I, God's favorite child

Even if it’s just once.

That kind of foul smile has become more and more clear and profound in Tanya's dreams over the past ten years.

This even made Tanya interested in painting. Tanya's manor and Tanya's bedroom were almost filled with her brother's personal belongings and portraits of Noah painted by Tanya herself.

Occasionally, Serebyakov would shamelessly ask Tanya for a few portraits of Noah.

Well, if I don’t do anything else, I just want to satisfy my craving.

Serebyakov, who is hailed as the most beautiful adjutant in Tanya territory, is still unmarried and single.

According to her statement, she already has a husband, but no one has ever seen him.

When we came to the outer city, there were no more exquisite shops and gorgeous merchants. There were only dirty streets, dilapidated houses, and gloomy and obscure people.

This is a paradise for thieves and robbers, and a nightmare for poor people.

No one dares to attack Tanya's car anymore, just because of the bloody suppression and lessons.

Let the people in the outer city know that Marquis Tanya is worthy of the noble title he obtained through his military exploits, and his iron-blooded aura seems to have never been eradicated.

Moreover, Tanya's car was followed by several armed combat vehicles that looked unrecognizable. This was also Tanya's confidence in Xunyou.

Tanya opened the car window and looked at the dilapidated houses on the side with an expressionless face. She deliberately drove the car slower just to see if a miracle would happen.

This time, with the previous experience, Tanya no longer sent people to search like a search, but just let her subordinates drive the car, pretending to be on a trip.

Tanya also knew how much this group of poor people hated the inner city people.

This has to be said to be quite ironic. Although people from the outer city hate people from the inner city, as long as they have the opportunity to enter the inner city, the people from the outer city will not hesitate or even go crazy.

elder brother……

Tanya lowered her eyelids and looked at each house carefully, carefully looking through the windows of each house.

Some have yellow skin, some are skinny, some are full of malice, some are afraid to hide, some are deliberately glaring at the convoy, and some are full of curiosity, etc.

There was no one Tanya wanted to see.

but……

Tanya frowned rarely.

There is a small area that seems to have affluence that does not belong to the outer city...

There was something meaningful in Tanya's eyes under her drooped eyelids.

"go back."

Tanya closed her eyes and ordered her subordinates to drive back.

She wasn't going to alert the snake, nor was she going to search in such a big way.

If there is something wrong, it is good. If there is nothing wrong, it means it remains the same.

This is not good, very bad...

Because remaining unchanged means that Tanya's quick travel will be as fruitless as the previous times.

Back at the manor, Tanya drank from an empty coffee cup.

In the past ten years, Tanya has never drunk a drop of real coffee, and she cannot tolerate drinking coffee other than what her brother brewed.

It has been ten years, and she has almost forgotten what her brother’s coffee tastes like.

The sky gradually darkened.

Tanya once again put on her magician equipment and used the Empire's latest camouflage cloaking device.

After soaring into the sky, night became Tanya's best hiding place.

Walking through the inner city, we arrived at the place where we felt something was wrong during the day.

really……

Tanya raised her eyelids and saw that there was even a light on in that place.

The outer city cannot afford this kind of consumption...

Tanya landed directly in a special cabin and even a female mage stationed here.

Tanya immediately wiped the female mage's neck. The hint of rebellion was too strong.

With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door opened.

In an instant, Tanya was stunned because she saw someone.

My heart is trembling, my lips are trembling, my eyes are wavering, my legs and feet are a little unsteady, my hands are shaking, and my back is sweating.

"elder brother……"

The man turned his head and looked at her unexpectedly, and then showed a smile that Tanya had remembered countless times in her dreams.

"Ah, Tanya, long time no see..."

"...Well, long time no see, my brother..."

Tanya seems to be back to her past, back to the way she was in the orphanage.

She just sighed again and showed a brilliant smile for the first time.

"It's still a foul as always, this smile..."

Chapter 345 Sophie and Agatha

[Punishment Copy—Playing Mode: Good and Demonic Academy]

[Mission introduction: A long time ago...

This sentence is the opening line of all fairy tales, but where does it come from? Who did it come from?

no one knows.

However, it seems that one college can tell you the answer. 】

Gavalden, a barren town.

The people here are unspeakably bad. They don’t welcome outsiders, they don’t like outsiders, and even their native

!!

,;The residents of the soil must be classified into high and low.

?

For example, Sophie and Agatha.

These are two ordinary girls in the small town of Gavalden.

Well, at least, that's how it seems to Noah.

However, Sophie has an "unrealistic" girl's dream. She imagines that one day she can be like Cinderella, be favored by the prince, and become a real princess.

Well, so Sophie likes gorgeous and beautiful skirts and dresses herself beautifully every day, which is so incompatible with this barren town.

And Sophie also feels that her condition is very similar to that of Cinderella, both are so charming and have a stepmother who treats her badly.

Of course, Sophie's father is not dead.

Another girl who is out of place is Agatha. She is a "witch", or in other words, the child of a third-rate witch. Even Agatha herself has some doubts about her mother's identity as a witch.

Because the so-called witch medicine made by Agatha's mother has always had a soothing effect on the soul.

Agatha has all the qualities of a witch, she is cold, taciturn, and likes to wear black clothes.

So people in the town "affectionately" call her the witch.

Both girls hated this barren town, or in other words, hated the bad people in this town.

They showed an unwelcome attitude toward both girls.

Calling Sophie a freak and Agatha a witch.

Sophie likes fantasy fairy tales, while Agatha likes to help her old mother pragmatically.

Two people are best friends.

As usual, the two were shopping. The crowded streets forced Sophie to dodge left and right because she cherished the skirt she had earned through her labor.

But Agatha had no such worries. She only wore a black coat, a worn lining, and low-quality leather boots.

It’s too late for others to avoid taboos.

The pointing and noisy surroundings did not disturb Sophie's enthusiasm. She was going to take Agatha to a newly opened snack bar.

There are delicious drinks and various snacks.

"What do you think, Agatha?"

When they came to the snack bar, Sophie turned her skirt around in a circle. Her beautiful and delicate face was full of joy, her beautiful blond hair danced as she turned around, and her slender but bumpy figure was tight on the upper body of the skirt. Perfect display.

It's just that the wide skirt on the lower body is the main culprit for Sophie's avoidance of the crowd.

Agatha glanced at the stinky girl, and she naturally knew that Sophie was not talking about the snack bar, but her skirt.

"It looks good, Sophie. I mean, you don't have to wear this dress to look good."

Agatha praised her sincerely, because Sophie was indeed a beautiful flower in this town.

Of course, Agatha doesn't need to underestimate herself. Although her fluffy curly hair is messy, her cold and beautiful face also makes many boys worried.

This is also the reason why their schoolmates like to bully them.

"Oh, come on, Agatha, I'm not wearing a skirt? Rumors will spread in Gavalden tomorrow that I'm a slut."

Sophie knew very well what kind of people in this small town were virtuous. How could I not wear a skirt?

"You know, that's not what I meant."

Agatha's mouth twitched as she listened to her good sisters' dirty jokes. This innocent "princess" occasionally did some bad things.

"Of course, I know you..."

"Hey! Look over there!"

"what? What?"

"A stranger?"

"Oh, he's so good-looking!"

"He must be a prince of a kingdom!"

The crowd began to surge, and people in the town began to flow. Under the blank gazes of Sophie and Agatha, one after another spectators passed in front of them.

"Did you hear something, Agatha? Prince? A prince came to this town?"

Sophie's eyes seemed to light up.

If you want to say this, I will be excited!

prince! ?

It’s the prince I’m waiting for!

Sophie quickly dragged her good sisters to join in the fun, not caring about how elegant her skirt was. At this moment, Sophie showed off her unique peasant girl's ability to work miracles with strength.

Get out of my way! ! !

"Hey! Don't squeeze!"

"Oh! Oh my God! My waist!"

"Help! My ribs seem to be broken!"

Agatha stared with dead eyes, feeling that her good sisters were just seeking revenge.

Are you so violent when you join in the fun?

Agatha saw with her own eyes that Sophie pushed away two or three adult men with a wave of one arm, and broke a strong man's ribs with a single kick.

That’s outrageous…

You are no innocent "princess", witches are much gentler than you.