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"Ha ha ha, you're a magician, right? Even willing to give up your own fiancée, you really are trash." The soldier sheathed his spear, sneering.
The magician nodded and bowed repeatedly with a smile: "Yes, yes. I am indeed trash. I take pride in being trash as long as it connects me with General Del."
"Go to hell! Are you saying our General always touches trash?!" one soldier cursed laughingly.
Again, the magician apologized profusely, flattering them. His tone amused the soldiers, significantly lowering their guard.
"Yeah, everyone in Mawei City is trash. This morning, an old man even sent his daughter here. You bringing your fiancée is nothing unusual. Wait here, I'll call the fat woman who handles these matters. She'll pay you a fair amount of Sura based on your fiancée's appearance. Then, after taking the money, you can leave."
Hearing this, the magician leaned in, feigning surprise: "You won't let me in? But sir, General Del's eyes nearly popped out when he saw my fiancée. He specifically instructed me to deliver her personally to his residence. Your words seem... different from what I know."
The soldiers immediately became alert, raising their spears again, aiming at the magician and the girl's hearts.
"Hmph, boy, don't think you can sneak in. Since our General arrived in this city, there's never been such a precedent. Let you in? Dream on! I advise you not to have any ulterior motives, just take the money and leave. Heh, if you try anything funny, you might not only lose this woman, whose looks are unknown, but also your life!"
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The sharp spears slightly pierced their clothes, the atmosphere turning tense. Passersby quickly left the troubled area, leaving the already deserted road even more desolate...
The cloaked girl glanced at the spear at her chest, a fierce glint in her eyes. She promised to fully cooperate with her partner, so she didn't react, just standing... standing...
Unexpectedly, her calmness gave the soldiers a hint of her disguise.
The soldier pointing at Mengdie glanced at her and snorted. Pushing his spear forward slightly, he laughed, "Haha, something's fishy! How can a normal girl not react to a spear? So calm, I bet you're not a woman, but a man! And probably a rebel!!!"
(For some reason, Mengdie suddenly felt a strong liking for this soldier.)
Xiu, standing behind, was startled. He quickly pulled the rope and whispered urgently to Mengdie, "Miss Mengdie, start crying! Cry like a frightened little girl! Cry as pitifully as you can! Be as womanly as possible!"
At these words, Mengdie's suppressed anger flared up! She snorted softly and angrily said, "Go away! How can a man's tears fall for begging for life?! No matter what my appearance, I will never cry like a woman!!!"
With no other choice and the soldiers growing more suspicious, Xiu gritted his teeth and played his trump card. He yanked off Mengdie's cloak and then squeezed her soft, slender waist hard...
As the cloak fell, a blushing, shy girl appeared before the wolf-like soldiers (though she was angry). Their spears unconsciously stopped, and they stared unblinkingly at the girl. Two seconds later, she let out a soft gasp, tears rolling down her eyes. She turned her head, glaring resentfully at the magician behind her, her supposed fiancé who was about to sell her!
(You... you actually pinched me! Wuh... damn it!... This body's waist... is too sensitive! Just a pinch... and tears? Don't cry! Don't cry! Tears, stop! I forbid you to fall! Stop!)
Regardless of what Mengdie thought, her fragile girl-like expression definitely twisted any internal response, conveying it to the world. Xiu, seeing her like this, suddenly panicked, worried he had pinched too hard. He gently rubbed Mengdie's waist, whispering.
"(Softly) Does it hurt? Sorry, I was desperate... Does it still hurt?"
"Go away——！！！"
In a burst of anger, Mengdie shook off his hand, kicked back, hitting him between the legs! Xiu collapsed, and Mengdie stepped forward, stomping on him! In an instant, a scene of a "beautiful maiden beating a heartless man" played out before the soldiers.
"Enough! You wretched woman, still hitting?! Believe it or not, I'll kill you with a fireball!"
Seeing the right moment, Xiu, nearly crushed by Mengdie's stomps, rolled to the side. Pulling the rope tied to her hands, he touched the wound on his face.
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