Taresa's needlework skills are good.

She quickly moved in the room with the sewing bag provided by Black and several rune threads of different colors, and changed the luxurious "sex maid outfit" into a very orthodox maid service.

It is black and white, with three beautiful lace edges around the waist and the corners of the skirt, and can be tied into a large bow behind the waist.

It seems that this is not the first time that the obscene child stroller driver is playing this kind of tune. Not only did he ask his subordinates to bring clothes, but he even prepared all the "accessories" very well.

The pendant on the head, the embellishments on the clothes, and even white socks and black crystal shoes.

This made Black sigh that no matter what world, no matter what identity, no matter how old a man is, he is really unique in his GHS matter and has no energy left.

The price of this set of things bought at the Stantam Market is not that many gold coins cannot be stopped.

"Damn it! It's quite fun to play, and it's quite ritual."

The pirate whispered:

"Is it good to use this sense of ritual in the right place? If you have one-tenth of your energy on your main business, you will not be so stupid that you will come and work hard for the Black Dragon."

"Mr. Black..."

"Call me Captain, my chief cleaning maid. Oh, it seems that Morros needs to train you well and let you learn the rules on the ship."

"Uh, OK, Captain. The clothes have been changed."

Taresa stood up and picked up the modified clothes in her hand.

Those vulgar places have been sewn with thread by the skillful Taresa.

The stitches are also very good. Not only does it not destroy the weird beauty of the dress itself, but it also uses different colors to outline some patterns to make it look a little better.

"Put it on after it's modified!"

Black scolded:

"You're holding it up and giving it to me, are you planning to wear it?"

The pirate pointed to the pile of decorations on the table next to him and said:

"Swap those things, I'm going to discuss your 'career plan' with Blackmore. This is a big event in your life and you must be dressed up and attend!"

"Ah this..."

Taresa glanced at the things on the table next to her, especially the white stockings and crystal shoes. She lowered her head and said in a resistant tone:

"Can you not wear it?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The pirate stood up and said:

"You change your own clothes, you know that they no longer represent those dirty and dirty things. This is a normal work clothes that represent your future career.

Do you understand if you do something and love something?

When doing your favorite profession, you must also pay attention to your demeanor, which is the basic quality of being a social person.

You change your clothes, I'll go out and wait for you."

“There are bad guys outside!”

Taresa whispered.

"Bad guy? A bad guy has never been me?"

The pirates scoffed at this.

After tidying up her cloak, she reached out and pushed open the door and walked out, leaving Taresa alone in the room. In fact, she didn't hesitate for long. After all, she was a smart girl.

She knew what Mr. Black meant.

After wearing this outfit, she will become the "captain's person" from now on.

Just like the civilians in the castle can become soldiers under General Blackmore and enjoy the protection of the army as long as they wear armor. This outfit represents a future that can be chosen!

Should I stay here and be given to a bad old man as a gift? Or should I leave with Mr. Black?

Does this require time to think about it?

No need at all!

Soon, Taresa changed her clothes, and the girl from a civilian background took some time to wear complicated stockings, but encountered trouble when changing into crystal high heels.

It was difficult to walk with such shoes that civilians could not wear at all, and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, she learned things very quickly.

According to the manners of the noble ladies walking in her memory, she took a few minutes to master this strange sense of balance.

After taking a deep breath, Taresa wrapped her old clothes behind her and quietly pushed open the door and looked out.

She saw the black-clad assassins kneeling in front of Mr. Black.

Those damn bad guys!

They now knelt in front of Black in sincerity and awe as if they were paying homage to the leader of their faction, and the high-level assassin in charge also kissed the blue seal on Black's finger.

The pirate asked:

"When will 'Cutter' McClose return to Dunhold Castle?"

The high-level assassin half-kneeled in front of him said hoarsely:

“He will come back at midnight today or tomorrow morning, Master.”

"What did he do?"

Black asked again.

The high-level assassin seemed a little resistant, as if he was struggling in his spirit. After hesitating for a second, he said intermittently:

"The Cutters picked a group of elites from the faction...going to Ravenhoud Manor to receive...reinforcement, he claimed that it was a blessing from...the master.

We...we are too weak and are left here as representatives of our contact with General Blackmore.

He promised us that we would also receive... powerful blessings."

"In other words, at least one black dragon is there in Ravenhoud Manor?"

Black nodded.

The Kilrog's eye on his shoulder flipped once, turned around and looked at Taresa, frowned and said:

"Uh, I always feel that something is missing. Well, by the way, how can the cleaning maid not have cleaning tools? Hold this one."

The pirate took out a black broom from his bag and threw it to Taresa. The latter took it and found it was heavy, and the broom seemed to have its own consciousness, jumping around in her hands.

"Don't be afraid, this is a magic broom."

Black ignored the seven or eight black-clad assassins half-kneeled in the corridor. He walked to the higher part of the castle with a fearful look on his face, explaining as he walked:

"Enchant items that can be seen everywhere in Dalaran and Quelthalas, can be completed by the user's orders.

Ordinary people can also use it, but you probably have to learn how to use it.

The one I gave you is the best one. It has combat enchantments that can be used to smash the heads of thieves and robbers who robbers who robbers, but this one is even more difficult to manipulate.

Morros will teach you.”

As he spoke, the pirate snapped his fingers gently as he turned the stairs of the corridor.

The "spiritual plague" in the spirit of seven or eight black-clad assassins kneeling there in the corridor behind were activated, and each of them was given a "group soul shock".

The low-level assassin only felt a loud bang in his heart, and he fell to the ground with blood bleed in his seven orifices.

The high-level assassin could still struggle, but he crawled out for a few steps and was killed on the spot as the things that were most afraid of in his heart kept rolling and invading.

"Nasrezm's spiritual magic is really useful when trashing vegetables."

Black exclaimed.

"What's this?"

Saratas was very dissatisfied and said quietly in Black's ear:

"If you want to learn this, I can teach you. These fear demons are too apt to play with their minds. I can teach you to use their fear to summon the Shadow Demon.

Just one end, you can drag everyone in this castle into a nightmare and kill them all!"

"Forgive."

The pirate lazily answered:

"I can't finish the magic of warlocks, I don't have the energy or time to study Shadow Priest's magic. These magics were not learned by me.

I just 'used it'.

Besides, if I want to kill all the people in this castle, I still need to use magic? Why do you waste time casting a spell by picking up the moon blade?”

"Captain, who are you talking to?"

Following Blake tightly, Taresa, holding a big broom, asked carefully. The pirate turned around and made a "stop voice" action to her.

Don't ask, this is not a good thing.
To be continued...