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"He's gone, he's finally gone." Lyrilla's figure became farther and farther away, and finally completely disappeared from the bodyguard's sight, and then he said softly.

"Although I feel sorry for doing this little brother, I think it is indeed the most appropriate way to deal with it. Little brother, you can..." The bodyguard slowly turned around and looked at Naifan with a squinted smile.

"Will you please die?——!!" His squinted eyes opened, and the surging murderous intention towards Naifen was clearly revealed in his eyes.

"Anyone can see that the young lady has some affection for the little brother. The little girl has just started to have a love affair. She also yearns for any kind of feelings. It is understandable."

"I can understand, but I can't forgive. Do you know which woman is the most valuable among Zhenji's eight roots? It's the first time she's been around. Who would feel relieved to be with you? The boss hasn't discovered you yet, so you guys

You can still go out to play like today. When he finds out about you, you will be killed and the lady will be punished. Even if you don't do anything, these things will definitely happen. Our boss is better than you think.

It is ten thousand times more terrifying. His cruelty, greed, and the extent of his flexibility and corruption are beyond your imagination."

"Rather than wait for them to discover your relationship and let the young lady be punished, it is better for you to die now. Anyway, you are just a beggar. It doesn't matter if you die early or late. How can someone like you survive in Nagaroth?"

, dying early will also be a relief for you, and it will also prevent the young lady from being punished, isn't it a good thing?"

The bodyguard slowly walked into Naifan. He stretched his hand towards the sword at his waist and smiled, as if he was chatting with Naifan about a very interesting topic.

"You don't have to be afraid. My swordsmanship is very good. I guarantee that you won't feel any pain at all. With just a click, your head will move. I guarantee it won't hurt. By the way, don't beg for mercy and don't promise not to see me again. I don't believe it.

Living people can never be trusted, and I am more willing to believe in their corpses than the promises of living people." The long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Naifen.

"Eh? Indeed, living people always love to tell all kinds of lies. There is no shortage of people in this world who swear to tell lies but can't do anything in the end." A gust of cold wind blew away the Nai powder.

His messy hair revealed eyes that were more ferocious than those of a bodyguard. Anyone who saw these eyes could not help but feel chills.

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and then felt angry. He didn't expect that the beggar in front of him would have such eyes. What was even more irritating was that he saw ridicule in Naifen's eyes, as if he was mocking him for not knowing his own abilities. This kind of

He has seen this look many times. His stupid boss is far better than his opponent. Even Zhenji Hagen's boss, this look is not unfamiliar to him. But the people who look at him with this look are without exception.

The existence that he couldn't resist was actually looked at by a little beggar in such a way.

"You brat, you're going to die!" The bodyguard no longer cares about chivalry. Long before he came to Nagaros, he had completely discarded the rules that knights should abide by. At this time, he was more of just a knight.

A desperado, a robber who can kill anyone just for a bite of food!

The bodyguard, who was twice as tall as Nai Fen, raised his long sword and pounced at Nai Fen, who was only as high as his waist. The long sword drew a cold light in the sky. He did not use any superb skills, but what skills were needed to deal with a child.

No matter how hard you try, you can still eat it alone

A child who doesn't have enough to eat, this knife will be enough to cut him in half. This is what he thought and what he did. As the long sword got closer and closer to Naifen, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

.He had already seen the scene where a large amount of blood spurted out from Naifen's body, and he only needed the long sword in his hand to hit it.

Blood......

Indeed, they gush out like a flood, splashing on the snow and blooming into beautiful roses.

"You bastard!"

The person who shed blood was not Naifen, but the bodyguard. Naifen's broken blade cut open his abdomen. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stretched out his hand to grab Naifen. Naifen immediately took a few steps back.

The bodyguard was in vain. He held his own wound. Although he was seriously injured, it was not fatal. As long as he received timely treatment, of course, this premise was that he gave up attacking Naifen and asked Naifen to let him go.

Obviously, neither of them wanted to end like this. The bodyguard covered the wound, waved the long sword with one hand, and slashed at Naifen.

However, his speed was too slow, and Naifen easily dodged it. The short blade was inserted directly into the bodyguard's thigh joint, causing him so much pain that he dropped the sword in his hand. Naifen picked it up and stabbed it deeply.

Entering the bodyguard's heart, nailing him and the snow tightly together.

"You must be Miss Laerila from Sadaki Hagen."

On the main street in the evening, a young man dressed as a gentleman stood next to a luxurious carriage. A doe was engraved on the roof of the carriage. It was obvious that this carriage was a stag from an exotic country.

The man had obviously been in the snow for some time, and his coat and felt hat had a lot of snow stuck to him. After he saw Laerila, he smiled slightly, bent down, reached out, took Lairila's wrist, kissed her, and said: "

As Mr. Bassa said, you are a very beautiful lady. It’s cold outside, let’s get in the carriage and have a good chat. Is that okay?”

Barca is the name of Zhenji Hagen's boss. This time, the company is a little different. He is the only guest in the whole night, and he must cooperate with whatever this guest does, no matter what it is. Lairla has already done these things

Mentally prepared, although the arrival was sudden, it was within the acceptable range. It was not unexpected. What really surprised her was that this time the escort was not in Zhenji Hagen's hotel, but in the city lord's mansion in Nagaros.

, there is a grand welcome party today, and her guest is the protagonist of this banquet. All she has to do is dance with the man, drink tea, or do other things.

Lyreira nodded lightly and was put into the carriage by the man obediently. There were three or four maids traveling with her in the carriage. Lyreira greeted everyone with a smile and sat down so that she could see the man.

On the other side, she carefully opened a small gap and looked outside.

"Mr. Barton, doesn't it matter? Miss Lereira is so lovely, isn't it a bit bad for me to win people's love like this?"

"Stop talking about this. Whether she is cute or not has nothing to do with me. The only thing I love is money. As long as you are willing to give money, then she is yours, and every drop of blood in her body is.

"

The man was stunned for a moment. He obviously did not expect that the boss in front of him spoke so openly and had no intention of saying polite words. Soon a smile appeared on the man's face and he said: "What you are saying is that you should really talk less nonsense.

, as you said, I am very

Miss Italy, I am very happy to get her. However, I have official duties to deal with these days, so I may not have much time to pay attention to Lyreira..."

"I understand what you are saying. From now on until you take her away from Nagaroth, she will be under my strict watch and she will never be able to escape."

The man laughed, took out a magic crystal card from his arms and handed it to the boss: "Mr. Button, don't say so much, it makes us look like bad guys. There are two hundred thousand sulas in it. I hope Mr. Button

Remember what you just said."

The boss took the magic crystal card, and it was at this time that three more carriages drove out. Each carriage had the symbol of eight roses on it, which was Zhenji's eight-legged signature.

"You are really exaggerating." The man said jokingly, and the boss replied: "Businessmen must be honest."

"Finally, can I ask you a question? Why are you spending 200,000 yuan to invite a beautiful girl to dinner? 200,000 yuan to invite a lovely girl to the banquet is just romantic. What are you planning?"

"Mr. Button, you are a businessman. As a businessman, shouldn't you only care about money and not things? Since you have already got the money, why should you care about other things? You agree, Mr. Button."

"Huh...Businessmen only do profitable business, never lose-losing business..."

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The luxurious carriage is galloping on the street. The interior of the carriage is warm and comfortable. The beautiful maids are playing and chatting with each other. There are also delicious snacks and drinks. Outside the carriage window is a world ravaged by wind and snow. The wind is howling, the snow is flying, and the cold is

A hunting beast will kill any weak prey once it finds it, crushing the person. Once it falls, it only takes a few hours to be completely buried in the snow, and it will be discovered by someone the next day.

Turn into an ice sculpture.

Death is not a rare thing in Nagaros. Vendetta, rape and murder, and sometimes just a verbal dispute can lead to a murder. A person walking alone in a slightly darker corner, sometimes even

Anyone walking on the street may be hacked to death by a madman. Countless people die in this city every day, from starvation, freezing, being beaten to death, and fighting between gangs. Dead people

In this city, it is as common as eating and drinking.

Lyreira looked outside the car, looking at the dark figures constantly looking for a place to rest in the snowy weather, looking at the beggars shivering in the corner with hungry eyes, looking at the powerless bodies buried in the heavy snow.

.....

"It's very beautiful!" Morgan walked up to Lyreira. He was the young and handsome Buck man. He gently held Lyreira's hand and warmed it. "The snow scene is very beautiful! We are very happy in Bucks.

It’s rare to see such beautiful scenery, pure and beautiful.”

He stretched out his hand, caught some snowflakes, spread out Lyreira's hand, shook the snowflakes away, and said, "She is just as beautiful as you. Miss Lyreira, do you also like snow?"

Does she also like snow? Looking at the snowflakes in her hand, she thought of the struggling people outside the car, and of the corpses she found frozen into ice cubes more than once during the day. But at the same time, she also thought of that person in the cold wind and heavy snow.

People were talking back to back across the wall about unintelligible things, as well as about having a snowball fight with him and pushing him on the snow.