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While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the master bedroom on the third floor.

At the door of the bedroom, the first male servant and the first female servant were already waiting here.

They were specifically responsible for serving the male and female masters.

"Master, we have prepared the bathroom and clothes for you. Please take a bath first and then change into decent clothes." The first male servant Aryan said.

Charlemagne nodded with satisfaction, turned to Judy and said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll take a bath first, dear."

Judy nodded slightly and said nothing.

When Aryan took Charlemagne to the bathroom, Judy said to the first female servant, "Go tell the housekeeper to withdraw all the servants on the third floor when the young master comes back."

The first female servant nodded immediately: "Yes, master."

After saying that, she turned around.

When Judy pushed the door and walked into the bedroom, she found a figure standing in the bedroom.

Whoosh!

Judy's heart moved, and two sharp daggers flew over like bullets in an instant.

Snap!

The man casually stretched out his hand, and he easily caught the deadly flying knife with three fingers.

Seeing this scene, Judy's eyes narrowed. She knew the power of her attack very well.

She knew more clearly what kind of strength the person who could catch the flying knife in such an easy way had.

"Who are you?" Judy looked at the man and asked coldly.

The man was wearing ordinary clothes. She recognized him as the ordinary young man who just stood beside Charlemagne.

The young man tilted his head slightly. Under Judy's gaze, the skin on his face kept wriggling, and then a familiar face appeared in front of her.

"Los Arkham!" Judy said a name with a serious expression.

Los looked around with a smile and sighed: "A bedroom alone is a full 100 square meters. Is this the face of a top capitalist? I really saw it today!"

Judy looked at Los, raised her hand slightly, and a special wave gradually appeared.

Los smiled and said, "How is it? I trained your husband well, didn't I? Do you think he is much stronger now than he was three years ago?"

Judy suddenly opened her mouth and screamed at Los.

But at the moment when the scream was just coming out, Los put his finger in front of his mouth and whispered, "Be quiet."

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At this moment, Judy found that an indescribable powerful force suddenly acted on her mind, making everything dead silent.

"No... Impossible!" At this moment, Judy's expression was flustered.

She knew very well how powerful her command scream was, and she even thought of ten defensive measures or escape measures that Los was going to take.

She also left a back-up plan for these ten possibilities.

But what she never expected was that the other party actually used this absolute crushing method to prevent her from even completely releasing her killer.

"You... what on earth are you! You are definitely not a human!" Judy gritted her teeth and said.

Los did not answer, but said directly: "Don't scream like this, which is easy to cause misunderstanding. I have no other thoughts and no hostility. I just want to see the extravagant life of the top capitalists."

Saying this, Los sighed: "Sure enough, poverty limits my imagination."

Then Los' body gradually became transparent, as if it was going to disappear.

"What do you want to do?" Judy asked in a low voice.

Los said casually: "Nothing, just want to travel. Don't worry, I won't interfere with your affairs with Charlemagne. If you have the ability to kill Charlemagne, I won't say a word, let alone interfere with your relationship."

Judy's head kept spinning at high speed, trying to understand the real purpose of Los coming here.

But while she was thinking, Los' body had gradually become transparent and disappeared out of thin air.

"Los Arkham, how powerful is he?" Today, Judy found that her previous assessment of Los was completely wrong.

She previously thought that Los was at most a top superhuman of about level 40, and had some special knowledge that could transform humans.

Facing the level 40 Los, she, who is now level 34 and has a powerful special ability, will at least not be crushed too much.

After all, she has seen several top superhumans at level 40. Although there is a huge gap between her and them, it is not to the point of instant killing.

But now, after the encounter just now, she found that Los Arkham far exceeded the limit of her cognition.

You know, even their level 48 bishops can't directly interrupt her command scream!

"Level 50 demigod!?" In an instant, Judy thought of a level that made her tremble.

Level 50, that is a real natural barrier, the boundary between humans and gods.

Level 49, level 50, only one level difference, but the difference is a million miles.

She heard from the bishop that many people are stuck at level 48 or 49, and those who enter level 50 are rare.

There are not even a handful of them in the whole world.

While Judy was thinking, suddenly a strong body hugged her from behind.

The strong smell of male hormones continued to invade her through her clothes.

"Judy, did you miss me?" At this time, Charlemagne put his chin on her shoulder, leaned down beside her ear and asked softly.

This moment made Judy feel a little dazed.

At that time, she was only 18 years old, still a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. She had not yet met the bishop. Due to academic reasons, the two could only see each other once a week.

Charlemagne would quietly hug her from behind every time they met, asking in a gentle and affectionate voice.

Charlemagne immediately felt Judy's daze, and his big hands immediately groped up along her flat belly dishonestly.

But Judy, who had come to her senses, grabbed him tightly.

"If you dare to touch there, I will kill you even if I die!" Judy's voice was like a demon from hell.

Charlemagne put down his hand very tactfully, then let go of her and walked into the bedroom on the soft carpet, took a deep breath and said: "I really miss it! I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to come back and sleep here."

"Who allowed you to sleep here?" Judy's tone was full of coldness and dissatisfaction.

Charlemagne did not say anything, but just lay comfortably on the bed and said: "Judy, don't say these boring and cruel words, don't you think it's childish and powerless?"

Judy's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Oh? Your breath has really become much bigger."

Charlemagne sat up, put his hand into his pants and scratched it, saying: "It's not just your breath that has become bigger!"

"Do you really think I dare not castrate you!?" Judy waved her hand, and a sharp blade was directly held in her hand.

Charlemagne said lazily: "Don't just talk, come here! Let's see the result on the bed!"