Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

A rustling sound sounded, and Emeranda took off her long skirt.

Depend on!

I actually expected it!

Alphonse cursed in his mind.

Fortunately, the aristocratic evening dress was not easy to take off. Unlike later generations, which had zippers, Emeranda had to untie the ties at the back one by one.

This is not the time to take a peek at the spring scenery.

Besides, there's nothing to look at. She's still wearing lining and a tight corset, so only a small part of her body is visible.

Alphonse sat up suddenly and rushed out like a cheetah.

The wind blew loudly.

Emeranda was startled and turned her head in shock.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to scream, Alphonse was already close to him, covering her mouth with one hand, and using the other hand as a sword, he quickly poked her dumb and numb holes.

Before Emeranda could even shout out, her mouth was tightly covered, and she froze in place. Only her eyes were still spinning, flashing with panic.

She didn't understand how she could be clicked twice, and her whole body became stiff. She couldn't even move her fingers, and she couldn't speak even if she wanted to.

Alphonse's cold gaze made her feel extremely frightened, but she was unable to struggle.

It felt like there were circles of ripples appearing in Alphonse's pupils, like a stone thrown into the calm lake water, causing little ripples.

He suddenly lost consciousness, lost all thoughts, and became as if he was suffering from dementia.

Alphonse's innate formless magic skill is close to reaching the first level. His true energy has increased a lot, and it is much easier to perform the 'Soul Captivating Technique'. There is no need to add anything to deal with this aristocratic girl who has no power to bind a chicken. Rhythmic manipulation.

That is to say, you can't release your strength yet, otherwise, you can control her by tapping the acupuncture points in the air, so there is no need to pounce on her.

He checked carefully and found that no one else was approaching.

Alphonse let go of the hand covering Emeranda's mouth, and with his fingers, he opened her dumb hole.

"Tell me, why did you come to me? Why did you take off your clothes?"

"As long as I sleep with you, I will get the chance to become a baroness." Emeranda replied stupidly.

It's really about dedication.

But this answer did not satisfy Alphonse, and he still had doubts in his heart.

You just have sex with me and you want me to marry you?

That would be an overestimation of the moral integrity of the nobles.

A casual romance was nothing, not to mention that the one she was dating was the daughter of a businessman.

Then again, in their eyes, he was drunk and unconscious, so what else could have happened, it would have been a scam.

Do I look so easy to handle?

However, questions must be asked one by one.

"Am I drunk? Do you have a way to make something happen between me and you?"

"I have brought a charm potion and refreshing incense. I just need to let you drink the charm potion and wait for the potion to take effect before you wake up."

Alphonse turned his head and glanced at the two things on the table, curling his lips.

Very well prepared.

"Then how can you be sure that I will definitely marry you?"

"As long as I sleep with you, Feren will come over after a while, and he will use this matter to blackmail you into marrying me."

Alphonse frowned. There seemed to be a subtle meaning in Emeranda's words.

"What's your relationship with Faylan?"

"He is my cousin, I am his lover, and I already have his child in my belly." Emeranda gave a shocking answer.

Alphonse was stunned for a moment.

No wonder Faerun would set up a trap to trap him.

Damn it! You actually want me to dye my hair green? Still want me to take over?

Alphonse is not the boy who was born as a farmer in his predecessor. He has seen many conspiracies and tricks.

Combining the previous and later, the context of the whole matter has been roughly clarified.

Fearon probably just regarded Emeranda as a plaything, so he didn't mind letting her sacrifice her body to deceive him.

Thinking further, if he succeeded in blackmailing him and agreed to the marriage, it would be normal for him, as Emeranda's family, to place some guards in the Cold Wind Territory.

If it were the idiot in his predecessor, he would probably have to be grateful and help pay the bills after he was sold. He could only raise Faerun's children obediently, and he was slowly being ignored.

Moreover, the key is still in Feren's hand, and he can call Emeranda back at any time to open her lock.

pit!

Quite a pit!

I briefly asked Emeranda.

After being possessed by the soul-stirring technique, Emeranda answered every question and revealed all the details.

As expected, Faerun did indeed plan this way. Not only did he want to take over for himself, he also wanted to encroach on the Cold Wind Territory.

Alphons, who was already very angry, became angry from the bottom of his heart after these things were confirmed.

He quickly began to think about how to solve this matter.

We can't let go of this bastard Feren so easily!

However, killing him is unrealistic.

The Cold Wind Territory was not yet ready to face a war initiated by a count.

Time flies by.

Brisk footsteps sounded in the corridor outside.

More than one person came, and the footsteps of the other person were slightly heavier.

It should be that Faerun also brought his attendants.

"Alphonse, my dear friend, how are you resting?" Ferran said greetings while pushing the door open.

He was ready to curse Alphonse as soon as he saw him sleeping with his cousin.

But the script didn't unfold as he thought.

As soon as the door opened and he excitedly stepped into the room, Ferran saw Emeranda, neatly dressed and sitting at the round table.

Fearon was stunned and turned to look at the big bed in the room. There was a bulge under the quilt on the bed, as if someone was sleeping in it.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard the attendant behind him let out a muffled groan and fell down sideways.

The wind and thunder roared suddenly.

The shadows of the claws split apart, creating numerous phantoms, and clawed towards Faerun.

It was Alphonse who made the sudden attack. He knocked down the attendant with one blow, and without stopping, he clawed at Faerun with his quick claws.

Nine Dragon Fist!

Capture the dragon!

Among the martial arts that can be used today, only Nine Dragons Boxing is the most suitable for close combat.

Compared to the day of the honor duel, the power of the Nine Dragon Fist was far more powerful.

Fearon was filled with panic. His arm was instantly covered with a layer of shiny white halo, and he punched Alphonse with his backhand.

He was still confident about dealing with Alphonse. Even if he took two blows, he still believed that he could knock down Alphonse with one punch.

His fighting spirit has already reached the second level, which is not comparable to Kebbel's.

But the punch he swung out failed to hit Alphonse. Instead, the claw shadow grabbed his wrist, and with a twist, his claws went straight up like a spiritual snake.

In an instant, his arm received several blows.

The fighting spirit wrapped around him immediately dissipated.

Alphonse's figure shortened and he intercepted Feren's kick with a low kick.

With a series of twists and turns, several claws latched onto Feren's body.

Feilun only had time to scream in pain before his body froze in place.

Thanks to the book friend [the person with this name is really talented] for the reward of 200 starting coins~~~