William touched his face speechlessly.

With the appearance of the assassin, you can all faint in fright?

So far, William has received a total of three "punishments" from the middle two systems, namely [Careerist's Face], [Assassin's Appearance], and [Wolf Gu].

All three of these skills are passive skills that are activated all year round, and they all have a rather subtle feature - they are not "forced".

When William's emotions fluctuate greatly, he can break through the facial paralysis caused by [Careerist's Face] and make certain expressions, and when his behavior is too suspicious, [Assassin's Appearance] can't make others let down their vigilance and see themselves as harmless ordinary people.

But although it will not be enforced, the effect of [Assassin's Appearance] is still very powerful, it can make the dignified queen let down her guard in front of her, it can make the dead female knight open her heart quickly, and can make the elf niece with a short circuit in her head open her mouth to call her father......

It is true that his handsome face is the main reason, but the strength of [Assassin's Appearance] is also undoubted.

Thinking of this, William's face became serious.

The invincible [Assassin's Appearance] actually lost his mind when facing these two little witches, and the younger witch's performance was even more exaggerated, and she only glanced at herself and fainted screaming.

So the question is - in the eyes of these two little girls, what image am I?

......

Carly put her arms around her fainting sister and looked at William in horror.

Just by looking at it, she was so frightened that she couldn't restrain herself from trembling, trembling like a quail frightened only by firecrackers.

This man's facial features are not very clear, but his eyes are frighteningly cold, and his eyes do not even fluctuate at all, as if he does not see himself as a human being.

The look was familiar, similar to that of the big men who occasionally appeared in town, called the tax collectors.

It was obviously a "life and death situation", but a strange thought surged into the little witch's heart. Dad only sighed when he spoke of the Duke, but he trembled when he spoke of the tax collector, so he said - the tax collector actually means the king, right?

Thinking of the tax collector who took away her mother, she shrunk and hugged her sister in her arms, this person...... You don't want to snatch your sister away, do you?Anyway, those tax collectors were so fierce until they ordered Lady Ruiji, who was passing by, to pay the road tax......

When she thought of this, the little witch couldn't help but feel shocked, for her, who had never left the town in her life, the man with cold eyes = the tax officer< the witch who killed the tax officer, so ......

The body of the black-robed witch fell in the distance, her neck bent backwards strange and terrifying, and her wide-open eyes were full of surprise and fear.

So Mistress Regie has been killed!

Carly shuddered, her fear of the man in front of her rising to a new level.

Lord Ricky, who usually likes to punish them with whipping, is so humble in front of that man that people are afraid, and can only plead as bitterly as his father who can't pay his taxes.

In order to make him spare his life, Mistress Ruiji simply tried all means, but it was useless, and she was caught by this man who was more terrible than the tax collector carrying a rag doll.

Lady Ricky's desperate look at that time was more helpless than the little rabbit that fell into the hands of the bad boy, and even took the initiative to crash into his helmet in order not to fall into his hands, and even broke his neck!

It's brutal!

Carly inhaled desperately, a series of horrific images flashed through her mind, from Regie giggling and pumping them bloodied, to werewolves eating wild as humans preyed.

Those images flickered quickly, but finally fixed on the dead eyes of the black-robed witch.

"Woohoo"

The little witch was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and she only snorted desperately, as if as long as there was enough oxygen, she could relieve the fear in her heart.

However, the air around her was filled with the pungent smell of blood and werewolves, and there was an aura peculiar to dark creatures, which made her even more nervous after smelling this breath.

Werewolves, vampires, sirens and other dark creatures all have a certain "liking" for the flesh and blood of intelligent creatures, and she has really seen a lot of restrictive pictures during the days when she is mixed with the wolf crowd.

But when she thought of those mutilated limbs, the little witch miraculously relaxed.

It's okay, it's okay, even if it's killed, it's better than not being able to learn spells and being fed to a werewolf! Although the man on the other side is ferocious, he is not a dark creature, at least he can't eat people, and even if he thinks about it at best, maybe he and his sister can survive?

Just as she mustered up the last bit of courage and looked up at William with hope, the aura that belonged to the dark creature suddenly became stronger.

Looking at the palm stretched out in front of her face, smelling the smell of dark creatures on it, Carly's pupils suddenly dilated, and her little heart twitched rapidly.

"Mommy!"

After holding on for more than ten seconds than her sister Lori, the brave sister Carly also lost consciousness.

William's outstretched hand also froze in mid-air, looking at the little witch who had fainted after screaming, and withdrew his hand stupidly.

Two little girls don't understand the charm of mature men at all!

......

"Sister, wake up, you've been asleep for a long time."

Carly frowned, slapped away the hand that was pinching her face, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Lori!"

She jerked herself up from the plank bed and took her sister, who was also full of joy, in her arms.

"We're not dead! Great, we're alive!"

"Whoa, whoa. ”

Sister Lori cried out: "Yes, we are still alive, great!"

"Click, click, click, tick......"

"What's the sound?" Carly let go of her sister in her arms, searching for the source of the sound.

After hearing her sister's question, Lori's little face suddenly drooped, and she pointed to the kitchen door dejectedly: "It's the jailer, that's the sound of her eating." ”

Carly followed her sister's finger and saw a skinny little girl sitting in the doorway, about the same age as the two of them.

The girl was sitting on a small special bench, munching on hard black bread and staring at them with curiosity on her face, and on the floor was a bowl of buckwheat porridge so clear that you could see the bottom of the bowl.

After hearing Lori's statement, the little girl at the door puffed out her cheeks, poured a mouthful of porridge and smoothed the bread in her mouth, and retorted angrily: "I'm not a jailer, I'm Daisy, Master Jessica's cook!"

Lori yelled at her and hid behind her sister in fright.

Carly swallowed and said tentatively, "You're the ...... A cook for a woman on a black horse?"

"Address her esteemed Lord Jessica!"

Daisy glared at her, then said a little dejectedly, "It's not ...... yet But Mistress Jessica will love the bread I make!"

"Gollum, Gollum......"

There was a slight thump in Carly's stomach, and a rush of hunger rushed up.

Looking at Carly covering her stomach with some sympathy, Daisy hesitated for a moment, then broke a small piece of bread from her hand in distress and handed it over hesitantly.

"Well, this is the bread I made, so I can give you a little to eat. ”

Carly took the black bread at a loss, then glanced at Daisy with some emotion.

Their father owned a bakery, and although they didn't have much money to buy bread, they often couldn't pay taxes, but they weren't short of food.

The girl on the other side looked like a thin child, about the poorest child in the village, she must have eaten very badly, and she was willing to share the food with them, maybe she was a good person, and that Lord Jessica might not be bad......

After thanking Daisy for her generosity, Carly handed her sister the bread in her hand, and Lori, who was hiding behind her, shook her head and pointed to the empty bowl on the stove next to her.

"Sister, eat it, I woke up earlier than you, and I have already drunk her porridge. ”

Lori said as she stole a glance at Daisy at the door, a look of fear and admiration on her face.

For the first time in her eleven years of life, she drank unhipped buckwheat rice.

She couldn't swallow it after only taking a small sip, and the girl at the door was able to drink three bowls in a row without changing her face, and even the bowl she didn't finish drinking, this person is so amazing!

Hearing her sister's words, Carly smiled and nodded, then put the fist-sized black bread in her mouth and took a bite.

Her smile froze on her face.

Sour, salty, hard, rough...... It was the worst bread she'd ever eaten in her twelve years of life, but ......

'Carly, you have to remember that even if he is poorer than us, you must not trample on the good intentions of others......

Looking at the expectant look on the girl at the door, Carly closed her eyes and swallowed the terrible piece of bread, not even daring to chew it, for fear that the strong salty and sour taste would linger in her mouth.

After barely swallowing the firm black bread, she was greeted by Daisy's fearful and admiring gaze.

"You don't even spit stones, are you?

The thin little girl munched on the bread in her mouth and praised indistinctly.

“？？？”

Daisy swallowed the bread and gave her a thumbs up after spitting out the pebbles in her mouth.

"In order to make the bread more pressing, I stuffed small stones in it, and you actually swallowed it all, it's really amazing!"

“！！！”

......

A few dozen meters from the kitchen, William heard a series of retching sounds.

The cook, who also heard the sound of retching, changed her face, and even temporarily put down the task of leading the way, and hurried over with her apron. When she saw Carly retching at her throat, the chef's face darkened.

Unable to greet William, the cook pursed her lips and searched around, and found her target behind the bread oven - Daisy, who was trembling with black bread.

After glancing apologetically at William, the cook rushed over with a black face and slapped the little girl's ass hard.

"Daisy, didn't I say you weren't allowed to come to the kitchen?"

"Mom...... Mom...... I'm just passing by......"

The cook ignored her, but dragged Daisy out from behind the bread oven and into the pantry, raising her hand and rummaging through the pockets hidden behind the door.

Not only was the wheat flour and bran missing, but even the sawdust used to start the fire had disappeared, so angry that she snatched the black bread from Daisy's hand and whipped her hard with a sturdy breadstick.

"You're mixing sawdust into the bread again?"

"Gross!"

Hearing the cook's question, Carly, who had just stood up, fell back to her stomach with tears in her eyes, picking at her throat even harder.

Daisy pinched the corner of her coat with her thin little hand, and while stealing a glance at the bread stick in the cook's hand, she replied dejectedly:

"I didn't ...... Didn't add much this time...... I mixed a handful, mostly small stones. ”

"Kouku-ku!!"

"You!" the cook stomped her foot in anger, raised half of the black bread stick and slapped her a few times, and threw the black bread in her hand into the big wooden bucket of garbage.

"Don't!"

The thin little girl suddenly screamed, and then pounced without hesitation, holding the black bread in her hand and falling to the ground.

In order to keep the bread from getting dirty, she even rubbed a piece of her chin, but she didn't know the pain at all, and ran as soon as she got up.

"You kid!"

The cook scolded and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the little girl twisted her shoulder and avoided it, and she only caught the bread stick that was exposed.

After tearing off a piece of bread, the dry little girl ran out of the kitchen door like a hare, and in the blink of an eye she didn't know where to run.

Awkwardly grabbing the half of the bread in her hand, the cook lifted her apron and saluted William.

"This ...... Makes you smile."

William shook his head with a flat face, took out a bloodstained note from his arms, and said slowly: "No, this child is very lively, my cousin will definitely like this granddaughter." ”

After slicing the name Daisy Anderson with his fingernails, William let out a sigh of relief.

With the exception of the kid named Rhodes Anderson, this is finally coming to an end.

The note was given by Harry, and the blood stained on it was his.

When Harry was sent by the queen to deliver the letter, he was entrusted by the old Marquis of Roman to take care of some of his grandchildren who had not had time to withdraw from the royal capital.

However, Harry was first locked up by Jessica, and did not have time to do it, and then the black-robed witch hollowed out the flesh on his right arm, so he had to hand it over to William.

For the sake of the Anderson family's contribution of money and equipment, William reluctantly accepted the errand. The old marquis's grandchildren were quite numerous, and there were more than a dozen names on the note in his hand alone.

And I don't know how their parents educated them, after hearing that William is from the Van Gus family, these little children immediately began to dictate one by one, and they all looked like Harry possessed and underbeaten.

What made William even more angry was that after these little bastards were beaten, they were all honest, and none of them could jump on their feet like Harry and continue to pounce on them to find a beating.

Can you call a half-blood mad demon if you don't have enough iron on your head? These bear children knew at a glance that the bloodline was not inherited properly, and they didn't know what happened to the rest of the one named Rhodes Anderson.