In front of Lord Zack appeared a dignified and beautiful woman, with eyes as bright as cows, long flickering eyelashes, a straight nose, small lips, and skin as white as milk.

"You're the Duke's nephew?" Madame Nightingale picked up a glass from her side, which contained fine wine, and Lord Zach took a deep breath to smell it from the Duke's estate.

"You're my uncle's mistress?" A grim smile appeared on the corner of Lord Zack's mouth, as a nobleman who grew up in the Holy City, he had seen many ladies and gentlemen, although Lady Nightingale was sweet and lovely, but he would not be easily tempted.

"The Duke is my friend, and sometimes he comes here to get together." Madame Nightingale smiled, she did not admit that she was the Duke's mistress, but she also did not deny her close relationship with the Duke, Lord Zack was slightly surprised, because if any woman climbed into a big man like Duke Bemessi, she would definitely go around and raise her value for herself, but the woman in front of her denied it very strangely?

"Friend, hey, is it a buddy in bed?" Lord Zack took a few steps and approached Madame Nightingale, his breath almost spraying on Madame Nightingale's face, but instead of being afraid, the other party raised his small face and faced him.

"It's a rumor." Lady Nightingale smiled brightly, and her lake-like eyes stared directly at Lord Zach, which actually made Lord Zack feel a palpitation.

"Come here." This feeling of palpitations ignited the anger in Lord Zack's heart, it was just a woman, and she dared to face herself so directly, he stopped her waist and took Madame Nightingale in her arms, stretched out his hand to tear her clothes, Madame Nightingale was also surprised, she didn't expect that Lord Zack would completely ignore the duke, and would use force on herself.

"Stop." Madame Nightingale's face was a little pale, and the braids on her head were scattered, and she looked embarrassed.

"Hahaha, what I want, there is nothing I can't get." Lord Zack pressed Lady Nightingale to the ground, his strong arms pressed her body tightly, and the factor of violence was undoubtedly revealed in Lord Zack's body.

"Tear it~~." There was a sound of fine linen tearing, and Lord Zack tore open Madame Nightingale's blouse, her skin was as white as snow, and her body exuded a faint scent of lavender, Lord Zack had seen noble ladies and ladies, and would sew flower petals into their clothes, which could not only hide the body odor, but also increase the charm of attraction, it seems that Madame Nightingale used the same technique.

Seeing the snow-white skin, Lord Zack's eyes were immediately bloodshot, and he kissed Madame Nightingale's body like a beast, the smooth skin and fragrance aroused all his desires, and even with a happy sense of revenge, why such a beauty could only be enjoyed by Duke Bemessi, he could also have it.

"Whew." Suddenly, the smell of blood rushed into Lord Zal's nostrils, and he looked up in surprise to see Lady Nightingale holding a sharp knife in her hand, the tip of which was pressed against his throat, and red blood running down his neck.

"Ahh Lord Zack stood up from Mrs. Nightingale in shock, his eyes full of incredulity, it was absurd that a brothel bustard should defend his chastity with his death.

Lady Nightingale sat up from the ground, but the knife in her hand was not put down, still against her throat, and her eyes were distinctly cold and disgusted, and the gaze that stared at Lord Zack made him feel a visceral shame and fear.

"Ah~." Lord Zack pulled up the shade pouch on his pants and fled as if he had seen a ghost, stumbling and stumbling along the way.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Kate Archer, who was waiting for him downstairs, was flirting with a beautiful prostitute, but he was very surprised to see Lord Zack with an embarrassed appearance, it was the first time he had seen such an embarrassed Lord Zack.

Lord Zack hurried out without saying a word, Kate the archer followed him in surprise, and the glamorous prostitute who flirted with him glanced in the direction of the stairs with a worried look.

"You mean, when you tried to her, she put a knife to her neck?" On the way back, Kate Archer listened to Lord Zack's account and asked incredulously.

"That's right." Lord Zach said angrily.

"Hahaha, it's just a trick of some prostitutes, they will use this way to raise their prices, and men always feel that women who can't get are the most valuable." Kate's archer laughed out loud, thinking that this was just a trick, and that even the blood on the neck of Lady Nightingale, the old bustard, might be fake.

"No, you think I haven't killed anyone, or I haven't seen someone who wants to kill someone, her eyes are definitely the kind of determination to die." Lord Zach said, his face was pale, this was the first time in his life that he couldn't get a woman.

"That's it! Leave or not, if that woman is forced to death now, the Duke of Bemessi will be very angry. Kate Archer nodded, Duke of Bemessi was now bent on seducing the Inquisition with Lady Nightingale, and if Lady Nightingale died at the hands of Lord Zack, then even the Duke's son would probably have to bear the responsibility.

"Hmm." Lord Zack's face didn't improve, he seemed to be in a bad mood, and Kate Archer couldn't say anything more, after all, he was just a casual person.

Almost at the same time, the trade convoy sent by Bruce also arrived at the territory of Countess Randall, whose castle was in a valley, with five towering arrow towers, thick walls and heavily guarded guards to keep out those with bad intentions.

"Hahahaha." The village outside the castle was quite large, and on the muddy ground, children were laughing and chasing each other, and the mud was stained with their calves, but they still enjoyed it.

"Here we are." Old Kevin, sitting in the caravan, looked up at the countess's castle, and his heart did not feel relieved that he had arrived at his destination.

"I heard that the countess was known for her bravery, and it is said that once a horde of robbers raided her village, ransacked and burned the village and fields, and she personally led her soldiers to capture all the robbers, and then cut off the head of the robber leader with her own hands." White stood behind the caravan, he stepped on the exit of the caravan with one foot, grabbed the top of the caravan with one hand, put the other hand above his eyes, and whistled to Kevin Sr.

"You'd better come down, instead of telling some stories and rumors, you should hurry up and find a place to put our goods out." Kevin Sr. said dissatisfied.

"We've got to find a bigger place, right?" White said to Kevin Sr. with a grin.