Night Crow Master

"Then goodbye, Ms. Roll."

"Goodbye, sir, and you are welcome to come again next time." Mrs. Rolle grinned hard at her cheek.

And until Yate's figure completely disappeared from the field of vision, Rolf came back to his senses, turned around stiffly, and walked back to his bedroom from the gradually extending staircase...

And her voice that was different from usual sounded in the ears of the employee girls:

"....... Today, close the shop."

"Okay, okay..." The employee girls were a little unclear, but they still acted honestly according to Mrs. Rol's instructions.

But when Yate, who had changed his costume, walked out of the store, Kerala almost didn't recognize him.

When Yate stood in front of her, smiled and called her name, she reacted: "Ya, Mr. Yate?"

Her tone was very uncertain, and Yate tutored the crutches, not knowing what kind of exquisite crutches were made of wood: "Next, let me continue to stroll around."

"Okay, Mr. Art."

...

And shortly after they left, a carriage came from the other side of the street and stopped in front of Mrs. Rol's shop.

Immediately, a gorgeously dressed young man walked down from above.

The inverted triangle costume with a lot of filling makes him look very eye-catching.

Different from Yate's painful feeling when he saw this kind of costume, the ordinary people who saw this kind of costume were mostly full of emotions such as yearning, envy, and jealousy.

When the young man leaned back his neck and walked to the front of the store with a contented pace, he found that two shop assistants were closing the door.

He immediately quickened his pace: "Wait a minute!"

When the two girls heard the sound, they were stunned, and when they realized it was him, they stopped closing the door.

"Mr. Yiwei." They nodded politely.

The one in front of me is the heir of a wealthy businessman in Hong Qiangwei's local area, and the reason they are so impressed with him is because this man who seems a little less clever even in the latest fashion clothes, has been pursuing Rol. lady.

He often came to this shop for various reasons. Because his father was a big businessman, his wife was not easy to refuse as a customer, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the wife had no interest in this person at all.

Not only the wife, but none of the girls who were hired could be regarded as the son of this so-called rich businessman.

The days of working in Mrs. Lauer's shop also made them more and more eye-catching. Any heir of a wealthy businessman, at least an heir of a nobleman, can come into their eyes.

"Madam told us to close the shop." The **** the left said, and then reached out to close the door.

And this young man didn't mean to give up at all: "Wait a minute--"

He took a step forward and was about to break in. He had to see the beautiful Rol today!

The **** the right narrowed her eyes and suddenly said, "Mr. Yiwei, you'd better stand there and don't try to move on, otherwise, even if my dagger makes a cut in your neck, the sheriff will not Would think I was at fault."

Hearing these words, a chill came out of Yiwei's back, immediately stopped and took a step back, which looked like some kind of funny dance.

The **** the left seemed to be laughed at by Yiwei's antics, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and the **** the right was still expressionless.

She is not only an employee of Mrs. Rolle's store, but also one of Mrs. Rolle's guards.

She who committed the crime, after being bought by Mrs. Rolle, who was only one-sided, decided to do her best to serve Mrs. Rolle, and the way Mrs. Rolle had always treated her strengthened her conviction and thoroughly. Dedicated this life to Mrs. Rol.

Among the guards hired by Mrs. Rol, she is also the most loyal, fanatical, and strongest-the loyal Sheila.

Yiwei, who had heard of the other party's deeds, fully understood that what the other party said was not fake. The dagger in her hand for this seemingly ordinary girl had already ended dozens of people who wanted to be disrespectful to Mrs. Lol.

The almost solid hostility made Yiwei feel cold in his heart, and he forced a smile: "I just want to meet Mrs. Rolle. I need a new piece of clothing."

"Mrs. Rolle said, today, close the store." The girl slowly put down her palm, and the dagger disappeared from her hand. She glanced at the young man who forced a smile with disdain, "It is closed."

After speaking, she put her hands on the door and gestured to the other girl next to her. However, at this moment, her hand suddenly stopped and she said to Yiwei who was still standing outside the door: "Today My wife’s business is in a bad mood and is closed."

She specifically emphasized the paragraph "in a bad mood", and then closed the door.

"In a bad mood?" Yiwei looked at the store door being closed, his face a little ugly, "Why is in a bad mood? Who made my Roel in a bad mood?"

The opponent is not in front of him, and his address is very casual, full of possessiveness.

Then he turned around.

"Charlie, find out who has been here today." His expression looked very angry, "Then tell me."

After speaking, he stepped into the carriage on his own.

His servant, Charlie, who looks like a sixty-year-old servant, nodded respectfully: "I see, Master Ivi."

With a light pull on the reins, the horses pulled the carriage and began to move forward.

As for Yiwei, who was sitting in the carriage, the emotion that was directly on his face had long since disappeared, leaving nothing but indifference:

"Stupid, want to seduce me to fight with others? Am I acting too stupid?"

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "A mere incompetent person."

In the palm of his hand, there was a light green energy like cotton wool, entwined between his fingers, like a living thing.

This Master Yiwei, who has always been an incompetent idiot in the eyes of everyone, is truly an extraordinary person.

Through the curtain, he looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and remembered the conversation with his father——

"Yvi, you go after Mrs. Rolle."

"What? Mrs. Rolle? How is this possible? Don't you know that she is just..."

"Because of this, you only need to show that you are pursuing her. You can't pursue her, and no one can do it."

"Also, you'd better be stupid..."

"Why me......"

"For you to survive, not to die here."

"......I understand."

Thinking of the look in his father's eyes, Yiwei took a deep breath. He lowered his head and whispered in a low voice: "Let the person who is looking for the news make it louder. If you find someone, you must not cause trouble. Just tell me when you get the news. ......"

Charlie, the servant sitting in the coachman's seat, heard this low voice and whispered back: "Understood."

As he grew up with Young Master Yiwei, he clearly understands that this Young Master is just disguising, how could the real Young Master be bewitched by a woman, although that woman is indeed very attractive.

The wheels rolled on the level road and left the street.

And some noisy wheel sounds startled a crow away.

...

"...Mr. Yate, Mr. Yate?" Ke La said in a puzzled voice, "Are you sure you don't need me anymore?"

Yate smiled and touched her head lightly: "Yes, kid, you can leave."

He placed four copper coins in the pair of small palms.

"Four...sir, one more..."

"This is the reward you deserve." Yate gently pressed his exquisite cane and turned to leave.

"This..." Kela was a little happy and a little bit disappointed. What is happy is that the employer is very generous, but what is disappointed is that the other party may be a distinguished lord.

And Yate walked forward with a cane like this, and slowly disappeared out of Kela's vision.

...

With his black cane, Yate was walking around the street, observing the conditions of the town.

With the passage of time, there were already many people on the street, and Yate's unique dress was very eye-catching, and his eyes fell on him.

Yate pressed the brim of his hat without stopping.

After crossing a street, his figure disappeared at the corner.

After his figure disappeared, ten seconds later, a person looked around and walked quickly to the corner.

His eyes patrolled back and forth, looking for the target, but the target was not in the street ahead.

Where did you go?

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "What are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

Who!

The man turned his head a little impatiently, and when he saw what the man looked like, he couldn't help taking two steps back.

"Wh, how..."

Yate smiled and pressed the brim of his hat with a smile on his face: "Aren't you looking for me? Can you tell me why you are following me? If the reason is good, I might give up accusing you of the sheriff."

The calm posture of the other party seemed to be under control. The man's eyeballs moved slightly, and he was about to skillfully weave a lie. At this moment, he discovered that the man in front of him was dressed in black and behaved gracefully. A change appeared on the target's face--

The light on the other party's face was wriggling, like some kind of living thing, wriggling, the smile without the slightest change, against the background of the wriggling light, seemed a kind of horror.

"This--" The man's heart was frightened to a sudden stop for a moment, his feet softened slightly, and his figure took two steps back, "Devil, devil!"

"Devil?" The smile on Yate's face did not change. "Are you sure? This is a very serious slander, slandering a wizard as a devil."

Hearing the word "sorcerer", the man felt like his head was poured with cold water. Under the erosion of the cold, he immediately woke up: "No, my lord, your will is too strong, I can't bear it, I feel it Fear."

He instantly changed his name: "My lord, someone asked me to come to you."

Although he did not believe in the identity of the other party's "wizard", everything that happened just now showed that the other party is powerful. Although he doesn't know how powerful it is, it must be easy to deal with himself.

He lowered his head and didn't look at the other person's face to avoid the things that happened again.

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