Chapter 325: The Sickly Illegitimate Daughter Who Everyone Dislikes vs. the Elegant and Crazy Housekeeper (20)

Lu Cha opened his eyes and saw Xizel kneeling on one knee on the ground with a snow-white cloak in his arms.

The hand she touched remained in mid-air.

It looked like he wanted to wake her up.

"Miss An, we have arrived in the North District. The weather here is cold. You are weak, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Xizel withdrew his hand and put the cloak on Lucha.

"Where's Meowth?"

Meow meow is the name Lu Cha gave to the little black cat.

Xizel's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked self-blaming: "I didn't find it."

"It must have escaped through the window when the team stopped."

"Warcraft is wild and hard to tame. It yearns for freedom and is difficult to keep in captivity with humans."

[tui! Liar!!!] The system complained indignantly:

[The villain just saw you fall asleep, so he secretly controlled the little black cat to get out of the carriage and killed it!]

[A ball of black mist swallowed it all up!]

Lucha and the system said in unison: [Excessive!]

It's like chili peppers from the gutter - insidious and vicious!

Little did he know that what he had done had been exposed, Xizel smiled and said:

"If you like cats, I'll find you one when we get back to the South Side."

The specific time is not certain.

Lu Cha ignored Xizel and deliberately stepped heavily on his toes. He got off the carriage and found that the team was parked outside an inn in the town.

Argus, who was standing in front, sent someone into the inn to clean it up, then said to Hoorn who was waiting:

"Your Highness, it's very windy outside. Please return to the carriage and wait."

Carune shook his head. "My legs are stiff from sitting for hours."

"There's a tavern over there. Let's go in and have a drink and warm up. You can also ask about the current situation in the Death Forest."

"I'll go clear the area." Argus was about to lead his men over when Hoorn called him back.

"Argus, the people in the tavern were here first. Besides, the weather is so cold, there's no reason for us to chase them away."

This is an ordinary pub with a mixed crowd.

The thought of staying with those untouchables made Agus feel insulted and nauseous.

But Colen had already walked over, so he could only endure the disgust and walk with him.

Others followed in one after another.

But when Lucha was about to step into the tavern, Xizel stopped her:

"Please wait a moment, Miss An."

After saying that, César walked into the tavern.

Because it was daytime, there were not many people in the bar, about a dozen men, and there was no loud music, but the air was filled with a lot of choking smoke.

It comes from the tobacco in those people's hands.

Xizel leaned forward slightly, curled his lips and smiled: "My daughter suffers from asthma and cannot smell the smell of cigarettes. I hope everyone will not light tobacco again."

"As compensation, I will give each of you ten gold coins."

One gold coin is equivalent to an ordinary person's annual expenses.

Seeing that César really distributed gold coins, the men who were smoking put out their cigarettes and opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

The tavern owner was also very enthusiastic and took out the incense: "Sir, do you need to light the incense?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but my lady cannot smell incense."

After making sure that the smoke in the air had dissipated, César signaled to the men to close the doors and windows again.

After the temperature had warmed up a bit, he invited Lu Cha in.

Agers, who had been watching the entire process, said sarcastically, "You're being hypocritical."

"Your Highness's arrogance is not as great as yours."

"It's just a minor asthma attack. It won't kill you. If you're so scared, don't come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

The force was so great that Agus couldn't concentrate on magic.

He clawed at César's arm painfully, but in vain.

The man's hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly gripping his neck.

The knight did not dare to act rashly, fearing that his actions would kill Agus.

In just a few seconds, Agus's face turned purple.

Breathing became increasingly difficult, and my chest felt like a balloon being blown up hard, ready to explode at any moment.

Just when Agus felt he was about to die, the strength in his neck suddenly disappeared.

He collapsed on the ground, desperately breathing in fresh air despite his violent coughing.

Xizel wore a standard elegant smile on his face: "I'm sorry, Master Agus, please forgive my rudeness."

"Only if you have experienced breathing difficulties yourself can you understand Miss An's pain."

Argus stood up with bloodshot eyes:

"You lowly slave! I'll make you pay for your stupidity!"

"Alright, Argus." Hoorn looked at him dissatisfiedly.

"You were the one who mentioned Anlu Tea first."

"Don't always bully your sister."

Argus clenched his fists in anger.

Prince Coulomb is deliberately targeting him!

But the other party is the royal family, the future king, and he can't afford to offend him.

Agus glared at César fiercely and went to the innermost seat.

And Colen looked at César unhappily:

"Although your starting point is for your master, the Empire has a rule that slaves cannot attack nobles. Violators will be hanged..."

César suddenly let out a low, muffled groan.

A long sword pierced his right shoulder.

Blood dripped down the sword.

Lu Cha lowered his head slightly, his eyes slightly curved: "Your Highness, I will punish him."

Unexpectedly, this weak girl would act so cruelly and decisively. Colen was surprised for a moment and nodded in agreement.

He originally wanted to give César a symbolic penalty.

After all, he couldn't really execute anyone.

In order to prevent the ladies in the group from being harassed, Colen booked all the boxes on the second floor and asked the noble ladies to follow him up.

After Colen went up to the second floor, Lu Cha drew out the sword and returned it to the knight. At the same time, he used light magic to heal Xizel's injuries.

"Does it hurt?"

Let you kill my meow!

Stabbing you with a sword is a piece of cake!

Xizel only took out a handkerchief and wiped away a drop of blood that fell on the back of Lu Cha's hand:

"Everything you give me is my honor."

"Please go upstairs and wait. I'll go mix some fruit wine suitable for you."

When César turned to go to the bar, a drunk old man blocked his way and pointed at his face in surprise:

"You and that guy look so much alike."

Xizel froze instantly.

The people in the tavern looked strange because of the old drunkard's words, as if they were wary and afraid.

The knight who stayed on the first floor was confused.

Only Lu Cha's expression did not change.

In fact, when César was born, he was a baby like humans and had lost his memory of living in darkness.

He stayed alone in the Forest of Death, surviving by absorbing the negative emotions left by the God of Light.

It didn't leave the forest until it grew big enough to walk.

As a result, because he had no parents, he was kidnapped and sold and became a laborer in a coal mine.

César, who was only seven years old, knew nothing. When his food was taken away by other workers, he didn't know how to resist.

Sometimes I would act like a punching bag and let those people punch and kick me.

By chance, a coal mine owner with a special fetish saw César, who looked like a porcelain doll, and was immediately attracted by his beauty. He used candy to trick César into taking off his clothes.

Cesar had no need to eat human food, so he politely declined.

Unexpectedly, the coal mine boss wanted to take forceful action and even uttered obscene and filthy words.

César was disgusted and wanted the coal mine owner to disappear, so he mistakenly used dark magic and regained his memory.

However, he was influenced by the negative emotions of the God of Light and killed everyone in the coal mine uncontrollably.

After waking up, César fell into pain and regret and tried to stay away from humans.

But he is a monster fed by emotions such as anger, hatred, and malice.

Born from darkness, how can we possibly get rid of darkness?

Gradually, César became immersed in the pleasure of killing.

He deliberately dressed dirty and pretended to be a slave, curled up in a small cage, looking for a suitable prey, and then acted pitifully so that someone would buy it.

Then, they tortured the other person to death.

Over time, the story spread throughout the town in the North District - a handsome young man would disguise himself as a slave and brutally kill every buyer.

As a result, the slave market in the northern district was abandoned for two consecutive years.

If César hadn't gotten tired of playing around and couldn't think of any interesting ways to torture people, and had chosen to fall asleep, I'm afraid the North District would have become a cemetery.

The old drunkard burped and continued, "But your eyes are different from his."

"You've had too much to drink."

Xizel smiled and held the old drunkard's shoulders, and a wisp of black mist penetrated into his body.

Then he turned towards the door:

"You can go out and sober up."

The old drunk nodded blankly, staggered towards the door, and muttered to himself: "I need to go to the toilet again..."

No one would question the behavior of an alcoholic.

Even if he died suddenly on the cold street.

Xizel couldn't help but look back.

Lu Cha has already walked up the stairs.

Miss An, will you have any doubts?