Olwes leaned back on the sofa, carefully studying the certificate of the high-ranking magician sent to the mailbox in her hand, and was a little surprised in her heart. But at the same time, she still praised the great Lord Caesar.

She didn't go out for a few days, and the explosion that looked like a terrorist attack seemed to touch the sensitive nerves of the imperial capital, and groups of soldiers patrolled the streets, quite a bit of noise.

However, as the main culprit of the incident, she is quite fearless, and the matter will eventually come to light, and she is not worried that under the name of the teacher Kerivanna, the association will dare to ask her for huge compensation.

Putting on a cloak at will, she rode away from the house, and Lancelot did what his father had ordered, and if he remained in the room, he would have to endure his harassment at night.

It was in a shabby bar, Olwes raised her head and gulped down the ale in front of her, wiped the foam from her lips, and sighed heavily, since he was reincarnated, he had not had a day of leisure and peace, the first eight years because of the strict teachings of the Goldmers family, and the last six years because of the various actions and eyes of others.

The age of admiring women is from the age of nine, and the nobility of this world is simply more terrible than the Indian criminals of the previous life! Olves cursed in a low voice the evil taste of the goddess of fate, and she had nothing else to do.

"Boss, have a steak meal!", she shouted.

The middle-aged man in front of the wine cabinet slowly got up from his chair and greeted the cook behind him, "Maria, thank you for your hard work!"

The handsome girl with her hair tied up in a turban gave a clean smile, skillfully stir-fried the food in the pot, and replied, "One more steak rice?" ”

Many guests laughed and looked at the middle-aged man who was slowly sitting back on the chair, and said, "Old Barlow, I will marry Maria in the future, but I don't want you, an old man who fishes all day long." ”

It wasn't until this moment that the middle-aged man's eyes showed a glimmer of essence, and he scolded, "I'm sorry, just because you still want to marry my Mary, a group of idle men and farmers." In the future, Mary will have to find a noble husband who will be good to him. ”

Now the crowd only laughed at him a few times and then stopped talking, there were enough commoner girls that the nobles were messing with, but where would they marry one?

It's been three days since she came to the imperial capital, and this unexpectedly discovered tavern actually provides food, although it is dirty and noisy, but the taste of steak rice is really first-class, and she still can't understand why beef from another world can really make a tender and mellow taste.

In the space where Olwes used her fingertips to sketch out the magic circle on the table, old Barlow brought the steak rice and attached a bottle of inferior red wine, after all, the mysterious figure hidden in the cloak in front of him was a generous man, and what could be more endearing than a sparkling coin.

Olves prayed for a moment in silence to the goddess Demeter (which was also one of the aristocratic rituals), and smiled as she prepared to enjoy this delightful dinner.

But something seemed to be wrong, and someone sat down at her table.

Olves's hood was rudely ripped off, revealing a head of silver-white hair as white as snow.

"Haha, it's a woman!", the four men who surrounded Olwess let out a smug laugh.

Beads of sweat appeared in Olweis's palms, and she unleashed four healing techniques that day, causing her injuries to heal now, but if it was just four rogue ruffians, it should, it should be solved with a few low-level fireball techniques.

"Ahh

"Boss Jeff, you're afraid you're going to freak her out. A man let out a snickering laugh that almost stuck to Olves's body.

Olwes couldn't hold back the disgust in her heart any longer, and the amethyst ring on her finger flickered, and the glass staff appeared in her hand, and the elemental power poured in from the air in an instant.

But there was only a cry of pain, and the glass staff fell to the dirty and dark floor, and a sharp dagger pierced Olves's right hand and nailed it to the wooden table, and the bright red blood bloomed like a mandala flower.

"Scared the hell out of me, boss, she's a magician. The thin yellow man timidly hid at the foot of the table, and the other two rough men also cowered a little.

"What is there to be afraid of? Magician, it's not a waste when you're close, it's not even as good as a soldier!", Jeff smiled fiercely, the tearing silk-like voice just now really made him feel happy, weak magician, haha, if I didn't know in advance, I'm afraid I wouldn't really suffer a loss.

Jeff gulped out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, his oily hands grabbing Olves' hair, forcing her to lift her face.

The bar fell silent all at once, and Jeff took a deep breath and let out an oven-like gasp in his nose, "Hey..... Hey.... I didn't expect it to be a superb!", but the surprised smile was not long in hand with a hint of trepidation.

Not only did he recognize it, but the entire bar must have recognized it, the aristocratic daughter of the Goldmers family who was squatting on the side of the road and looking up when he watched the excitement three days ago, is it the one in his hand?

Damn! The guy didn't mention it when they were talking about the deal!

The Goldmers family, his teeth chattered every time he thought of the name, and the more vicious people were, the more they understood the huge gap between nobles and commoners, especially the behemoths of the nobility like the Goldmers.

Against the aristocracy, it is already a great happiness to die without a corpse.

"Boss, isn't she the one...", Miru trembled and crawled over, only to be kicked out by Jeff.

Jeff's fierce eyes stared at him warningly and then looked around the bar, and everyone he swept down their heads to the "Wild Boar Jeff" on these streets still played a role.

The knights guarding her are not there, she sneaked out!

Jeff's desperate eyes glowed with madness!

"Jeff, let go of that young lady of the Goldmers!", at some point Maria stepped forward, she was even more courageous than this full house, she looked directly into Jeff's red eyes, and said again, "Let go of her!"

This undoubtedly infuriated Jeff, who twisted his neck and torso, his bones making a crisp and dense sound, and with a sinister laugh, he strode over to Maria.

But Maria was dragged away by old Locke, covered her mouth, and squatted down, and the somewhat sluggish middle-aged man made a flattering smile, "Lord Jeff, Maria is talking nonsense, and in order to show that I apologize to her for offending you, your bill at the bar has been written off." ”

Old Locke's submission undoubtedly made Jeff's heart grow fierce, he looked at Maria and let out a disdainful snort, turned around and pulled out the dagger, picked up Olves, touched the small pocket in his arms that contained two hundred Caesars coins, took the key of Old Locke, and slammed the back door of the bar.

The hand covering her mouth was released, and Mary stopped struggling, staring at her in disbelief as she watched indifferently as she helped her abusive father. Old Locke sighed, and looked a little blankly at the glass wand that had been left on the ground.

"You don't know, Jeff is a veteran who has returned from the battlefield, and he has the strength of a high-level swordsman, and the whole house can't stop him, so why are you going to die?", Old Locke said as he sat back in his chair lazily.

Olwes was thrown to the haystack, bleeding from the wound on her right hand, and the glass wand was no longer at hand, and the wound she had left that day made it impossible for her to communicate with the "Lantis Plane" on her own.

Jeff's eyes glowed like a beastly green and he walked over with a cruel smile, she tried to hold back the instinctive screams in her throat, the screams only confirmed her powerlessness and made Jeff's desire burn a little stronger, but unconsciously despair did creep up into her calm heart.

The beautiful look of resentment and despair almost made Jeff's body twitch with pleasure, he never thought that one day he would be able to fall into such a noble woman, or the oldest nobleman, the most coveted posture, the slender curves that the cloak could not hide had made him want to move, casually threw away the ripped belt, and the red and iron erection had stood up.

Olwes turned her head, a feeling of wanting to vomit rose from her body, she stepped back as if desperately struggling, and forced herself to endure the pain and felt for the magic scroll in her arms with her right hand, one, one was enough!

One, not one!

The bottom line of calm was finally broken, and she cursed almost hysterically, damn Lancelot even want to take his own scroll?

She's close-to-the-eye, no, maybe it's because he's close-to-the-body, damn pervert, slut, filthy knight! Olves's mind was in chaos.

Oh my God, she's so beautiful when she's angry!

He grabbed Olwess by the ankles and dragged her over, the tenderness of his hand making him even more impatient, and he grabbed her wrists as she struggled, forcing her to lie on the cold iron harness beside the haystack, and with a single tug he tore the entire piece of clothing behind her back.

He stroked his snow-white back with a rough hot breath, and this beauty made an artist's inspiration swell in the hearts of a layman like him, who could not read a large number of words, "Don't blame me, Miss Goldmers, it is much easier for me to die a day than a sword bought for two hundred gold coins." ”

Olves's screams resounded through the back door through the bar, and together with the sobs of Maria, who crouched in the corner and held her head, burned the conscience of the ugly silent people.