Chapter 34: The Little Evil Spirit Is Awesome (3,000 and 5 Collections)
City of Golfito.
The sun is scorching the earth, the temperature is high, and the heat wave is forcing drops of sweat on people's faces.
In this kind of weather, it should be very happy to be able to sit in an air-conditioned drink shop and drink a glass of lemonade coldly.
Just like Roger and the little evil spirits now.
The two sat quietly in the corner by the window, although there was no air conditioning in the store, but the boss brought two oversized ice cubes, which could also release a trace of coolness.
Squeak!
The glass containing strawberry juice in front of the little evil spirit was instantly empty, and she was quite interested in this scarlet juice that was the same color as blood and had a sweet taste, and this was already the seventh cup.
Shaking the glass with only a little residue left in his hand, the voice of the little evil spirit sounded crisply: "Boss, have another glass." β
"At your service, lovely young lady."
Leaving the dungeon was not a difficult thing for Roger and the little evil spirit at all, and the other half of the little evil spirit transformed into Roger, sitting quietly in the corner of the dungeon, motionless, and the soldiers patrolling back and forth did not notice anything abnormal.
The bars of the cages were as if they didn't exist, and they could easily turn their bodies into fluids that could easily pass through the gaps.
The transparent body roamed the aisles in a majestic manner, and although Connie was heavily guarded at the entrance to the dungeon, the soldiers were only lazily leaning against the wall, complaining about the recent scorching weather and the terrible smell of the dungeon's depths, as well as meager wages, high taxes, and rising housing prices.
I took a sip of lemonade, the sweet and sour taste bloomed in my mouth and stimulated my taste buds, and the icy liquid slid down my throat, and the coolness overshadowed the burning.
Roger's gaze looked out the window.
There was a low hillside, the top of which had been bulldozed and replaced by a field of lavish buildings.
It was the residence of Count Matt...... That's right, along the bulldozed hills, there are a large number of townhouses and a single-family castle, all of which are Roland Matt's assets.
Roland Matt, Captain of the Seventh Legion of the Kingdom, Cultist of the Church of Storm and War, and Seventh Order Storm Manipulator.
Extremely suspicious, he didn't believe in any servants hired from the outside market, and suspected that it might be spies planted by hostile forces, and all the subordinates in the family were all elite soldiers selected by Roland Matt from the Seventh Legion who had been fighting with Roland Matt.
These soldiers had only earls in their eyes, not kings.
In addition, there are rumors that Count Roland has embezzled the money allocated by the kingdom to the Seventh Legion to secretly cultivate a group of private soldiers, and there are at least 1,000 combatants on the mountain, which is also the place where other nobles are most jealous of Count Roland.
"Master, when are we going to do it?" The little evil spirit in front of him bit the straw with its white teeth, and bit the straw flat.
It's a bad habit to change.
"I told you so, at night." Roger glanced around and replied.
The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, he has enough patience.
"How's it going on in the dungeon?" Roger asked, taking a sip of lemonade.
"Everything works." The little evil spirit replied briskly, but soon her face became a little strange: "Ah, it looks like someone is coming......"
"Is Chloe, Connie?"
"Well, it's not." The little demon snorted, "It's Miss Rosalina." β
Roger's brow also furrowed, how did Rosalina run to the dungeon?
This was an accident, and the little evil spirit Lilith asked, "Master, what should I do?" β
Roger had a little headache: "Help me deal with it, in short, don't cause bad feelings, don't be hated." β
So, I see, I see.
Lilith kept nodding her little head, she had fully understood what her master meant...... Don't cause bad feelings, that's naturally to cause good feelings, don't be hated, that's naturally to be liked?
As a servant by the master's side, how can you do it if you don't even have the ability to think differently?
in the dungeon.
Rosalina, who was wearing a violet dress, carried the hem of her skirt, and even walked briskly in the aisle without caring about the etiquette of a lady, her long silver hair rippling lightly behind her back.
The dungeon was sweltering, and beads of sweat hung on his fair cheeks.
Roger was caught.
She only found out about it when it was almost noon, and hurried to the dungeon after dropping her knife and fork.
Although the Ballett family has declined, it has some connections after all, and Connie is not the only sheriff in the entire city of Golfito.
When she went to the deepest part of the dungeon and saw Roger sitting quietly in the corner, Rosarina breathed a sigh of relief, at least she didn't look tortured.
"Mr. Roger......"
Roger on the other side looked at Rosalina in a daze, and her slightly dull gaze made her feel a very distorted strangeness, as if the man in front of her was not Roger, but another completely unfamiliar existence.
However, this sluggishness did not last long, Roger's eyes quickly regained their highlights, and he stood up from the ground with a familiar smile on his face: "Ah, I'm very sorry, I thought it was the goddess of dawn who appeared in front of me, and I was stunned for a while." β
'Roger' bent down and apologized: "Forgive my rudeness, Miss Rosalina, it is an honor to meet you here, but this is not the place you should be. β
Rosalina's cheeks were slightly red, and the familiar tone was really Mr. Roger...... It's just bolder than before.
Of course, Rosarina doesn't hate it.
"Mr. Roger's mouth is still as good as ever to deceive girls." Rosarina snorted, and then the expression on her face became a little annoyed: "I should be the one who should apologize." β
"If it weren't for the fact that I met you in private, you wouldn't have been hated by Chloe, let alone ......" Rosarina felt that Roger's arrest was all her responsibility.
'Roger' smiled lightly: "Miss Rosalina, don't you know who Chloe is, just our contact in the Sanctuary is enough to make Chloe target me, so please don't blame yourself, it's not your fault." β
Rosarina's lips twitched, and she remembered something: "By the way, why did you say that I met you in private in front of so many people, and deliberately said it so ambiguously, obviously nothing happened, but now everyone in the entire Golfito City knows that my fiancΓ©e cuckolded Chloe......"
"Do you care about these reputations?" Roger asked.
Rosarina shook her head, "No." β
"Are you happy?"
Rosarina's little head was crooked, thinking back to the fermentation of this morning, everyone was laughing at Chloe, extremely humiliated, and then remembering that when Chloe came to the door to question herself, she was furious, her face was distorted, and she looked hideous like a ghost, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile: "Happy." β
"That's no problem, it can make Miss Rosalina happy, it's worth it for me to be locked up here."
Shaking her head vigorously, splitting her soul for two purposes, especially over there, is not an easy thing for the little evil spirit, she must always pay attention to maintaining Roger's image.
"Phew, by the way, Miss Rosalina, you don't have to worry too much about Koroy's affairs, no matter what means are used, I will definitely prevent him from marrying you." Roger pointed to his chest: "Even if you risk my life." β
It's just that this sentence made Rosalina's heart tremble slightly, no matter what means she used, even at the cost of her life, she had to stop her wedding with Koroy? Rosalina could clearly feel that her heart was beating faster and her cheeks were getting hot, which could have been caused by the stuffy environment of the dungeon, but for a young girl, there was always a search for something more romantic.
What does Mr. Roger mean by that?
Could it be ...... He, he, he actually likes me?
In order to make yourself happy, it doesn't matter if you go to jail?
Even if you don't want to offend Chloe, you want to publicize that he met with him in private, in fact, out of a man's possessiveness, and wanted to show the people of Golfito that he belonged to him?
No matter what means are used, to prevent Chloe from having a wedding with himself, isn't this a clear indication that he wants to snatch her away from Chloe?
If it's a very good friend, or a relative says so, Rosalina will think that the other party is purely concerned about herself, but she and Roger have just met...... Rosalina's little head couldn't be controlled, and she began to think wildly.
"Why, why are you helping me because we are not related?" Rosarina's eyes were in a trance, and her gaze involuntarily drifted to the other side: "I, I just happen to look very similar to your wife, I'm not her......"
Inexplicably, she feels like she is being used as a stand-in for other women.
"I know, I'm very clear, you are you, she is her." Roger stared at Rosalina and said quietly, "Except for the first meeting, I never thought of you as her!" β
Rosarina's heart, which had finally calmed down, was once again in turmoil.
She could feel that the uncomfortable feeling of being used as a substitute for other women in her heart was instantly swept away, and it was replaced by joy.
She didn't want to admit it, but she had to face it, Mister Roger was a very mysterious man, and there seemed to be a strange power in him that attracted her closer.
I always feel very comfortable when I stay with Mr. Roger, and all the pressure accumulated in my body dissipates cleanly, and it is replaced by unprecedented ease.
This kind of affection made Rosalina particularly flustered, could it be that she actually ...... to Mr. Roger Also...... Also...... Why is the body so hot, is it shy?
Rosalina's brain fell into an unprecedented mess, and she didn't even dare to face Roger's face: "Anyway, anyway, I'll find a way to get you out." β
With a word, Rosarina left the dungeon almost as if she were fleeing.
Until Rosalina's back could no longer be seen, Roger's face suddenly collapsed, and he snapped his fingers.
"That's it."
"It's worthy of being a little evil spirit, it's really great, it's so easy to get a woman, the master will definitely praise us when the time comes, hehe." A wicked grin came from the little demon's mouth.
"Ahh
This time, it's Christina.
After all, the honorary bishop was arrested, and as an archbishop it is impossible to remain indifferent.
"Look at me, master......"
An older unmarried woman like Christina is the easiest to handle.
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Ahh
At the drink shop, Roger sneezed violently, is it because it is too cold here, and he always feels a little hairy on his back.
Looking at the little evil spirit in front of him, he looked like a thief, and he didn't know what bad things he was thinking.
Glancing out the window, the whole world was already covered with a scarlet veil, and night was falling.
Roger finally stood up: "Let's go, little evil spirit, it's time to do it!" β