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The plump woman looked at the polite, beautiful girl with a melon-seed face in front of her, who showed neither arrogance nor pride but rather a soft, humble demeanor. Suddenly, she shuddered violently! A feeling called fear, in less than a tenth of a second, surged into her heart…
"Ah ah ah ah ah——!!!" The plump woman screamed in terror, then quickly huddled under the counter, her shaking, corpulent body clearly showing extreme fear.
"Hey, madam! How much is it? Do you still want me to compensate???" Mengdie was puzzled by the plump woman's trembling behavior. She tiptoed and leaned over the counter to look at the woman hiding underneath. Just then, the plump woman also glanced outside, and their eyes met.
"Ah." Seeing the woman looking at her, Mengdie quickly narrowed her eyes, offering a friendly smile so beautiful that it was trembling. However, this smile did not relax the plump woman at all, but rather made her scream again, rush out from under the counter, open a side door, and hide inside. With a "click", the sound of the door being locked could be heard.
"Ha ha ha, sometimes, things that are too perfect can also induce fear."
While Mengdie was puzzled, Hsiu, leaning on his broken wand, staggered in. He picked up the sleep bomb from the ground, checked it briefly, then carelessly stuffed it into his pocket and walked over to Mengdie.
"Especially for those with an inherently ugly soul, seeing something too beautiful is like darkness encountering sunlight; they only have the option to hide and fear."
Mengdie was still leaning over the counter, looking at Hsiu. Honestly, she didn't know what expression to give him. He was the one who hindered her escape, but also inadvertently helped her solve the siege.
Hsiu looked at Mengdie with a chuckle, his gaze briefly sweeping over her upturned buttocks, and said, "Your butt is quite perky, no need to show it off to me, I can see it just fine..."
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Before he finished speaking, a fist had already honestly and impolitely smashed into his face, sending the magic apprentice flying a meter away! Finally, Mengdie decided—first punch him, then talk!
"You jerk! If you want to experiment, go back to your own room! You actually stopped me from escaping for your stupid experiment?! I'll beat you up too, let you taste the feeling of being trapped and kicked while down, believe it or not!!!"
Needless to say, Hsiu, still staggering, hadn't regained his senses before his chin was hit hard by Mengdie again. He fell backward, his back hitting the ground hard, his face instantly showing pain.
"Stop, stop, stop! Meng... Miss Mengdie! Stop hitting! Stop for now!!! Right now, I suggest we retreat first, okay?"
Hsiu, holding his chin, pointed at Mengdie's back. She turned around and saw that the men she had just fought were already unsteadily standing up! Shocked, she had no time to deal with Hsiu, and quickly ran out of the shop, grabbing Nia's hand and escaping into the thick fog.
"Ah... Ah... Ouch! Woo woo... Mengdie sister, wait... wait a minute!"
After running for about ten minutes, Nia, small and short-legged, was gasping for breath. Mengdie was not much better, panting heavily, her chest heaving. She pulled Nia into an alley, carefully checked the street, and only relaxed after confirming that no one was following.
"Phew... this body... although it's good for training, it's quite exhausting."
Too hot, Mengdie unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt, pulling the collar and fanning it. Fine sweat oozed from her chest, filling the air with a faint fragrance.
Nia took a few breaths, looked up at Mengdie's actions, and made a strange expression. After a while, perhaps unable to bear it any longer, she said, "Mengdie sister, can you not do that? It's visible, inside your clothes."
Mengdie looked down at her chest, indeed, with each wave of her hand, the upper part of her chest was partially exposed.
But what did it matter?
Pretending not to hear, Mengdie exhaled, bent down, and smiled, "Alright, alright, let's not worry about such small things. You don't want to become a girl who always nags like Aiya, do you?"
Without thinking, Mengdie mentioned Aiya's name. The lively Nia's face immediately turned sullen, her nose twitching as if she was about to cry. Mengdie was startled and quickly comforted her, buttoning up her chest as Nia wanted, and tried to weave some kind words with her limited vocabulary.
"Woo... woo... I won't cry... But, Mengdie sister, you... you have to teach me how to fight!"
Nia wiped her eyes and said seriously.
"Fight???" Mengdie stared at Nia, then raised her cloth-wrapped fist, tentatively asking, "You mean... using the body as a weapon to fight?"
"Yes!" Nia nodded firmly: "This time out, both Mengdie sister and that prince were very good at fighting. And the magician Mengdie sister is looking for is also good at fighting. I don't want to be a burden to Mengdie sister, at least, I don't want to be the useless person I was at the pyre that day again."
Nia's serious gaze made Mengdie smile. This little girl, when did she start thinking so much? Wanting to learn combat methods... Well, that's right. The road ahead was uncertain, so it was better to teach her some skills when there was a chance.
Thereupon, Mengdie completely squatted down, put her arm around Nia's shoulder, and nodded with a smile.
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