Section 78 Type

"Speaking of which, I can say that you are an admirer. ”

"Admirers?"

"That's right, your equestrian skills are really good...... Would you like to have a drink with your admirers?" Ann chuckled, picking up two glasses of red wine from the table next to her (both poured for the guests) and handing one of them to Ashrufat.

"My riding skills are actually pretty average. Ashrufat took the cup, but did not drink it, but held it in his hand. "Just because I have a good horse. ”

"Huh...... To win is to win. Victory depends on many aspects, even just luck. But," Ann looked at Ashruphat playfully, leaning forward slightly. "Luck is also part of a person's strength. If you don't even have luck, then how can a person win? Horse racing is supposed to be a race of mounts. ”

"That's right. Ashrufat replied. "Excuse me, Ms. An, are you ......?"

"I'm not from this city, I'm from Wallonia. Ann replied. "But I come here every year to watch the horse races. It was a good game, wasn't it?"

"Sit over there?" the woman who called herself Ann suggested. The place she was pointing to was a corner of the hall. Ashruphat noticed that she had also held the glass in her hand but had not drank.

Ashrufat didn't refuse, anyway, it was to kill time, and it would be good to have someone to talk to. The woman named Ann was slender and wore a red low-cut gown, which was undoubtedly tailor-made to bring out the advantages of her figure: she had a slightly exaggerated breasts and a slender waist that was so slender that she could barely hold it. These two advantages are the most mainstream pursuit of men's female body at present. Not only that, but she was also young and beautiful - with a charming face and a down-to-earth demeanor. If you compare it with flowers, then in front of Ashrufat is a blooming rose.

Even better, the rose appears to have no thorns.

"Speaking of which, I think I've heard people say you've lost your memory?" Ann asked after sitting down.

"It's not like, it's me...... I really don't remember what happened before. Ashrufat replied. There's no need to hide that, and then again, with that lady Ace's mouth, the whole city should know about it by now.

"I thought it was a rumor. It really doesn't look like it, though. ”

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Because you have a resolute look in your eyes, you can't see the slightest bit of confusion. Ann said with a smile. "I've heard that people with amnesia are more confused. ”

"Maybe it's because I've been on the road for half my life, so it's easier for me to adapt to different environments. Ashrufat said.

"You speak with such a sense of humor. Ann laughed, holding her wine glass in one hand and holding her chin in a graceful position with the other. "Now maybe all the men in the whole city of Bracian are envious of you, and all the women are envious of your two fiancées. ”

"I really didn't know how attractive I was. ”

That's because you're not realised. Ann said. "An ordinary squire nobleman earns only about three hundred to seven hundred dollars a year, and you get the equivalent of twenty or thirty years of income for someone else's income at one time, who wouldn't envy me?" she said with a smile. This smile has the charm of turning people upside down, in fact, her face really interprets the word "eyebrows with affection" to the extreme at this moment. Unfortunately, Ashruphat was looking at the glass of wine in his hand at this time, so he didn't notice her expression.

"That's just in the country. Ashrufat replied.

"If you lose your memory, why do you remember that you were a mercenary?"

"Oh, that's easy. Ashrufat said. "Because I remember...... Vaguely remember some skills. He looked at his right hand, "Some...... Skills that make a difference. ”

"Combat skills?" Ann leaned in to him. "You have an aura like a beast. I'm familiar with this smell. Only warriors who have experienced countless bloody battles and defeated countless enemies can feel this way...... It's fascinating. ”

"War is not a good thing. Ashrufat said. "Someone seems to have told me...... War is a terrible thing, and it must be avoided whenever possible. ”

"It doesn't look like a mercenary. For mercenaries, war is the only way to have an income, not to have a job?"

"I think so too. Probably because of this mood, I gave up this profession and came here, relying on this marriage contract to eat and wait for death. ”

"yes, hee-hee...... Good men are unusual everywhere. Gold will still shine even if it's thrown into the sand, won't you?" Ann stood up, "Come, let's do a dance." ”

Ashrufat also noticed that the band's music had changed from the bright and intense music it had just been to a much more gentle dance music. For this ball, the appetizers are over and the main course is officially on.

There were already about ten couples dancing on the dance floor, but the two sisters weren't among them. This woman named Ann is a good dancer, at least when she dances this dance. However, her physical strength does not seem to be very good. After the two of them successfully danced a song, she became obviously delicate and slightly panting, and even the beads of sweat could be seen on her head.

He helped Ann to the corner where people could rest, and when he walked a step, Ann suddenly stepped on the air, and the whole person fell into his arms.

"I'm so sorry. Ann quickly stabilized her body and apologized to him. "I was careless. ”

"Ashrufat. Another voice sounded, and Ashrufat didn't need to turn his head to know that the Dao was a star carving.

"Oh, your fiancée is here. Ann pressed to his ear and said quickly in an intimate and ambiguous posture. "I'm not going to be in the middle, see you next time. ”

She took a few steps before she stopped, looking back at the dance floor. Ashruphat was already on the dance floor with Xingke, and from the angry expressions on Xingke's face, he could guess what the two were talking about. Nine times out of ten, he is asking "why are you talking to this strange woman", and the other party's answer is also "No, just a casual chat and a dance." ”

Ann pursed her lips and walked forward. She didn't go back to the corner where she had chatted, as she had planned, but left through a side door in the hall.

After leaving the hall where the guests were entertained, she made a small circle outside the garden and came to a small room at the side entrance of the garden. In this room, there are already people waiting for her.

"Miss Shirley, things aren't going well. Ann said as she walked in and closed the door.

"Didn't you say that all men are?" replied Shirley in disbelief. "I thought with your professional experience, I could do it. ”

"That's right, men are all lustful, but the 'color' of what they like is different, and he doesn't necessarily eat this set. ”

"Can't catch his eye with your bust?"

"Big breasts are not everything. Ann laughed. "Every man likes a different type, and I believe it's more appropriate for you to seduce him than me. From this point of view," her voice was mixed with three points of ambiguity. "Sometimes, poor milk is also a rare resource. Of course, only sometimes. ”

"Don't make jokes, it's important to me. Shirley glared at the other party, half of her anger was because something was really wrong, and the other half was because of the ambiguous taste of the other party's last sentence full of irony. "There's really no way to seduce him?"

"He has very little interest in me. Ann shook her head. "I'm sorry, but that's the way it is. With my professional eye, I could see it all at once. Even if I try to express anything further, it is just a waste of time, and it can even cause disgust. ”

"Aren't all mercenaries a bunch of dissolute men?"

"It should be said that most of them are hungry ghosts, but it's normal to have one or two exceptions by chance. Ann replied. "Besides, there is no shortage of women for the time being. He is already with two fiancées. ”

"Sure enough...... Failed?" Shirley muttered to herself, and then she immediately raised her voice. "So, do you have anything to think of him?"

"He claims to have amnesia......" Ann frowned, recalling the bits and pieces of the moment. "But to be honest, it's not quite like that. Because he was horribly calm, and he didn't flinch at all. Either he was used to seeing big scenes in the past, or it was just a smoke. But his way of talking and behaving ...... Definitely not like an ordinary mercenary. I've seen countless men, so I'm pretty sure he must have been given complete etiquette instruction, which suggests that there is a good chance that he was of extraordinary origin, or at least educated...... And...... He should be a more powerful fighter. ”

"Sure enough......" Shirley whispered to herself.

"Follow my instincts for men. Ann continued. "He should be a bold and daring man...... It should be said that it is the type that can take responsibility. To be honest, it made me feel a little moved. Such a man is not easy to find, and it is no wonder that the Countess Marianne worked hard to bring about this marriage. It may be difficult to convince him to give up his two fiancées, unless it is a great danger or temptation...... Otherwise, you basically don't have to think about it. ”

"You just said he was a strong fighter?"

"That's right, his hands are very stable and powerful, which is only possible with the sword-wielding arm that has been trained for a long time. Because when he walked and sat down to chat with his glass, the wine in the glass barely swayed. This sense of balance is not something that everyone has, and it can only be achieved after rigorous training...... As for strength, he also has a lot of strength. Because I thought he could pick me up without any effort at all. Or even half the strength of one arm. I was down with all my might, but he only supported me with a slight effort. She laughed again. "I think his physical strength is very superhuman, and if he is in bed, unless I am out of the horse, three or five ordinary women will probably beg for mercy. Even me...... Well, it's better to have one more woman to be safe. ”

"Don't turn these crooked thoughts, I didn't hire you to satisfy your delusions!"

"I know the truth, so you're the boss and I'm the employee. Ann smiled and made a curtsy in obedience. "But I still have to say that if he comes to my brothel, I'd be willing to give him a free reception and try his skills. She noticed the displeasure on her employer's face. "But in any case, this person may be difficult to deal with ordinary level of violence. ”