Chapter 144: The Man in the Skirt

Brandt, who was negotiating with the handsome waiter, was attracted by the exclamation of the crowd, and was amazed to see this spectacle, and now the clown no longer received rotten eggs and horns, but coins and bronze stars.

"Guards." The waiter looked out the window and gasped, his lips trembling a little.

Vanessa followed the prestige, the tavern door was slammed open, and a group of guards in light leather armor drove into the middle of the crowd with vigour. The leader shouted, "Search for me!" Upstairs and downstairs, don't let go of all places! ”

Vanessa found that the waiter closest to the door did not make a sound to stop or ask, but quietly retreated to the corner behind her, and the princess and Brant glanced at each other, and they all lowered their heads and continued to sip the drink in front of them.

The tavern owner, a sturdy middle-aged man, came out, his tone tougher than that of the sergeant, "What's going on?" I'm Prince Terrence's Butler's Tavern! ”

The sergeant's jaw lifted, "That's right! Coming here to search is exactly what the great butler meant! Someone sees his only daughter fleeing to you, and he doesn't want to be a toad in a soup pot and get out! ”

The only daughter of the great butler? Run away? Vanessa, like everyone else, was full of doubts. Some people in the tavern were already starting to think about the worst places, and although they didn't dare to laugh out loud, they whispered incessantly.

The soldiers began to rummage upstairs and downstairs, but the princess still did not take her eyes off the clown who had been playing tricks. Is there really any magic in the world that can change gender? That golden circle, looking at its extremely rough workmanship, I couldn't believe that it could be such a powerful carrier of magic. At this time, one of the clown's actions pierced the trick of the golden circle, he just looked at the soldiers who broke into the tavern, and actually took the gold ring from his neck and threw it aside, Vanessa looked at the fat clown with his eyes confused, he, or her, was now holding a woman's head, but below the neck was a colorful clown suit and a huge beer belly.

The magic of changing the gender comes from the person himself. In the end, the princess came to such a conclusion.

Upstairs there was the sound of ping-pong smashing and the grunts of disgruntled guests, who were being driven down the stairs with a gut-wrenching sound from the old wooden staircase. Among the inhabitants there was a man who caught the attention of the princess, who, though his curly hair hung down before his eyes and obscured most of his face, looked like a man from his shriveled chest and slender limbs, but he was dressed in a dress, and awkwardly turned downstairs to the crowd.

"Maybe that's the guy you're looking for." The tavern owner couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"What's going on!" The sergeant major was annoyed and angry, and thorned at the boy, "Say! Why are you wearing women's clothes! The sergeant's pointed chin almost poked into the boy's skirt.

"I'd love to!" The boy looked condescendingly at the sergeant major, with a haughty expression, and his accent should be that of an upper-class nobleman, with a curly tongue that can only be pronounced by the children of nobles who have been specially trained to speak loudly.

The sergeant major shuddered, "Miss! His eyes could only see the boy's neck, and there hung a precious chain of obsidian tabby gemstones, with a sun diamond from the Barblac mine at the end, with the family logo engraved on it. You! How so! The sergeant major came back to his senses after a brief moment of surprise, "I'm sorry Miss Morty, no matter what becomes of you, my lord wants you home." The sergeant major waved his hand at the guards, "Take it!" ”

Sometimes, wealth brings not only comfort and pleasure, and the princess drank rancid milk and thought, and lo and behold, it has now become a cage of freedom, in which the poor girl is trapped.

At the moment, the clown was hiding behind the bar, his eyes shifting back and forth between Miss Morty and the waiter in the corner. The princess was keenly aware of the connection, and she looked back at the attendant behind her, and the boy looked back at her pleadingly, and said silently, "Help me." ”

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