Part 14 Chapter 130 Death

The slender and fair hand gently pulled out the chopsticks from the bamboo tube. The woman in the silver robe gently picked up the chopsticks from the plate, picked up a winter bamboo shoot, lowered her head and put it into her rosy little mouth, eating very elegantly and quietly. Little did she know that this beautiful action, like a painting, was watched by everyone in the tavern. Even some women couldn't help but look over, and then felt a little embarrassed and ashamed. [ ]

There were originally sounds of conversation and laughter in the tavern, but now it became silent, with only the sound of breathing of varying heights, echoing the sound of the howling and distant snow outside the tavern. The lights emitted a gentle white halo, covering everyone's face and eyes.

At this moment, there was a cursing voice suddenly coming from outside the tavern, along with the sounds of several footsteps. Then, the curtain of the tavern was fiercely opened, and the hem of the curtain was fluttering. Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads and glare at him, as if blaming the person who came in for making too much noise and disturbing the woman in the silver-white robe.

However, when they saw the person coming, the anger in their eyes instantly melted away like ice and snow, and they all lowered their heads and concentrated on eating.

The man who came in was tall and burly, with a green broadsword hanging from his waist. In such cold weather, he was only wearing a green sleeveless leather armor. There were tattoos of strange and evil beasts on his two exposed arms, which made him look intimidating against his sturdy figure.

Behind him followed a few followers, whose bodies were only half his size but were also relatively strong. Each of them had a knife or sword hanging on their waist, and their sharp eyes showed their impressive strength.

The owner of the tavern's face changed slightly, and he quickly greeted him with a smile, "It's Uncle Bart, please come in. Uncle Bart is coming to our store. Please wait a moment, I will prepare wine and food for you right away."

Bart raised his head slightly, his eyes cold and contemptuous, and snorted lightly, then he noticed a beautiful figure sitting at a table by the window not far away. There was some surprise in his eyes. As one of the worst bullies in the city, he knew all the pretty girls in the town better than the palm of his hand, but he had never seen such a graceful back. He smiled evilly and walked over.

The alloy boots stepped on the floor, making a thudding sound, which seemed to knock on the hearts of the other guests. Everyone sighed secretly, feeling sorry for the woman in the silver-white robe. Such a beautiful girl was going to be ruined.

Some people turned their heads away in pain, sighing in their hearts, feeling powerless and frustrated.

Bart walked to the side of the woman in the silver-white robe and stopped at the table. He squinted his eyes and saw the woman's delicate and perfect face. He couldn't help but stare at her in a daze. After a long time, he came back to his senses. He immediately swallowed his saliva and greedily and lewdly scanned the body of the woman in the silver-white robe. He smiled evilly and said, "Girl, where are you from? I haven't seen you before. Raise your head and let this grandfather take a good look."

The silver-white woman seemed to have seen nothing and continued to pick up the food on the plate and eat gently.

Bart frowned, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "You don't know the rules yet, right? In our city of Wilman, every outsider has to pay insurance premiums."

"Insurance premium?" The silver-white woman raised her head and looked at him, her eyes as clear and bright as water. She asked, "What is the insurance premium?"

Bart raised his head slightly and sneered, "Insurance premium means that as long as you pay the premium, your personal safety can be guaranteed. Otherwise, if something happens in the city and your body is hung on the ice and stone of the moat the next day, you can't blame anyone else."

"I see..." The woman in the silver-white robe lowered her head, picked up the food from the plate, ate a little, then stood up. Her soft hair slid down her shoulders and hung behind her, emitting a soft fragrance that made all the pores on Bart's body relax. He took a deep breath greedily, smacking his lips, looking fascinated.

"Then..." The woman in the silver-white robe tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, "This meal is on you. Just consider it as... your insurance premium to me."

"What?" Bart's eyes widened, as if he didn't hear clearly, "I paid you protection money?"

"Yes, what's the matter? Did you collect too little?" The woman in the silver-white robe looked at him with surprise in her watery eyes.

Bart stared at her face for a long time before he was sure that she was not pretending, but really felt that way. He suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He just sighed and shook his head. He said, "You just came here and don't know how powerful I am. It seems that I have to prove to you that I am a strong man." As he said that, he drew out the green sword from his waist. The sharp blade reflected a dazzling light in the light. He held it flat in front of the woman in the silver-white robe.

Then, in her puzzled eyes, he suddenly placed his palm on the sword and broke it hard.

A green secret pattern flashed across the blade of the green sword as if in pain. If someone had sharp eyesight, they would know that this was the secret pattern of the divine law.

“Ka——”

The sword broke.

The crisp and breaking sound seemed to tear the heartstrings of all the guests in the tavern.

Bart smiled and said, "This is a high-level artifact. You should know its hardness."

The woman in the silver-white robe still had a confused expression. "I know, but why did you break it? It would be a waste."

"..." Bart stared at her for a long time before he was sure that she was not pretending to be stupid. A sense of vigilance rose in his heart, and he frowned and said, "Are you a powerful God Emperor?"

The woman in the silver-white robe blinked and looked at him curiously, "God Emperor? How powerful is that?"

Bart fell silent again. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then a happy expression appeared on his face. He smiled and said, "Judging from your appearance, you should be a lady of some noble family. Many ordinary people do not know what kind of person the God Emperor is. Then, you should know about gods, right? Or, false gods, if you have not heard of them, then you should know the most basic demigods, right?"

“God? False God? Demigod?” Three questions popped up above the head of the woman in the silver-white robe. She looked very distressed. “I don’t know. I’ve never heard of it.”

Bart was a little speechless.

If it weren't for the innocent and sincere expression of the woman in the silver-white robe, he almost suspected that she was pretending. Now, he wondered if this girl was... a little mentally ill? Or... an idiot?

"Okay." He took a deep breath and said, "I am a peak divine being who can smash a mountain with one punch. You should know that, right?"

"Oh..." The woman in the silver-white robe was a little disappointed. "If everything is fine, I'll go back to my room and rest. I finally came to this world and I'm a little tired."

"Go back to the room?" Bart felt ignored and a little angry, so he ignored the question in the words of the woman in the silver-white robe.

"Stop right there!" Bart took a step forward and stood in front of the woman in the silver-white robe, looking down at her coldly. "I told you very clearly that you have to pay the insurance premium. If you don't pay it, don't blame me."

The woman in the silver-white robe looked at him in even greater surprise. "You mean, you want me to pay you the insurance premium? No?"

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Veins bulged on Bart's forehead, and his neck became thicker. He said angrily, "If you don't hand it over to me, then I should hand it over to you. Stop talking nonsense! I'll give you one minute to think about it!"

The woman in the silver-white robe combed her hair around her face in annoyance. She said, "What should I do if I don't hand it over?"

"Then come with me!" Bart grinned and reached out to grab her.

"puff--"

Blood spurted out, followed by the sound of an object falling to the floor. After a few seconds, Bart's scream like a pig being slaughtered was heard.

The woman in the silver-white robe remained standing still, not even raising her hands. She frowned slightly and sighed, "My clothes are very expensive, they can't get dirty."

The tavern became deathly silent. All sounds seemed to be swallowed up by invisible terror. Everyone stared at the woman in the silver-white robe with wide eyes, and there was an incredible expression on their faces.

Bart's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked at the pure and beautiful woman in front of him with a look of horror. His heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He said in fear, "Who are you? Who are you? How could a powerful God Emperor come to such a small border town!"

"I'm not the God Emperor." The woman in the silver-white robe muttered softly, then brushed past Bart and whispered softly in Bart's ear, "I'm more powerful than the God Emperor..."

Then, she walked over, and the light shone on her snow-white robe, making it look magnificent.

Bart's body froze, and then he fell forward with a thud. There was no other scar on his body, but he lost consciousness in an instant, and his eyes became empty and gray, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Everyone felt their scalps tingling, all the customers screamed, and then fled out of the tavern like crazy. The boss behind the counter had his legs shaking like willow branches, and he fell limply to the ground, looking at this almost perfect woman in horror.

The few men that Bart brought with him screamed in fear and turned and ran away.

The tavern became empty in an instant, with only the howling cold wind outside the tavern's curtains, like a mournful wail, blowing past.

The woman in the silver-white robe took a look and was about to turn around and go back to the room. At this moment, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the snow on the street outside when the curtain of the tavern was blown up by the cold wind. It seemed that the figure had just fallen down and not much snow had accumulated on his body.

She frowned, and then she didn't know why, but she walked out and saw a black-haired boy lying in the snow. She actually picked him up, which surprised even herself. Then she went back to the tavern and said to the boss, "Give me some hot water."

The boss stammered and trembled, "Yes... yes..."

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