The beautiful maid girl didn't see it, but Hamlet came to the door.

As the real ruler of Frankfurt, Downton didn't care about any trespassing, and lived directly in the palace, which was much more luxurious than the humble houses in the border town that used to be, and the big bed covered with velvet made him sleep every day until he didn't want to get up.

During this time, Harley came to Downton several times, but he was all shirked, no way, Harley is a bad guy with explosive morals, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, he has cleaned up his family, occupied the palace, and supported him as a puppet, no matter how you justify, it is pale.

"I have to see Downton today!"

A few times before, after being rejected by the servants, Harley left obediently without saying anything, but this time, he was determined to see Downton, and even did not hesitate to use force.

Listening to the sound of the goblin servant being knocked over, Downton swooped to the window and stepped on the windowsill and flipped down.

Bang!

When Downton landed, a team of guards on duty was startled, thinking that it was an assassin and was about to give a warning, when he saw that it was an adult and quickly knelt down.

Hush!

Downton put his index finger to his lips, made a silent gesture, sprinted, hid behind the flowers next to him, and then ran all the way away from the wall.

"Downton, you come back, I have something to say to you!"

Harley stood by the window and shouted, but no one answered.

"Seeing that his expression is calm, it doesn't seem that he wants to trouble you!"

Homer sighed, Downton's character is too kind, it stands to reason that killing Harley is the most correct solution.

"It's the calm before the storm!"

Downton complained, all the way. Whether it was a guard or a servant, as long as they saw him, they all knelt down and saluted, and their faces were full of respect.

Being able to work in the palace, even if these people don't have brains, can learn from those gossip who is the real ruler. Harley is nothing more than a prince under surveillance.

"How does it feel to be above all living beings? You are now holding those maids wantonly, and they don't dare to say a word!"

Cheap god teases.

"Am I so shameless?" Downton rolled his eyes, rolled over, jumped off the wall, and after another run, he looked at the busy street, opened his hands, and took a deep breath, this is the taste of freedom.

"Hush. It's like you're in jail!"

Cheap god despises shì.

"In the past, in Morning Mist Town, the most longing thing for my companions was to go to the royal capital and sleep with a beautiful dancer in the tavern. Downton complained, "I didn't make it the last time I visited, and this time I'm in the hands of the king, but I haven't even been to the most ordinary tavern!"

"Then go!" the cheap god urged, "let's charter the venue today." Let all the dancers serve you alone!"

"Because it's lively, it's the fun of going to the tavern. If I want to charter the venue, I'll just go to the opera house!" Downton shuddered at the mention of the opera, he had been annoyed to death by Madeleine lately.

This woman is simply self-familiar, plus the favor she once had for Elaine, so Downton is very indulgent to her. So the head of the royal sister of the Toffee Opera Troupe not only lived in the palace in a grand manner, but also pestered him every day to ask for a script.

Madeleine also has a lot of tricks, I don't know what means to use to bewitch Little Walnut, and Little Lori is also clamoring to perform opera.

Downton was annoyed by a headache, just according to a story in the dream. hurriedly wrote a script for "This Assassin is Not Too Cold" for her, and finally perfunctory.

I haven't seen Hu Tao recently, and it is said that she is practicing her acting skills under Madeleine's tutelage~.

The toffees are just a third-rate parade opera troupe, in the royal capital, they were severely suppressed by the lark opera troupe, but now it is different, with the power of Downton, and the huge injection of money into the little Lori, the head of the Royal Sister Troupe hired some senior actors, and staged different plays at the Royal Opera House every day.

Of course, Madeleine didn't pay for the use of a copper plate, but she didn't confiscate the ticket money, it was a free performance, in her words, now is the time to make a name for yourself, and the income doesn't matter.

In fact, Downton knows that Madeleine really loves opera, and her goal is to build the No. 1 troupe in the Western Continent, as long as someone comes to see it, she feels that the effort is worth it, and she doesn't care about any ticket revenue.

If it weren't for this dedication and dedication, Downton wouldn't have given her the script, this kind of pure person has always been admired by him.

"Don't underestimate Madeleine, that royal sister is definitely from a royal family, although she hides it well, but some behavioral habits are cultivated since childhood, how can it be so easy to change. ”

Homer's revelation surprised Downton.

"Huh?"

Downton thought that Madeleine was born in a big nobleman, after all, the royal sister was full of aristocratic style and elegance.

"Sir, do you want to take a car?"

A cab pulled up in front of Downton.

"Go to the biggest tavern in town!"

It's ridiculous to say that as the Hand of the King, Downton doesn't even know what the most luxurious tavern and the most popular dancer are called.

"Sit down!"

The coachman opened the door for Downton, the service was very considerate, and he also introduced the interesting things of Wang Capital in a good manner.

"Doesn't that sound like a prosperous city?

Downton asked.

"Chancellor Downton is so powerful, and this qiē is all his credit. ”

The coachman was a heartfelt compliment, which made Downton's beauty bubble, and when he got out of the car, he directly took out a gold coin and bounced it at the coachman.

Airplanes!

The gold coin rings softly and flips in the sunlight, revealing a dazzling golden color.

"No need to look for it!"

Downton made his way up the stairs, worthy of the largest tavern in the royal capital, and the nearby parking lot was full of horse-drawn carriages of all kinds.

"Thank you for the tip!" the driver bowed respectfully and asked, "Do you want me to wait for you?"

"No need!"

Downton refused, and then stepped into the tavern, and a cacophony of sound mixed with the smell of alcohol immediately rushed to his face.

The musicians play the canon to a climax, and the dancers swing their waists to the dynamic music, wearing bell-tied bracelets on their ankles and wrists. There was a crisp sound.

Call!

Downton whistled, these dancers were dressed very boldly, with only one underwear on their upper body, and their plump breasts could only cover one-third, and with the violent movements, the breasts ~ the room shook violently. Layers of breasts ~ waves, although the lower body is surrounded by a light veil, but it is completely transparent, you can see the narrow briefs, and the shaking of the plump buttocks is naturally unobstructed and exposed~ in the eyes of everyone.

The guests drank too much, and they were stimulated by the dancers in front of them, all of them were screaming wildly, and some of the mercenaries were even crowded under the high platform in the middle, swaying their bodies with them.

"Guests. What do you order?"

A waitress dodged the groping hands that were groping her ass and squeezed over to Downton, laughing and asking.

"McBar!"

Downton was a little nervous.

"Okay!"

The hostess's face remained unchanged, but she yelled in her heart, she met a chick, there are many types of ale, take one of the most expensive, and have your own achievements.

"Forget it. Otherwise, this kid won't be able to pay, and he will definitely be beaten up!"

The hostess glanced at Downton. I found that this young man was tall and handsome, and I couldn't bear it.

Downton doesn't like luxury, and besides, he has to lead by example and establish a good image in front of the citizens, so the clothes on his body are not expensive. Therefore, he was regarded by the waitress as a small nobleman who was not wealthy.

"Didn't you say that some of the dancers in the tavern also offer that kind of service? How should I pick one? You can't go up and ask?"

Downton's words made Homer and Cheap God laugh and almost die.

"What are you laughing at, the one in the middle is very good, if you say I ask her out, is there a chance?"

Downton was excited. Of course, this is also a casual remark.

"Don't think about it, the people in the middle of the station are generally the lead dancers, and they won't be prostitutes ~ women, of course, if you can throw money, maybe you will have a chance. ”

The hostess came over and placed a large glass of ale in front of Downton, and in her speech there was some slander at the dancer.

"I see!"

Downton nodded, took a sip, and the cold beer entered his throat, which was directly refreshing to the heart.

"Don't you want anything else?"

The hostess did not leave, but continued to ask.

"No!"

Downton looked at the dancer, and didn't sweep the hostess at the end of her eyes, she stomped her foot in anger and walked away directly.

"Stupid!"

Homer muttered.

"What's wrong?"

Downton was puzzled.

"You just missed a~ encounter!"

The cheap god is going to die laughing.

"Huh, where?"

Downton looked around.

Crash!

As a large handful of gold coins were tossed onto the stage, there was a clanging sound, and the roar of a man rang out.

"Take off, Lao Tzu wants to see take off ~ clothes ~ dance!"

The dancers were used to seeing this kind of scene and ignored him.

"What's too little, are these enough?" the man who spoke grabbed a stack of golden tickets and sprinkled them directly onto the stage, "Take it off!"

The man wore a mohican hairstyle, and beside him sat a large group of tall mercenaries, apparently their commander.

Take off! Take off!

In addition to these subordinates, there were other mercenaries in the tavern who had come to have fun, so they all shouted in caco.

The atmosphere became violent and hot, and the other dancers said that the girl on the left, who was very young and obviously had just entered the industry, looked at the oily faces gathered under the stage, and screams lingered in her ears, and her face turned pale with fright.

"This guest, we ...... here"

Before the tavern steward could finish speaking, Mohican slapped him in the face.

"Get out, Lao Tzu just watched a few dancers dance, and he didn't let them sleep with him~ , he couldn't even do this request, what kind of tavern did he open?"

"The royal capital of Frankfurt has not yet opened our country taverns!"

"If it weren't for the escort caravan, Lao Tzu wouldn't have come to this kind of country, the air is full of stench!"

The mercenaries scolded and scolded, and the locals felt insulted, but when they saw that they were well-dressed and equipped with sharp weapons, they dared not speak in anger.

Most of the mercenaries and adventurers are the masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they will whistle and shout when they see someone making trouble.

"Hey, they're all a bunch of turtles who have never seen the world, and when you go to Saint-Genelands, you'll know what a real dancer is, and you can't even shake a milk~, and you dare to go on stage?"

Moxican complained loudly, the back of his family's business group was hard enough, and until now, no boss has come out to stop it, obviously the backstage of this tavern is also average, so he is becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"Haha, don't take it off, it's okay, I'll teach you!"

Moxican teleported and appeared directly on the stage, and this guy turned on the soul shield in order to show off.

"Dragon Slayer Fifth Order?"

Seeing the five soul dragon shields revolving around Mohican's side, the entire tavern fell silent for a moment, leaving only eyes that were wide to the limit looking at him.

"Humph!"

Moxican is very proud, the dragon slayer is not worth much in the Nine Great Empires, but in these small countries, it is a store that cannot be provoked, maybe before he speaks, the tavern owner will send these dancers to his bed to make amends.

"Where to run!"

Mohican is a veteran of the flower field, and instead of dancing the lead dancer, he chose the youngest one, which shows that he has a unique taste.

The girl wanted to run, but unfortunately he caught it.

"What are you afraid of, this head of the regiment will not treat you badly, do you see? You can't earn this money for a year!" Moxican was very generous, took out a thick stack of golden tickets and shook it in front of the girl, and then stuffed it into her chest.

The girl screamed and crouched on the ground with her breasts in her hands.

"Haha, I like this kind of chick!"

Moxican laughed, wondering if he was going to open a room, when a wine glass slammed over.

Bang!

Mohican didn't expect anyone to dare to sneak up on him, and he was hit in the head, not to mention, and his drink was splashed all over his face.

Ha ha!

The hall burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh!"

Moxican roared, his soul was overpowered, and the entire tavern hall was suddenly shocked, and ordinary people couldn't stand it anymore, and they all panicked.

"Who is it?"

Mohican stood on a high platform, his eyes wide open, scanning the audience.

Some of the guests who saw Downton's move hurriedly dodged, fearing that they would be implicated by him.

"Ha, a little nobleman, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs?"

Moxigan licked the wine on his face, it was not very expensive, and then looked at the other party's clothes, it was very ordinary, and it was definitely not from a big family, so he was relieved.

"This girl is not injured, so if you give these golden tickets as mental damage to her, I will not pursue it!"

Downton's tone was flat.

"But I'm going to pursue it!"

Moxie was so happy, and he was the son of such a nobleman who didn't care about the world, and they wouldn't have a long memory if they didn't get beaten a few times.

"Listen to me finish speaking, I can't afford not to have heard what you insulted Frankfurt just now, so in order to show punishment, you have to keep your tongue!"

Before Downton's words fell, exclamations rang out all around.

"This kid is crazy, isn't he? Don't you see that he is the leader of the fifth-order mercenary group of the Dragon Slayer?"

"Young people are too impulsive, they will definitely suffer a big loss this time!"

"How do I feel like he's familiar?"

The guests talked a lot, and the mercenaries and adventurers from other countries didn't care, but wished they could fight, so they started to laugh.

"You kid has a kind!" Moxie smirked, "Can you say it again?" (to be continued......)