I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

The girl's choice of words and tone of voice are so strange, she looks like a palace official.

Could it be some powerful court lady?But it seems too young.

"Excuse me, is Miss...?" He decided to take the initiative to find out the girl's true identity.

In business, connections are the most important.

Even if he can't connect with himself, it can help him know and guess the relationship network behind Ada.

But this kind of exploration was forcibly stopped by Ada.

The girl stepped forward, pushed Messiah to the counter, and kept urging: "I can't go, hurry up!"

"But, I want to have a chat with that lady..." Fox wanted to make the last effort.

Ada didn't give him a chance at all, and directly stopped between him and the Messiah, covering his sight, and at the same time frowned to express dissatisfaction: "What can I ask, this is my niece, she is here as a guest, it has nothing to do with you relation."

The girl kept urging, getting further and further away from Fox.

Chapter 161. Sharing Secrets

Messiah flipped through the comics he found under the counter, covered his mouth, and laughed uncontrollably from time to time.

She has never been exposed to this kind of thing. She planned to kill time when she was bored, but she fell into it all at once.

Thanks to Ada, in order to prevent being seen by Deep Shadow, she had already hidden some prohibited treasures under the bed board, otherwise it would have caused indelible damage to the pure heart of the princess if they failed to keep them today.

It may also indirectly hurt Crown Prince Hussein.

'Jingle Bell--'

The wind chimes at the door rang, and a guest pushed the door in, looked around and said, "The door opens very early today...huh?"

He noticed the newcomer behind the counter.

The newcomer was obviously also looking at him, a little at a loss.

"Excuse me... who are you? Is the door open now?"

The guest hesitated a little and took two steps back towards the door.

Messiah quickly greeted: "It's open! What do you want to drink?"

How could it be possible to turn away guests because of oneself?

And it's a novel experience, too, right?

Calling the guests back to the counter, she followed Ada's way of introducing herself and said, "I'm Sister Ada's niece, and I'm here as a guest. You can order something and sit down for a while, and Triss will be there soon." came back."

"Oh, that's fine...then give me an ale."

"Ale?" Messiah turned around and stared at the wine bottles of various styles and colors on the wine rack, not knowing which one he was aiming for.

"Don't look, those are plain boiled water." The customer is obviously a regular customer and knows the inside story of this tavern very well.

Then he patted the wooden barrels next to him one by one, and introduced them one by one: "This is ale, this is rum, rice wine, some customers used to order some fruit wine, but now life is hard, no one will drink that expensive thing anymore .Can you remember?"

"Ale, rum, and rice wine." Messiah repeated and nodded, "It's very simple."

She then served the guests wine, and inquired with great interest: "Are you having a hard time now? To be more specific, how many people in the family can eat enough?"

The guest gave Messiah a strange look, and felt that the question she asked was a bit strange, as if she was interrogating the account.

However, after all, he is the only customer in the store now, and he is idle when he is idle, and the person he is chatting with is a beautiful woman, so he casually responded:

"I'm a fiber puller. It's okay. Now after get off work every day, I can ask the bow of the boat for some rotten fish. But other people may not be able to. My neighbor, a patchwork worker in the market, now the whole family eats one meal a day. , even my two sons lost their jobs, so sad..."

He took the wine glass, took a sip, and then sat on the bar chair, chatting with Messiah.

"Unemployed? Why are you still unemployed?" Messiah frowned.

The guest laughed: "Of course, the boss's family has no food left! These days are difficult, and everyone has to tighten their belts to support themselves, but it seems that His Majesty is going to raise the price of food?"

Messiah frowned.

Unexpectedly, what happened in the morning, until now, even the workers working in the Bay Area have heard the rumors.

The guest then sighed: "Oh, if this is the case, then everyone will have no way out. But His Majesty has always been kind, so he probably wouldn't do this."

Messiah also sighed and bowed his head in thought.

Her father asked her to independently think about the intention of raising food prices, but what good is this?

People simply can't last long.

At present, she only sees that this policy will bring disaster to the people, and the pockets of the businessmen will be fattened.

Could it be that the father intends to choose a few wealthy businessmen to act in the end to divert domestic conflicts?

Messiah, lost in thought.

Time passed, and there were a few more tables of guests in the tavern.

While delivering wine to the guests, the Messiah pays attention to their speech, hoping to find some inspiration to solve his doubts.

"Miss, here, three cups of the strongest rum!" A group of low-level mercenaries with flat stomachs who couldn't find work came here to get drunk, hoping to numb their stomachs after eating some wild fruits with alcohol. .

If Ada was present, she would definitely say that strong rum is different from ordinary rum, hoping to make more money.

But Messiah is different, she can't do such a shameless thing, she can only follow the instructions step by step, and collect the money exactly according to the instructions of the previous guests.

The girl was able to skillfully hold three glasses of wine in one hand, put them on the guests' table, and carefully counted the money and put it in her pocket.

When she turned around, she didn't notice the lust in the eyes of these mercenaries.

One of them, giggling, had already secretly reached out to the ass of this extremely cute waiter.

Just when he opened his palm and was about to touch the apex of the stick, a white light flashed, Messiah turned around abruptly, his fingernails were already stained with blood.

"Ah—my hand!"

The mercenary clutched his wrist and fell backwards to the ground, knocking over the table.

His wrist was dripping with blood, a thin and sharp wound cut across it, and even the artery was cut open.

"What's the matter with your tavern!"

The mercenary partners hurriedly helped him up, and kept accusing the Messiah.

Messiah was a little guilty, but he still insisted: "Who told him to try to touch me!"

Mr. Hussein said that anyone who touches me other than him must fight back mercilessly.

But did I go a little too far?

Will it cause trouble for Sister Ada?

Messiah thought about Ada's behavior, and immediately changed his mind to: Will these mercenaries cause trouble?

Just as he was worried, a green light appeared on the mercenary's bleeding wrist.

The shouting and cursing of the mercenaries stopped immediately, and then a small figure with red hair squeezed in.

It's Triss.

Carrying her schoolbag, while maintaining her spellcasting posture, she greeted Messiah and asked, "Why are you busy by yourself, where is my mother?"

"Sister Ada has something to go out, and Sister Shenying is maintaining her magic in the backyard."

Messiah replied, while seeing the wound on the mercenary's wrist heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon there was no scar left.

Except for the mess on the ground and the blood on the mercenaries, it was as if nothing had happened.

The mercenaries looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

What's up with this shabby tavern?

A girl who couldn't even see her movements clearly and could scratch her own wrist; and a little girl who was younger but could cast natural magic without chanting spells, and the healing effect was amazing.

Nima!If there are these two girls in my team, why worry about not having enough to eat!

But what now?

I'm sure I won't be able to fight, and I don't dare to speak harshly, and if I walk away in despair, I feel a little embarrassed...

At this moment, Trissy said with a smile: "If a few uncles can help me carry the table back, I will send three times the rum as a thank you, okay?"

Sweet smile, perfect steps.

The mercenaries are all old fritters, if they don't follow the trend, they are fools.

They raised the table again, and just as they sat down, Triss had already delivered three times the rum, and at the same time brought a mop and a broom to clean up the alcohol and garbage on the ground.

"I'm here to help!"

Messiah snatched the mop, imitated the old nun in his memory, wiped it strangely, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you curious about the wound?"

Triss shook her head: "My mother said that you should respect other people's privacy. If you don't tell me, I won't ask."

"Yeah, I also have difficulties, as long as you know that I am very powerful!" Messiah whispered in Triss's ear, "But don't tell others about this, it's between the two of us." secret!"

Share your secrets with your friends and make the little princess flush with excitement.

Article 162. Smoking is harmful to health

In White Harbor, owning a carriage is a symbol of identity and status.

Sitting in the car, looking out the window, you can always see envious eyes of civilians.

What is making money for?

Isn't it just to enjoy this moment!

Fox believes that after earning money, he secretly spends without letting others know, it is like walking in a night in brocade clothes, ruining his hard work.

But now he felt that riding in the same carriage with Miss Ada was a great torture.

As a normal, wealthy middle-aged man who doesn't mind a little adjustment in life, he naturally has many women in his arms.

While riding in the same car with Ada, in the closed environment, the girl's faint natural body fragrance wafts faintly, making Fox feel distracted.

But he dared not do anything.

There are countless evidences to show that the lady boss of the Chimera Chief is definitely a high-ranking warrior, and she has a very good personal relationship with Tavin Lance, the head of the King's Hand Mercenary at Westwatch—otherwise, why would she carry it with her for many years? His sword, stored in this tavern?

It was like a talisman, openly hung on the wall of Chimera's head for guests to look up to.

Therefore, Fox did not dare to take any offensive actions.

Through brief contact, he has learned that this masculine girl is not only straightforward in character, but also very hot-tempered.

Once there is something wrong with him, Bao Buqi will hit him with a fist.

With my small body, I couldn't withstand a blow from a high-ranking fighter.

And, what is the origin of the name of that ignition cocktail 'punch'?It's this pungent proprietress who knocked people unconscious with one fist!

But Fox himself is well-behaved and huddled in the corner, but Ada has no self-knowledge at all, and is unaware that she is wantonly spreading the charm that tantalizes people's hearts.

She first looked left and right, and her fingers were about to move. Seeing that the owner of the car didn't respond, she began to rummage back and forth from near to far.

It's like bullies bullying honest people and gradually becoming arrogant.

The high-spirited head and the slender waist that twists and turns, is full of vitality, makes Fox bow his head, and forces himself to start thinking about business problems.

But immediately, the girl who saw the owner of the car 'confessed' became even more domineering, jumping up and down.

She had never been in a carriage before.

Naturally, I am curious about the operation, construction, decoration and places where things can be hidden in the carriage.

Anyway, the master didn't object to her looking around, right?

Fox is having a hard time here.

Originally, the girl was sitting opposite, but as soon as she stood up, the distance between the two of them became closer.

The already tantalizing taste is even more alluring.

He originally lowered his head, but the pair of well-proportioned long legs dangled back and forth in front of his eyes, like chopsticks, poking his heart back and forth.

Out of sight, out of mind, he covered his eyes and nose with his hands.

"What's the matter, Mr. Fox, you seem very sad?"