I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 124 Arrogant Bolton

"No! We can't do this!" Lancelot shouted and actually pushed the woman away.

The woman who fell immediately stood up and said angrily: "Little brat, what do you want to do!"

"Dong dong dong." At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Mrs. Pasha, it's not good!"

"What's going on? You're in such a panic. How many times have I told you to maintain etiquette in front of guests." The woman opened the door and saw a sturdy man standing outside the door with a frightened expression on his face.

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The strong man caught a glimpse of Lancelot, who was blushing on the bed, and said anxiously: "Mrs. Pasha, Miss Lilith is entangled by a bastard!"

"What?!" The woman and Lancelot shouted almost at the same time.

Mrs. Pasha turned her head and glanced at the boy in surprise. Her beautiful face became a little ferocious, and she cursed: "Take me over quickly, I must kill that guy without eyes!"

The next second, the strong man and Mrs. Pasha ran out, and Lancelot followed the two of them without hesitation.

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In the bright hall, there are dozens of tables and chairs of various sizes, and there are countless wine glasses and bottles. Even the air is full of the smell of alcohol.

This is where the middle passage reaches, a real place for drinking and, of course, dozens of scantily clad prostitutes.

Standing in the corner was a young man dressed simply, with blond hair and blue eyes, holding a brown lute in his arms.

The man's name was Frank, and he was a bard. No one knew how he got in.

The bard plucked the strings a few times, tried to tune them, and then began his performance.

The noble gentlemen and their pets heard the singing and gathered around curiously.

"O people in a hurry,

Please stop,

Listen carefully to this ancient song.

I have crossed the forest where monsters lurk,

Through the valley where the dragon sleeps,

Heard the roar of the waves,

Kissed the king holding the scepter,

I have seen orphans who died in a foreign land.

I have traveled to every inch of the continent of Sabian,

Just to bring blessings from the gods.

Every breath is stopped by my arrival,

Every heart is saddened by my departure.

Countless people follow in my footsteps,

They are confused, degenerate, and even crazy.

May your souls live forever,

When you come to the end of your life,

I will walk side by side with you on the road paved with thorns,

No more loneliness, no more sadness, no more anger, no more pain.

I am not the god of death from hell,

Nor a witch in a tower,

I can't be found, yet I'm everywhere.

free people,

Please accept my blessing!

warrior of blackthorn,

Please forgive my cowardice!

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"Let me go! Let me go quickly!" A girl's scream suddenly came from the dense crowd, immediately interrupting the bard's singing.

I saw a girl in a white dress being grabbed by the arm by a tall man. The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked desperately at the crowd of spectators.

Most of the people who came to Pasha's Tavern to have fun were pampered aristocratic lords, and they didn't have any servants with them, so naturally they didn't dare to offend the big, ferocious-looking man in front of them.

"I, Bolton, have fallen in love with you today, what can you do to me? Bitch, I will kill anyone who dares to stop me!" Bolton held the girl's arm tightly with his left hand and pulled it out with his right hand.

The long sword at the waist.

When everyone saw this, they quickly took a few steps back, and a few timid nobles had already taken the opportunity to sneak out.

The bard also stood up at this time, and his sweet voice was filled with anger: "Let that girl go!"

Bolton glanced at the bard with disdain, spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and said angrily: "You guys who go around cheating and drinking, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

The bard immediately shut up after being scolded by Bolton. He didn't want to die miserably in this damn brothel.

"Okay, Bolton, let's go."

A deep voice rang in their ears, and everyone followed the sound, and a young man in black walked up to Bolton.

This young man is slightly shorter than Burton, but he is also very strong and obviously not a guy to be trifled with.

"All you sensible people, get out of my way." Bolton took the girl's hand and was about to walk out, but the aristocratic gentlemen reluctantly moved out of the way.

Bolton glanced at everyone with disdain. The girl could only cry silently. The prostitutes in the tavern did not dare to stop them when they saw this scene. They looked away and pretended not to see it.

"Lilith, Lilith!"

Mrs. Pasha, the strong man, and Lancelot rushed over. She saw Bolton grabbing her daughter's hand and shouted angrily: "Asshole, let her go!"

"Don't be so angry, dear Mrs. Pasha." Bolton said with a proud face: "I'm sure the lady won't mind if I lend your daughter to play for two days, right?"

The woman almost fainted when she heard these words. She pointed at Bolton and said viciously: "Asshole, this is my territory. Let my daughter go immediately. I can consider letting you leave alive!"

"Hahahaha!" Bolton laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke.

The girl looked at her mother in despair, tears of humiliation streaking down her cheeks.

Lancelot, who was standing next to Mrs. Pasha, witnessed all this and was thinking rapidly in his mind about how to rescue Lilith from Bolton.

Standing in front of him now are three familiar faces: Bolton, Leo, and Lilith.

There were many people watching, but most of them were oily nobles. These prostitutes can only show their fighting power in bed.

In other words, the only person who might be able to help now is the strong man next to him.

If Harvey were here, all troubles would be solved. No magic needed, just his position could make Burton surrender.

However, at this moment, the distinguished Lord Harvey is having an in-depth communication with his prostitute friend Vivian.

Just as Lancelot was thinking, two more strong men ran in behind him. It seemed that the noble master who had just escaped told them what happened here.

"Mrs. Pasha, leave this guy to us!" One of the strong men patted his chest and said.

The woman nodded and took a step back, her eyes always staring at Bolton's face.

"Mrs. Pasha, are you going to let these losers stop me?" Bolton said with a look of helplessness, pushing Lilith aside to Leo, and clenched his fists.

Lancelot looked at Bolton's arrogant expression. Lilith was in a very bad situation now, but what the boy was really worried about was Leo, and Leo in this world was probably also very strong.

The three strong men looked at each other and launched an attack on Bolton.

"ah!"

(End of chapter)