luther." Little Auf came running breathlessly and stood in front of Luther, supporting his knees with his little hands, and he couldn't bear it.

"Auf, didn't you say you wanted to be a knight? You can't be so weak." Luther said with a smile.