Late at night, sister cities, Adventurers' Guild.

Robben walked out of the hall of the guild, tucked the reward he had just received into his pocket, and opened his umbrella and walked into the drizzle.

The rain was heavy, but the water droplets swept up by the wind were enough to wet the pants that the umbrella couldn't shelter, which is why Robben hated rainy days so much.

Some establishments are not closed, even late at night, such as taverns. The brightly lit taverns bring a touch of earthly fireworks to the city. Mercenaries, helpers, adventurers, people from all walks of life will come here at the end of the day to relieve their stress.

"Now that you've been promoted to a Gold Adventurer, it's time to leave the city." Robben was thinking about his future plans. He glanced back at the Adventurers' Guild behind him, and suddenly realized that he had been in this world for three years.

From being at a loss at the beginning to being at ease now, Robben has established himself here.

Suddenly, a carriage sped past behind Law, and the mud from the horse's hooves and wheels splattered high, and if it weren't for Robben's quick reaction, the new clothes he had just bought would have been wasted.

[Your eagle-eyed eyes see the identity of the carriage clearly, it is Vincent's carriage from the baron's house, this down-and-out little nobleman is not an "iron plate", a guy you can knead at will. Let's go! Teach this impatient baboon a lesson, after all, he already has a way to die! A seamless plan comes to mind, the guys at the Spear of Hapas have been restless lately, and they're a good place to blame......]

"Enough!" Robben shook his head violently, interrupting the chatter in his head. Ever since he crossed over into this world, he had such a voice in his head. Robben prefers to call it a demon in his heart than Goldfinger, after all, this thing is almost like the protagonist of some of the online novels he read before he crossed over, and he can kill his whole family at every turn. If it had been done as it said, Robben's life would have reopened.

"You demons, don't mess with my mind!"

[Inner Demon? Laughing to death, the reason why you don't listen to me is just because you are too weak, you are afraid that Vincent has some unknown background from the baron, after all, his wife has an unclear relationship with the eldest son of the Schneider family, if you are a legendary Adamantite-level adventurer-]

Robben ignored the demon's gibberish, his energy drawn to the movement on the other side of the tavern: a young girl in a wizard's robe seemed to be surrounded by several thugs on the street.

"Thank you for inviting me to drink, well, ...... today"

"Little sister, you see it's so dark, let's send you home!"

Robben looked closely, and the girl looked very drunk, and her whole body was limp and weak, and she could only lean half of her body against a wine barrel, and the thugs who surrounded her obviously had no good intentions, and their eyes flashed with greed.

The girl's robe was made of excellent fabric, and the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with gold thread, which was worth a lot of money at first glance, and it was no wonder that the gangsters took her as a prey, and if they succeeded, it would kill two birds with one stone.

Robben snorted and grabbed the ring-headed knife in his hand, and he decided to save the girl.

[The unworldly girl, drunk by the bastards of the tavern, everyone knows what she will face next, and the dirty and lowly bastards stir on the snow-white body of the noble magician...... Those noble sons in the Academy of Magic, I am afraid they would never have dreamed that the beauties they had been dreaming of for a long time had become someone else's shape. By the way, do you like puffs? 】

The puff of God stepping on a horse! Robben was angry - he used to like to eat puffs, and this demon must be a bit of a side hustle!

【女女の落としかた】

Robben: ......

After trying to clear his mind of distractions, Robben drew his sword and appeared in front of the thugs.

"Get out." His words were very brief, but they were particularly convincing when paired with the gold adventurer badge pinned to his neckline.

"It's not over!"

The gangsters were unwilling, but under Robben's coercion, they could only give up the prey they had in hand, and then left full of resentment.

By the time Robben drove the gangsters away, the girl had collapsed on the barrel.

Robben examined her carefully: it was a very beautiful girl, her hair was as smooth as velvet under the witch's hat, and her palm-sized cheeks were delicate and fair, warm and moist skin like ancient Greek stone sculptures. Maybe it was the cold of the night, or maybe it was a slight drunkenness, and a flush appeared on her cheeks.

The girl's upper body was wrapped in a delicate black wizard robe, the wide wizard robe could not hide her delicate curves and proud bulges, the slender waist and tight buttocks were hitting Robben's nerves every minute and every second.

The little witch was too drunk to sit on the barrel, and Robben was only in a daze for a moment, and she slipped off the barrel like mud. A cocked nail also hooked the hem of the robe, exposing the last line of defense.

Black, very delicate, extraordinary craftsmanship.

Robben hurriedly hugged her and covered the spring light with a wizard's robe. During "Eating Alone", Robben noticed that the little witch had a pair of black stockings on her standard supermodel legs, brown leather boots on her feet, and gold spiderweb-like decorations on the sides of the boots. Judging from the color, it is likely to be a gold product.

Dressed so decently, this girl must not be from a bad background, I don't know how she could run to such a place and get drunk.

[Now she belongs to you, and the place where you live is not far from here. When you go back, you can do anything to her, it's time for the girl to feel the pain of breaking the melon, and it's time for herself to graduate......]

Damn the demons!

Robben rubbed his face, forcibly calming his restless heart.

He shook the girl's upper body, trying to sober her up, and he was going to ask where the girl lived and send her back. However, she was so drunk that she couldn't wake up at all - maybe it wasn't just drunk, but she was drugged, which was very much in line with the style of those gangsters.

Since the girl can't wake up, Robben can only take her back to his house first, and then deal with her when she wakes up. Leaving her here and letting her be taken away by the thugs is a result.

Robben turned his back and first let the girl lie on his back, her arms naturally hanging down around his neck, and then Robben spread the girl's legs apart and clamped his waist, his own hands tightly wrapped around her ass.

This is the most labor-saving way to carry people, because successfully pressing the weight on themselves is not easy to fall, but it also brings a consequence - the girl is directly pressed on Robben's back.

Damn the demons!

The demon's words stimulated Robben, and he backhanded the handle of the umbrella in the gap between the two of them, and ran quickly towards his house.

Running all the way, Robben rushed back to the house he had rented from the Adventurers' Guild in less than five minutes.

Unlike the Mercenary Association, which specializes in fighting and killing, the Adventurers' Association has everything in its commissions, from exploring ancient ruins to helping find lost cats, as long as it is within their ability, adventurers will do anything, and "intermediaries" are no exception. The adventurer's association in the city has assumed the function of an intermediary in modern society, from martial arts apprenticeship to house rental and sale, there is nothing that the association cannot do. After getting acquainted with the reception lady who issued the task, Robben also successfully rented a good house with good lighting, convenient transportation, and inexpensive rent.

Walking through alleys, opening iron gates, and ascending narrow staircases, Robben eventually returns to his home.

Without time to light the candles, Robben walked to his bed in the dark and threw the girl on his bed as if it were unloading, the old bed board was overwhelmed and creaked.

Looking at the girl who fell into a dream peacefully, and there was even a trace of crystal at the corner of her mouth, Robben scolded in his heart: I didn't wake up all the way, what is the fierce material added to this wine?

The darkness did not hinder his activities, and Robben easily approached the menorah, took the flint from his bosom, and lit the candles in the menorah. While lighting the candles, Robben also took the opportunity to burn the fireplace next to him. Candles and charcoal fires bring light and make the girl's face clearer.

Even though he has seen it a few times, Robben still feels from the bottom of his heart: This girl is so beautiful!

He took off the girl's witch hat and rested it on the bedside table, and the witcher's robes, which were a little damp from the rain, were naturally stripped off and hung by the fireplace to dry. Under the girl's wizard robe was a white knitted sweater, and the hem of the knitted sweater just wrapped around the two roundnesses, wrapping the spring light and the line of defense. After doing this, Robben's eyes fell on the girl's feet. No matter how beautiful a girl's feet are, wrapped in boots all night, it will become difficult to swallow the next morning, not to mention that Robben will not allow anyone to wear shoes to his bed.

So he bent down, unzipped his boots, and pulled them off the girl's feet, revealing the little feet in black stockings. The girl's feet were not big, probably less than 35 yards, and when they were suddenly exposed, they trembled slightly in the air, and even with the barrier of socks, they could not hide the delicate cuteness of the pair of jade feet.

[Get up, play well, don't say it's a bite, even if you smell it, it's also longevity! ] Don't deny it, it's really what you think. 】

Robben: ......

I'm so angry, but I can't refute it, I must have been spoiled by the damn demons!

Robben froze in place by the words of the demons, holding the girl's boots in his hand, feeling the warm and soft touch in the boots, he was at a loss.

[No one will know, what are you waiting for?] Pick up her pair of perfect works of art, bring the soles of your feet together, and see the little nest in the middle? Put it in, rub it gently, rub it - you can play with those boots first to increase your attack speed. Well, isn't it normal to get some dirt on your socks or shoes on a rainy day? You're just cleaning her up. 】

Robben's heart was beating faster, the girl's breath lingering on the tip of his nose, and the demons in his heart almost broke his will.

No! I, Robben, am a righteous man and a gentleman, a little little little devil, dare to mess with my mind?!

He threw his boots on the ground, grabbed the girl's ankles, and tucked those cute little feet into the quilt, and he didn't even have time to take off his socks—Robben couldn't guarantee that they would be put in the right place when they were taken off.

After doing all these things, Robben pulled a blanket and lay down on the floor and fell asleep.

……

[She's not my child]

This is the most common thing Emma Lesha's biological father, Qassem Dibilis, said to her.

There are many nobles in the kingdom of Moxilan, among which four nobles are the most powerful, Emma's father is from the Dibilisi family, and is one of the heirs of the next head of the family, and Emma's mother is a beautiful elf.

Emma took her mother's surname, which was the opposite of the custom of the kingdom of Moxilan, but who made her mother an elf?

The nobles of Moxilan revered bloodlines, and honored them as "pure-bloods". In this atmosphere, a person who got involved with the elves and gave birth to a child could never become the head of the Dibilisi family. Fortunately, little Emma did not inherit the characteristic pointed ears of the elves, otherwise she would have drowned in the basin when she was born.

But there is no doubt that Emma's mother and son have also become a burden and the biggest weakness of her father, so her mother quietly disappeared after leaving a large fortune to her daughter, and she also became the "child of a friend of Qasim" who lived in the Dibilisi family.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mr. Qassem Dibilis is really righteous, taking care of the orphan daughter of a friend for ten years.

No one cared about Emma's thoughts.

She couldn't call her father father. After the age of seven, she never saw her mother again. She just wanted to be a great magician and make a name for herself as a mother.

Emma has seen such a future countless times in her sweet sleep......

The next morning, the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes after her nose twitched twice: a strange ceiling, a strange bed, an unfamiliar room, and a strange smell in the air.

She jerked over from the bed and sat up, her eyes wide open, and she began to remember what had happened last night. Emma thought about it seriously, but she only remembered that she had walked into the tavern in the city last night in search of a guide who could take her into the Emerald Forest, but the guide did not find her, but she chatted for a long time with the warm and friendly young people in the tavern, and the young people took the initiative to order her a glass of special wine...... And then here she is.

Emma hung her head and noticed that although the wizard's robe and hat had been taken off and the boots were gone, the rest of the clothes were still intact, the knitwear showed no signs of being turned over, and there was no discomfort on her body except for a slight ache. After discovering that everything was normal, the girl's uneasiness about the unfamiliar environment dissipated for the most part, and she began to look around and look around: it was a very ordinary hut that seemed rather shabby to her. While observing her surroundings, she found her hat and robe, but she didn't know where her boots were.

When she tiptoed off the bed, she was stunned: she saw a young man with black hair lying on the floor in a strange position, and it was his own missing boots that served as his pillow.

Emma:?!