Belica is the most powerful young widow in the city of Vadan.

Say young because she looks young. Although the woman's age is a secret, anyone who has lived in Vadan for a little longer knows that the old woman's last birthday was fifty years ago.

It was her 100th birthday.

But that doesn't stop her from being younger. Although her strength is not strong, far from the point of using her strength to maintain her appearance, she can't stand the fact that others are rich, she can not only use precious herbs that others can't get for beauty and beauty, but also has a wizard team dedicated to potions and beauty magic.

In the eyes of most people, this is no longer enough to describe the tyrannical thing.

When the Oriental painter came to Vataan, he was in turmoil because of who painted, and a group of rich women surrounded him, setting off a battle between women. For a while, the hundred flowers of the fight competed for beauty, and the flowers were dazzling.

But as soon as Belica appeared, it was like a peony blooming among the flowers, the flowers were rich and noble, and the others instantly dimmed.

So the oriental painter with eight fingers in the sky followed her into the gorgeous manor like a crystal palace.

Then paint for her.

The painting lasted seven days, and when he left the city of Vadan, he had dark circles under his eyes and walked straight away.

It must have been too hard to paint.

Since then, the Sherlock family has been in the women's business, involving clothing, cosmetics, accessories, and even male slaves, and the thriving commodity economy of Vataan City is vividly reflected here. In addition to the brilliant goods themselves, Sherlock himself also did everything he could to match, including asking the old butler to betray his hue.

In Bane's bitter tears, everyone learned that the old butler was also gray-haired, hard-lined, and brave when he was young, and the influence of werewolf blood made him exude a different kind of wild charm, which was deeply loved by the women of Vadan City. So over time, before Sherlock could look for it, Belica took the initiative to find the door.

The wealthy widow took Bane with almost no resistance, and instead of stopping her, Sherlock sent the family's fastest and most comfortable carriage to try to take them back to the estate, but Berica refused.

It didn't take long for Bane to know why she had refused.

It was in the wide carriage that Belica stripped off his clothes, pulled off his muscular chest, and pulled off the thick hairs on it......

At first, Bane thought that this was just a hobby for this woman after sports, after all, he had betrayed his hue so many times, and he had seen many strange habits, so he had to endure it for the sake of his master's business plan, but he didn't expect her to pull out more and more energetic, all the way down, there was a tendency to pull him out into a bald chicken.

The housekeeper couldn't bear it anymore, and in an instant, Yanagishita Hui possessed his body, grabbed his clothes, smashed through the carriage, and fled back naked.

However, his escape was a disaster, and in the evening Belica's butler rushed over to confront Sherlock, claiming that he had been insulted, and demanding a large amount of herbs as compensation, including the aforementioned ones.

Sherlock knew that although he had a small fortune, he was very different from the other party, and the other party crushed himself as easily as crushing an ant, so he had to reluctantly give up this batch of herbs that were originally intended to make high-end cosmetics, and planned to replenish the stock later.

But the next day, Bane, who was in charge of the purchase, suddenly discovered a strange thing, all the three herbs in Vadan City disappeared, and he even went to nearby Haimeng City for this purpose, but the supply there was also cut off, and after inquiring, he learned that with Vadan City as the center and radiating outward, all the sources of goods in more than a dozen nearby city-states were monopolized.

He told Sherlock about it, but he didn't expect the patriarch to show extreme fear, so he privately chatted with the family's long-standing bodyguard, Celio, who was silent for a long time, and then asked him to leave the matter alone.

After that, Bane forgot about it, but the psychological shadow caused by Ms. Belica was far from being able to fade easily.

Later, Sherlock got some herbs through some means, prepared the materials for one person, and then took Silio to the river in a hurry. And then it happened.

After listening to the ins and outs, before Mu Yan could say anything, Eric took the lead in speaking.

It's not so much about opening your mouth as it is about selling your teammates.

"Gentlemen, I have a bold idea." After speaking, he looked at Mu Yan.

Mu Yan nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Then you help me hold down Amatho first." The writer glanced at his elf friend, and as soon as he finished saying this, the elf seemed to realize something and jumped up instantly.

"Roger."

Before Amacer jumped over and grabbed Eric's mouth, Mu Yan snapped his fingers crisply. Vines sprang out of the wooden floor, and snakes snaked upward, expertly tying up Amacer.

and strangled him......

This set of operations is familiar with the road, and Mu Yan himself feels familiar. Pinching his fingers and counting, he seems to have tied up the other party three times like this......

"Ahem......" Seeing that the person was under control, Eric cleared his throat and began his journey of selling his teammates.

According to him, Amatho had mentioned in his conversation that Sherlock had given him a disgusting look, as if he were looking at a work of art, or rather a piece of goods. During his years as a mercenary, he had repelled many slave hunters from the Plains of Horsesland around Silvermoon City, and those scum looked at female elves the same way, plus he was extremely disgusted with humans at that time, so he was deeply impressed by this kind of look.

From this, Eric makes a bold guess that for Sherlock, who has set his business goals on women, there is only one reason why he can value Amatho so much, and that is expensive!

In short, Amacer can sell it here for a good price. And this high price is not because of his status as an outsider, but because of some other factors,

"Looks, for example?"

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and added.

"That's right." Eric smiled with satisfaction, and the fact that someone picked up the stubble showed that he was recognized, and the writer was happy that he was able to contribute to the team.

"So...... Is this a beautiful man's trick? ”

"I think it's reasonable that Turing's female aristocratic circles are very popular to advertise that they once spent time with a certain elf." Grace gives an authoritative explanation.

"Woo...... Hmmm......"

The elf struggled, reluctant to be betrayed like this.

Mu Yan patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I know in my heart, since you want to milk the cows, you must feed the cows to graze first, don't you, the first to reshape the body must be you. Are you excited to hear this? ”

"Woo!"

"There's no need to be so excited, don't thank me." Mu Yan smiled.

"I also think you're going to drive those women crazy, even though you don't look like you have that much hair." Bane stepped forward to explain. He still had some lingering feelings about it.

Seeing this, Suria also came over and comforted (knife) and said: "I asked Mr. Silio, and he said that Eric guessed correctly, Sherlock was the plan at that time. ”

"Woo ......"

Amacer looked desperate.

"Does anyone think this donkey has beautiful ears?" Ricky didn't know when he appeared behind the elf, flicked his ears, and looked at Amatho's face carefully, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"Woooooooooo

Amacer became excited again, as if in agreement: "That's it! Where am I looking! ”

“…… Tsk, it's really different from ordinary people after watching it for a long time. Ricky changed his mind again.

"Hmm......"

The elf was like a deflated ball, and simply gave up resistance.

Until Glazer stepped forward with a smile on his face.

Mr. Glazer! You're going to turn down this plan, right? For me, and for Idril!

The elf cried out inwardly, and he tried to get the voice out.

"Child, I can hear the cry of your heart." The old man smiled kindly.

"I'm not going to mention it to Idriel......"

Amacer: "......"

The desire to survive in his eyes was completely gone.

O Merciful Sorinari (Golden Moon)! Save your child! What did he do wrong!