A Grim cigar burns quietly at the owner's fingertips, the pale blue smoke rises and does not disperse, and the smoky, straw, fruity and raspberry aromas together highlight the excellent quality of this cigar and the good taste of the owner.

Hersh holds a cigar in his left hand and a red wine glass in his right hand, which contains the famous Madame de Manica, which has a soft and ambiguous taste and is said to have an aphrodisiac effect to a certain extent. At this time, Hersh's whole body was sunk into a dark red single sheepskin sofa, and the small key Qin Qin in front of him was being played by a young and beautiful maid, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thick and lingering nervous look on her face.

"What a wonderful life. Hersh took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly.

The tension on the maid's face grew stronger.

After drinking it all in one gulp, Mrs. Monica in the wine glass got up from the sofa and slowly walked behind the maid. The maid was so nervous that she misplayed five or six syllables in a row, which made her body tremble slightly.

"Stand up and keep playing. Hersh said. The maid did not dare to disobey the orders of her master. She got up from the piano bench, but she couldn't play it, and she had to bend down again in order to play it.

Hersh lifted the little maid's skirt, revealing the white girl's flesh inside. The little maid seemed to know what was going to happen to her, and she trembled even more, but she did not dare to disobey her master's order, and the sound of the harpsichord became trembling.

After a few moments, the harpsichord sounds became chaotic, the major and minor keys were entangled and indistinguishable, the chords became a mess, and from time to time two accents came out that should not be present. After the tea time, the sound of the piano began to become more and more rapid, and gradually formed into a sharp and strange tune, which was no longer cluttered, it became a complete mess, and even beginners were confident that they could play better than this.

"Boom!boom!" Hersh pushed the little maid, who had begun to roll her eyes, to the side and let her lie on the floor panting. The old butler walked in at the right time, holding a brand new set of clothes in his hand, and said, "Lord Baron, are you going out?"

"Well," Hersh replied, and he looked back at the little maid lying on the floor, "get ready, marry her to Parnon, I remember that boy has always liked her." ”

Lenon was one of Hersh's guards.

"Yes, sir. The old butler bowed down respectfully and said.

"Also, to prepare the carriage, let's go to the Golden Oak Tavern. Hersh added.

"Yes. ”

......

"You think the wine isn't strong enough?" Mason felt his mind a little confused.

The special ale wine is already considered a relatively strong wine in the Golden Oak Tavern, but I didn't expect it to be strong enough here.

"Well, it's too light, I like to drink spirits," he nodded, taking a sip of the ale from his glass, and then reached out to a bartender, "Go and give me the strongest drink you've ever had." ”

"The strongest wine, guest, our strongest wine here is 'Doomsday', a glass of gold coins. Are you sure you want to?" Maybe he felt that the amount of dark alcohol was not so large, and drinking 'Doomsday' was a waste of money, so the bartender kindly reminded him.

"I'm sure, go get me a drink. Gloom said.

"Okay guest, please wait" The bartender saw that he had confirmed, so he withdrew.

Sylvia looked dark, got up and followed the bartender.

"Hey, in a moment, you mix some low-proof wine in his wine. Sylvia, who chased out, said to the bartender.

"But this is what your friend asked, and I ......," the bartender looked embarrassed.

"He has to listen to me, too. You do what I say, and I'll give it to you. Sylvia took a silver coin from her pocket and said, "I'll give him the wine then." ”

Tempted by the silver coins, the bartender agreed to Sylvia's request, and he cashed nearly half of the pirate rum in 'Doom', which was a strong liquor, but far from 'Doom'.

"Here you go. Bringing the mixed wine, Sylvia flicked the silver coin to the bartender, and when she turned to leave, she bumped into a tall figure, but Sylvia was quick to grasp the glass, so that she did not spill the wine.

"I'm sorry. Sylvia apologized and prepared to leave.

"Excuse me, it's over?" Hersh reluctantly stopped Sylvia. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed this delicate-looking elf, and it was rare to see such a young elf now. For a moment, Hersh's lustful heart began to stir again.

"And what else do you want?" said Sylvia, who was disliked by the man's naked gaze.

"What do I want?" Hersh licked his lips and said, "I can forgive you as long as you stay with me for one night." Hehe, how about it, it's not difficult for me to complete this request, right?"

"Indecent!" Sylvia suddenly understood, this man was a drunkard, not meant to drink, maybe even bumping into him was prepared by this man.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're right, I like people to call me nasty, especially a beautiful girl like you!" Hersh smiled evilly, his bright red lips making him look like a freshly blood-sucking demon.

"Grab it!"

Two guards with big shoulders and round waists, one on the left and one on the right, held Sylvia.

"Help...... Save ......" hope, struggling for love, and the wine glass is also out of his hand. A hand reached over and covered her mouth, keeping her from screaming.

"Hmm...... Not...... Hmmm......mm It's a pity that if she is a swordsman, she may still have a chance to break away, but she is a ranger, and she has a big battle before, and her arms are not all good yet, so she can't use any strength now, so she can only make a useless "hmm" sound.

The guests in the neighborhood knew Hersh, but no one dared to stop him because of his baronial status.

"Lord Baron, Lord Baron, this Miss Elf is also a guest of our shop, please don't embarrass her. "The owner of the Golden Oak Tavern, a chubby little old man, saw what Hersh had done, and hurriedly ran over to say.

"Do you want to take care of what Ben Jue does, get out of here!" Hersh kicked the shopkeeper, he waved his hand, and said, "Take it away!"

The shopkeeper wanted to sit on the ground without tears, this is good, those beautiful ladies may never come again in the future, without those ladies, those mercenaries who want to hook up with girls here will definitely not come, if this is the case, then his income will be directly reduced by half.

"It's over, it's over......"