Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 81 The first step of counterattack

"Are you really unwilling?" Felissa looked at Azarez's expression carefully, "This opportunity is rare. There will be no such store after this village. You don't need to consider me."

What does he want in this village and this shop? His purpose is to return to the Demon Clan, not to stay in the Human Clan and get promoted and make a fortune.

So he decisively refused again: "It's not necessary, I don't need these."

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was too harsh, he lowered his voice again: "I am your deacon, and it is enough to stay by your side."

Since he was so insistent, Felissa didn't force it. As for the reason for his refusal...

Felissa didn't believe a word of it.

"Come on, come with me to say no to His Highness," Felissa turned around and led Azarez back and forth along the same path, but Azarez lagged behind her as usual.

It was rare for Fred to be rejected, so he didn't show any displeasure. He just felt strange: "Why?"

Of course Felicia would not tell the truth, she just smiled and said: "The cabinet is indeed very attractive to me, but you won't become fat if you eat it in one bite. If you eat too quickly, you will choke to death. When the day comes that I can enter the cabinet openly, I hope your highness will allow it."

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She refused very tactfully, which saved Fred enough face. Fred didn't care too much, but just looked at Azarez with a pity: "I have seen his practical class, he is very strong."

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Hearing this, Azarez regretted showing off his strength. He had misjudged the entrance exam for the Human Race's Academy of Braves, which made him unable to keep a low profile now.

Since he was taking a make-up exam and no one gave him a reference, he asked Felissa what the exam format was. Felissa just said that he should just follow the examiner's instructions. She didn't say anything else and shook her head when asked again.

Don't know anything.

However, the test questions are indeed not difficult. Three irregularly moving targets are set up ten meters away, and he can only use one magic trick. The time limit is one minute.

The question was not difficult, at least in Azarez's eyes. He recited the lowest level wind spell and easily hit three targets. As a result, he was rated as advanced.

He was stupid at the time. The demon clan's evaluation of magic is based on its lethality, so he specially picked a magic with very little power. Originally, he just wanted to pretend to be ordinary, even if it was a crane, he never thought that he could achieve such a good result.

score.

When Felissa found out, she was very envious: "It's so amazing. I can only hit one target, but it's just a miss."

Azalez contacted Felissa's score of just over 60. There is nothing he doesn't understand. In this test of the human race, hitting one target is beginner, two targets is intermediate, and three targets is advanced. He thinks he is smart.

, in the end, the cleverness was mistaken for the cleverness.

But if you think about it, there are also advantages to being in the advanced class. After all, the students in the advanced class are all nobles with better backgrounds. He can also find out their strength level, so when he fights with others in actual combat classes, he always wants to

Let the opponent use the strongest moves and do his best. After all, everyone has grown up with similar education. Who can be any worse than the other? From the perspective of others, they will naturally think that he is very strong.

"If you are in need, of course we are obligated and I am willing to do whatever we can for you." Felicia bowed and did not perform the courtesy of a lady, but the surrender ceremony of a courtier, but what she said was also very skillful,

She only said that she could do what she could, not that she would go through fire and water, leaving enough room for herself. After all, she was not willing to watch Azarez take risks under Fred's order.

Since Felissa clearly refused, Fred naturally would not force anyone to do anything. He smiled and made a gesture: "Sit down first and settle the matter at hand first. It's almost time for Yuri and Nancy to arrive."

Really talking about Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Yuri and Nancy were led in by the maid one after another, followed by attendants holding large amounts of paper and pens, and a teacher who was forcibly snatched from the academy and was good at painting.

As soon as these teachers entered the prime minister's house, they shrunk and wanted to bury their heads in the ground.

In fact, Safi's reputation has become a bit high recently, and no one wants to have anything to do with the prime minister. However, what Ulysses passed on was Fred's order, which could not be refused.

"Your Highness," Ulysses saluted Fred, "I have found all the people you are looking for. Let's start as soon as possible?"

"Well," Fred nodded, looked at the crowded room, and said, "Thank you for making this trip. I need your help to clarify some rumors about Safi these days.

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Is it a rumor? Although everyone nodded in agreement, only they knew whether they believed it or not. However, the royal family has spoken out, and no matter how deep they don’t believe it, they have to act like they believe it on the surface.

While Felissa was away, Fred and Safi discussed how to maximize the benefits in this matter, and now is the first step in implementation.

Safi stood up, and her innate aristocratic dignity made everyone's hearts tremble. Some of the murmurs in her heart were unconsciously put away, and a look of reverence appeared on her face.

"I have been studying various theft techniques over the years," the girl's cold and majestic voice echoed in the room, "I have studied a lot, and naturally I know how to prevent and restrain it in advance. Please note it down. It is expected that

Make three hundred copies and distribute them to the people."

These words were 70% true and 30% false. Safi was a little nervous when she said it, but she had to cross this hurdle in her heart. If she couldn't convince herself, how could she convince others.

Then Safi began to talk about her "research results", while the painter who was forcibly invited was furiously taking notes.

Safi talked for nearly an hour, all about what she saw, heard and felt. She was a little surprised that there was so much content because she was not actually a very talkative person.

"It's instinct," Azarez sighed in a low voice, "or maybe it's talent." He regretted that such a good young man was not born into the demon clan.

Because it is instinctive, he will unconsciously pay attention to, for example, which house to visit, whether the lock of their house can be opened, whether the defense is tight, and if there is a theft, how to arrange the route. These are not things Safi deliberately pays attention to.

It is an instinctive reaction of the body, as natural as breathing.

"Okay, let's talk about this first." Safi picked up the teacup at hand, took a sip, and exhaled, "I'll give you an hour. You can discuss it and make a sample. I have to work hard at night to follow it.

The samples will be drawn and we will arrange for someone to prepare them for printing as soon as possible.”

The painters responded and withdrew one by one. Under the guidance of the maid, they went to another room to discuss, but there were only six young people left here.

(End of chapter)