The corners of his mouth were like a hint of a smile, which made the men in front of him fall instantly, but the originally seductive smile made people feel that it contained a strong sense of weirdness and malice for some reason.

But these vulgar and irrational soldiers couldn't care so much, they ignored such obvious weirdness, or they didn't even notice it when they were so immersed in Cheryl's beautiful face.

Like hungry wolves, they greedily stare at the rare prey in front of them.

The hungry eyes bursting with scorching flames, the wings of the nose and pupils that are constantly constricting because of excitement, the heavy breathing, the flushed face, and the Adam's apple that constantly swallows all show the despicability in their hearts at this time.

One of the most unbearable guys even unconsciously drooled from the corners of his mouth.

'What a vulgar and rude bunch of fellows, and if it weren't for the Baron's statement that it was a very dangerous day, many of these men were hired as makeshift guards, and these people would not have even been paid for the first day. This rubbish is simply ruining the reputation of the Baron, and when this matter is over today, these people must ask the archdeacon to fire them all. ’

As a noble deacon, he had been well educated and well-trained since he was a child, and he was also very disgusted by the rudeness of these vulgar mercenary guards, who reluctantly worked with them because of Baron de Bisch's orders and his own lack of authority.

But now is obviously not the time to complain about these people, and the deacon looked at the girl in front of him, even if she was embarrassed, but still full of desire. The deacon resisted the feeling in his heart and threatened the girl with a pretense of seriousness.

"This young lady, I repeat, this is the private domain of the great Baron de Bisch family. If you don't leave, I have the right to use force to get you out of here, and I can't guarantee what will happen then. As you can see, these guys around me aren't as polite as I am. ”

"Ha Lu Ha...... This young lady, if you don't want to leave, a few of us can accompany you!" said Da Lu, a guy who looked like a leader in the guards. Several of the vulgar guards around them let out an ugly laugh very cooperatively.

Paris remained unresponsive. There was still a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and he still didn't mean to make a move. 's faint expression made her look like a person from a famous family even though she was covered in dust now. A pure noble woman who has not been deeply involved in the world.

“...... Then I'm sorry. Since you are still obsessed. Then I'm going to have to do something rude that we don't want to happen. The deacon looked at Cheryl, who still didn't say anything, and he had no patience to hand her over to the rude guards behind him.

'It's cheaper for these lowly people, even if this look is simply dressed up. Even prettier than Lady Mela and Miss Lis, alas...... Unable to prove her identity, she can only spoil the garbage. ’

He didn't think about offering the girl in front of him to the baron or the archdeacon, not to mention what would happen if Lady Mera knew about it, just the possibility that the girl might be an assassin, the deacon couldn't have made such an almost brainless choice.

But when he waited for a while, he didn't receive the answer he imagined, only the laughter that had not stopped since just now.

The deacon turned his head angrily and scolded, "You guys, didn't you hear what I said?!" I said that you can dispose of this woman as you like, if you don't want to go up, I think someone else here wants to go to ......."

The deacon vented his anger and dissatisfaction with a frustrated shout, but when he saw several guards behind him, he suddenly stopped venting, and the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart instantly turned into horror and fear.

The guards behind him were laughing wildly as if they were laughing at the deacon. It may seem like this to others, but to the deacon who is close at hand, it's a different story entirely.

Although their mouths were smiling uncontrollably, the expressions on their faces were so full of fear. The mixture of smiles and fear made their laughter at this time overflow with an eerie atmosphere, and the deacon of the etiquette continued to break out in a cold sweat, and soon soaked his neat clothes.

"Don't laugh, ...... Stop, stop, and you, and you'll be fired! You don't want to get a single silver coin......" the deacon threatened loudly. But the constant chatter of his teeth and knees made his words not at all intimidating.

If the deacon had calmed down a little at this time, he would have been able to read the meaning in the eyes of the guards at this time, but the phenomenon beyond his comprehension had completely occupied his heart with fear.

He continued to shout meaninglessly, "You guys, why don't you stop and carry out the order!" Listening to the deacon's illogical yelling, the guards couldn't help but look at him with murderous eyes.

"You're the bastard, don't you see that we've been magically tricked, and don't have the strength to do anything else now?, don't you want to die and don't pull us along, idiot!' This is the almost unanimous inner monologue of the guards, but the most important thing is that the current deacon obviously doesn't take it seriously.

"Please stop screaming, it's ugly. Haven't you noticed yet, or do you not want to believe the facts in front of you? These guards of yours have no way to speak, and they will laugh like this for the rest of their lives. An indifferent beautiful female voice suddenly sounded from behind the deacon.

I just turned my head with difficulty and looked at the purple-haired girl who was still standing there with a calm and serene expression. The indifferent expression could not hide the beautiful figure at all, but added a bit of winter beauty in this winter.

"You...... What the hell have you done!" the deacon asked Cheryl aloud with a broken expression.

Cheryl gently walked on a pair of long, straight and seductive legs, and slowly approached the deacon, her lips lightly opened, and she spat out the desperate truth: "What did I do? I just cast a magic trick on these gentlemen—the 'Tasha Laughter' of the second ring of the Spell Faction. (To be continued......)