Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 102 The most terrifying existence in the guild

"I'm going to see that child." Felissa couldn't sit still and stood up. Influenced by some concepts in her previous life, she would always be a little softer on the child. In addition, many times, the living environment is like this, and they don't

There is no choice, just take one if you can.

"Eat first." Azarez pinned her down at the dining table and poured her a glass of milk. It was obvious that he didn't care at all about the child he caught and tied up in the stable, and only focused on Felissa.

There was no rush, the person was there and he wouldn't run away, so Felissa finished her breakfast and then walked to the stable in the backyard.

Asalez naturally followed her. He knew very well what he tied up. According to the method he tied, it was unlikely that anyone from the demon race or the human race would be able to break free, so he safely tied up the young man.

Leave it there overnight and ignore it.

When he was five meters away from the stables, Azarez stopped Felissa: "Miss, stop here, you can do it here."

Felissa frowned as she looked at the boy whose hands were tied to the stable post.

She couldn't see a trace of youthful vigor in this young man. He was like a middle-aged man who had been tempered by a heavy life and had lost all hope and future. He was hunched over and looked over with deep caution and caution.

……numbness.

"Azarez," Felissa said softly, "untie him."

"Yes." Azarez agreed. With him here, he was not afraid of what tricks the young man would pull out, so he stepped forward and untied the young man.

Even after being untied, the young man seemed very calm. He rubbed his wrists that had been tied up all night, but made no other movements.

Maybe I was left alone all night, thinking about something, and I was frightened by my own imagination, so now I seem to be hopeless.

But what he met was Felissa. Even though she had been in this world for so many years, Felissa still had not learned to take human life lightly.

Felissa lifted up her skirt, squatted down, and kept her eyes level with the boy's. She asked in a gentle voice, "What's your name?"

Equality of sight often makes people feel respected. No matter what, the attitude must be there. After all, Felissa does not intend to do anything with this child.

The young man pursed his lips and said two words firmly: "Tom."

This name is a bad name among the common people. If you shout "Tom" on the Bronze Avenue, half of the people on the street will turn around.

The boy was given this name probably because it saves trouble. I don’t know who named him, but the person who named him must not have had any intentions.

"So, Tom, why did you come to my house?" Felissa guided Tom in a steady tone, "Did someone ask you to come?"

The young man immediately became alert: "Why are you asking so many questions? If you want to kill or behead me, I won't tell you any news!"

Seeing that he was on guard, Felissa smiled and changed the subject lightly: "Okay, then I won't ask anymore, Azarez, just send the person out."

Seeing her giving up questioning so easily, Tom was a little stunned for a moment, wondering what her intention was.

But Azarez knew that Felissa was serious, because she had no intention of embarrassing such a child, nor did she intend to get any information from him.

So he stepped forward and picked up the boy who was still in a daze, and walked towards the back door, moving quickly without giving him any time to react. It wasn't until he stood at the back door that he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. It took him a long time to realize that he was so safe.

Came out of a noble house without incident.

It's just that Felissa doesn't plan to do anything to him, but Azarez doesn't necessarily. Of course, sometimes, no big action is needed, just one sentence is enough: "If you encounter trouble, you can go to Rhodes.

Maybe he will help you."

Tom looked at him and spoke in a very loud tone, as if he was not trying to refute Azarez, but trying to convince himself: "I don't believe you, you nobles are not good people!"

Regarding such comments, Azarez was noncommittal, laughed it off, and closed the door.

The seeds of alienation have been planted, and all he has to do now is wait for them to germinate.

Tom walked back to the abandoned avenue in a daze and walked to the guild.

"Hey, kid!" A man he didn't know stopped him, "The boss wants you to come back and find him."

When he mentioned "The Boss", there was a bit of fear in Tom's eyes. It was real fear, because he had seen the cruelty and ruthlessness of that man with his own eyes, not to mention, the woman next to him now was as cunning as a fox.

He walked slowly to the "boss" room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." The voice that answered was a charming female voice, with the slightest hint of ambiguity as if she had just woken up.

Tom composed himself, opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings in this room are not inferior to those of a small aristocratic home. There is a soft velvet carpet under the feet, long and high-grade spices are lit in the incense burner, and a crystal chandelier is shining above the head. It can be seen that this

Abandoned Avenue is not as poor as outsiders understand. At least the boss of this "guild" still has some financial resources.

A figure swayed behind the large hanging gauze bed a few meters away. A white hand stretched out from behind the gauze curtain and slowly opened the bed curtain, revealing a face that definitely did not conform to human aesthetics.

Such a soft and charming appearance has always been despised by the human race, feeling that it is not dignified and dignified, pretentious and petty, but this woman has a natural sense of charm that makes people forget these prejudices.

The woman wearing only a bathrobe leaned against the head of the bed at an angle, her eyes slightly raised, showing a sense of charm. She waved to the boy, with a little hook in her voice: "Don't stand like that.

It’s far away, come here.”

Tom looked at her nose, nose, and heart, pretending not to hear that the last person who was too close to her had already been devoured by wild dogs.

"Tsk, what an unpleasant child." The woman complained softly, "Am I that scary?"

Tom almost opened his mouth to answer, but the moment he opened his mouth, his mind suddenly cleared. He bit the soft flesh on the inside of his mouth and continued to act as if he didn't hear anything.

"Don't embarrass your child." A scolding voice sounded from the bed.

It turned out that there was another person in the room, but because of the shadow hanging from the gauze curtain and the fact that he was lying down, if he didn't make a sound, he wouldn't have noticed that there was someone else there.

This is the person with the most power in the guild, the boss of the guild.

He airborne to the Abandoned Avenue. Before he airborne, the forces of the Abandoned Avenue were scattered. Although the guild was a veteran force on the Abandoned Avenue, its status was only in the middle or upper class. Until this man appeared and swept through with an absolute iron fist.

He conquered the entire abandoned avenue, and those who obeyed him would submit to him, and those who disobeyed would be killed directly.

Now everyone on the abandoned road is afraid of him, because this man can do magic.

(End of chapter)