"Woo... Ahh

After a few minutes, Margree was no longer violently violent, but he was lying on the ground unable to get up, and his whole body was dying, not only his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he was still holding his head, and his whole body was shaking.

"Stop fighting... Stop it... Woo..."

He didn't seem to notice that Sheen had stopped, and that Margery was still muttering such words, like a poor child who had been abused.

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Looking at this scene, Sheen seemed to be a little unbearable.

It's just that Sheehan, who said this, didn't notice at all that there was a happy and even a refreshing expression on his face.

In such a situation, Sheehan crouched down and patted Margere.

"Babble...!"

Margre immediately let out a humiliating scream, and his whole body trembled even more.

Obviously, after Thierre, Sheen also became the object of fear in Margeret's heart.

Sheen smiled at this, and spoke softly and kindly.

"Come, tell me, why don't the so-called Frites let me go?"

Sheehan had a gentle smile on his face like a big brother next door.

However, this smile, which fell into Margere's eyes, was no different from the demon's hideous smile.

"No... It's not going to be good! It won't be good! ”

Margere threw in the towel on the spot.

"Really?" Sheehan continued to smile softly, "Won't you trouble me again in the future?" ”

"Not anymore! Not anymore! Margeret cried and shook his head.

"That's good." Sheen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then you won't trouble Merica again in the future, right?" ”

"This—" Margerie stopped crying.

"Huh?" The smile on Sheehan's face disappeared in an instant.

I have to say that seeing Sheehan's performance, Margere was so scared that his heart trembled.

But this is the only thing that Margaret could not compromise under any circumstances.

"Merica is mine... It's mine... I will definitely not give up..."

The noble young master was like this, even if he trembled, he did not beg for mercy for this.

This was a surprise to Sheen.

"I didn't expect you, the nouveau riche young master, to be full of infatuation." Sheen patted Margree's arm, regardless of his trembling, shook his head and said, "But you have to know, young master, the twisted melon is not sweet, and people really don't look down on you, so why do you want to love this flower?" Make good use of your identity and status, at least, in Lamigion, don't you have as many beautiful women as you want? ”

Hearing this, Margeret retorted loudly.

"Those vulgar women, I'm not interested." Margeret plucked up his courage and said, "They don't even have the qualifications to be a foil for Merica." ”

"Oh?" Sheen raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "Don't you want to open a big harem, take dozens of beautiful wives, and sing songs every night?" ”

"I don't want to." Margree replied without hesitation, "I only want Merica, I don't want a woman other than Merica." ”

"Uh..."Sheen was suddenly shocked by Margerey's unhesitating attitude, scratching his head, while spreading his hands, said: "This is not in line with your setting at all, as a gentleman second ancestor, you shouldn't be out there to keep a lover, as soon as you see a beautiful woman, you will immediately get into your head, you can't even move your legs, and your IQ will plummet, in order to be happy, you don't hesitate to use any means, even if it's in broad daylight, you have to stage a drama to snatch people back, or use something to threaten others, Is that your positioning? ”

"You're talking about the garbage aristocrats who are good for nothing but playing with women, right?" Margeret said with great disdain: "Don't compare me with that kind of person, it is simply an insult to me, that kind of parasite who has no use except to corrupt the family, and is not qualified to be called a nobleman at all." ”

Sheehan was genuinely surprised to hear these words.

Unexpectedly, this gentleman young master still has this kind of thought, and it seems that it is not useless.

It's just that...

"If I'm not mistaken, you seem to have tried to use force on Merika too, right?" Sheen said with a smile: "In the end, not only was Thier discovered, but she also broke her limbs, isn't what you did to ruin the family?" ”

Sheen's words were met with Margeret's unthinking answers.

"As long as it's for Merica, even if it is to corrupt the family, or even be kicked out of the house, and no longer be a nobleman, then I am willing!"

Margerey didn't reflect on what he had done at all, but instead looked determined and fanatical, staring at Merica who was being held in Sheen's arms, and the infatuation in his eyes was almost full.

And now, Sheehan understood.

"I see, as long as it's for Merica, then you're willing to pay whatever the price, and you're willing to use any means?"

The smile in Sheehan's eyes finally disappeared with it.

No way.

"Ignoring Merika's personal will and only doing it for her own desires, I really admired you in vain just now."

To put it bluntly, Margeret is a typical double standard, looking down on what other nobles do, but legitimizing what he does, but in fact there is not much difference between the two.

Like this, the guy who says one thing and does another thing, and has no consciousness about it, is the most annoying.

"It's a shame that you can still feel good about yourself, it seems that I think highly of you." Sheen looked at Margeret as if he had lost interest in the toy, and said, "From now on, don't fight Merica's idea again." ”

These words made Margeret's eyes widen, and he couldn't help but get excited, and he wanted to oppose it on the spot.

Unfortunately, Sheehan didn't give Margeret a chance.

"This isn't advice, it's a warning, right?"

Sheen reached out and put his hand on Margere's neck, as if he wanted to make a cut in it, and slowly slid his fingers as he opened his mouth meaningfully.

"I'm not as gentle as Vivien, and I'm not like Thière, who will scruple about the aristocratic family behind you, I really want to play you to death, I have a hundred ways, do you want to try it?"

Sheen's words made Demargley tremble again, and he felt his whole body become cold.

Margerey even had a feeling that it would cause too much trouble if it weren't for killing him here, and Sheehan definitely didn't mind actually cutting him in the neck.

"There is only one chance, cherish it, my eldest young master."

As he spoke, Sheen patted Margeret for the first time, and in her frightened and frightened trembling, she hugged Merica and stood up.

Immediately afterward, Sheehan turned around and left without hesitation.

"Woo... Whining... Wow...! ”

Margaret then seemed to have a complete breakdown, and ran away.

At the same time, in the next corner, Thierle also put away her blade.

"Count your life back."

Thierle glanced in the direction Margeret had left, and turned to leave.

Of course, Vivien also saw this scene, looking at Sheen, who was carrying Merika to the tent where Lumia was, a trace of helplessness and a smile appeared on her face.

"It's pretty reliable, this newcomer to our team."

Leaving such words, Vivien also turned away.