Mrs. Gurdon started making a fuss, not like a reserved landlady at all: Dare you say you don't know how to read? It's a joke, it's a big joke, okay, I won't argue with you, just leave."
"You brought me from Lawrence to Elida City, and I don't have a single copper coin. How can I go back?"
Mrs. Ogden almost wanted to slap her. What a little bitch, she dared to take advantage of Saga's presence. However, she had to show that she was operating a legal business. She smiled and said: "I'm sorry, this is your own business. I'm not here."
Within the scope of the contract.”
Shen Zhimo patted his head and said: "Oh, by the way, I need a maid. The Xandurilla at home has to take care of the children all day long, and I am a little embarrassed to order her around. Ysela, you come back with me."
"I, I won't go, I don't want to sleep with you." Ysera said quietly.
Julian laughed heartily, and Mrs. Ogden cursed in her mind: "All the good things I bought at a high price are at a discount to you. Forget it, just think that I am unlucky."
Shen Zhimo did not feel embarrassed and said: "Relax, don't be nervous, and don't think that others like you to sleep with them. I just want to find a hard-working maid. If you don't want to, forget it. Maybe there is a more suitable one in the slave market."
"
Ysera finally raised her eyes to look at him, trying to tell whether this man was a middle-aged lecherous uncle.
"Mrs. Ogden, I still want to thank you for your hospitality. Tomorrow I will compile a roster of all the girls in the store and send it to the police station for easy management."
Turning around to leave, he saw Ysera following closely behind him and asked: "Can you eat enough at your house?"
"Haha, this child." Shen Zhimo touched her head: "There is bread and ham at home, you can eat as much as you want."
Ysera looked at him, her eyes as bright as the bright stars in the night sky. Although she was still so cold, she could faintly see the flickering hope in them: "I am very diligent, and I hope to be your maid."
The most luxurious suite on the second floor of the gold-encrusted rose is still far away from Xiangnaier, but it is enough to make the orc girl feel cramped. On the table are delicious butter bread, sliced ham, steak and seaweed soup, Ysera
Without waiting for the reception, she picked up the bread and stretched out her tender tongue to lick it. Her eyes were darting around, as if she found that the surroundings were safer than she thought, so she started to take big bites. Only then did she reveal her orcish toughness.
That side.
Shen Zhimo leaned against the sofa. Looking at Ysela's resolute little face, the half-orc was so pretty that she was considered an alien. The only shortcoming was that there was a scar under the corner of her eye, which ruined the overall beauty. He took a puff of cigarette.
, said: "How old are you?"
"I am fifteen years old this year."
"Tomorrow I will ask Mrs. Ogden to transfer the contract, and you will officially become my maid. You can terminate the contract at any time if you want. I will also give you a sum of money to go home."
Ysera nodded and said vaguely: "I have no home and I don't know where to go."
"But a maid must follow the rules of a maid and must obey the master's orders unconditionally. You can't listen to anyone but me. After eating, go take a bath. You are dirty. How long have you not washed?"
Ysera replied: "Five months, from the war in April to now."
Shen Zhimo was shocked: "You haven't taken a shower for five months and it doesn't stink too much. You are really talented. I will ask the boss to arrange a room for you later and rest after washing." But he also admired this girl and guessed that her home was in
It was destroyed in the war and started wandering around at the age of fifteen. It is really not easy to survive until now.
"Then what am I going to do tomorrow?"
"You first learn Samur writing."
After lying on the bed and reading a boring novel praising the spirit of chivalry for half an hour, Shen Zhimo suddenly smelled a light fragrance. Mixed with soap and sweet aroma, he turned around and saw Ysera standing at the door. What he smelled was the seductive girl.
Human body odor. The hair that has not yet dried has been untied and hung wetly on the back of the shoulders. Her fresh face, bright eyes, and the cutest thing are her two small canine teeth. Her healthy wheat complexion, although thin, is full of energy.
Vitality. Especially after eating a full stomach and taking a bath, he shows a different kind of alien style. He wears an old clothes from Sendurella, loosely covering his thin body.
"I asked you to go back to your room to rest, what are you doing here?"
Ysera walked into the room gently, stood in front of him and said: "You are very good to me, I want to thank you."
Shen Zhimo thought to himself: "This kid is really nimble. He walked in and didn't make a sound. If he is trained, he will definitely achieve better results than Aubrey in two years." He coughed and said, "I will enter other people's rooms from now on."
Remember to knock on the door first, and I am your master, so I feed you and clothe you as I should, without any need for thanks."
Ysera knelt in front of the bed and caressed his thigh. Shen Zhimo, who had not been with a woman for twenty-five years, was startled by this action and said, "You don't want to sleep with me? What are you going to do?"
Ysela lowered her head, her original arrogance gradually disappeared, and she looked very pitiful. She whispered: "Master, I don't know anything and I don't know how to serve you. I have seen my mother giving my father a massage before.
I want to give you a massage."
Shen Zhimo asked: "What race are your parents from?" He thought to himself: "Didn't Julian say that all orcs are the product of rape? Why is there such a romantic thing as a massage?"
"My father was a garrison guard sent to the border by Lawrence, and my mother grew up in the village. Later they fell in love when they met. My father didn't want to return to the army, so he stayed in the village because my mother was an orc, so they suffered a lot.
Big stop, I was also called a bastard." Ysera pressed Shen Zhimo's thigh while talking about the past. Her hands were different from other female half-orcs. They were more slender and dexterous, as soft as boneless, and tender red.
The bright red nails are very pleasing to the eye. If she didn't tell her, no one would guess the girl's true identity while walking on the street.
Shen Zhimo thought to himself: "I have traveled around the world and never done anything practical. Even if I become a rich man and enjoy being served by women, it is not the way of Confucius and Mencius. This is not the Ming Dynasty."
Ysera's fingers were very measured, and before he knew it, he gradually relaxed physically and mentally and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day on the top floor of the Ice Wind Mage Tower in the 53rd District of the Ministry of Magic, the coffee on the table was cold, and the autumn wind rolled up a dead leaf and fell on the window sill. Shen Zhimo sat on a chair and admired the scenery, seemingly as calm as water, without getting up.
Any wave is as stable as a mummy. But there is anger in my heart.
"I have been waiting for nearly two hours. The Minister of Magic is so arrogant. He is under a low eaves and has to bow his head."
The Ice Wind Mage Tower is built on Falcon Slope in District 53. It is 21 meters high and has four floors. There are windows on all four sides of the top floor, with a wide view. You can have a bird's-eye view of most of the city. People standing here are
Looking down, you will feel a very strong sense of satisfaction in your heart.
The floor is made of wood, and the stairs are winding and spiraling up. There are two different stairs connecting the second and third floors. If you are not used to walking, you will be stunned by this weird staircase.
The top floor is not closed, but is directly accessed by stairs. The two walls are filled with bookshelves, and weird-shaped glassware is placed on the magic experiment table. Shen Zhimo sat comfortably at the reception table opposite and asked
Probe outside the window.
The person we are going to meet today is by no means simple. Mephisto is sixty-seven years old, the current minister of the Ministry of Magic, a first-class hereditary earl, and one of the three most respected magicians in the empire. Magic in the entire eredar world
In the history of the development of civilization, his name cannot be ignored. Mephisto obtained high-level qualifications with outstanding talent at the age of only twenty-seven. He was once the youngest high-level magician in the empire. You must know that Julian was only in his thirties.
He spent a lot of money to obtain it at the age of six, and added a bracket at the end: "honor". He has a spiritual height of arcane magic that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and his ability to comprehend magic is always much stronger than others. He is known as the fifty
A rare talent in recent years.
After Mephisto came to power, he vigorously promoted reforms. He turned the magic research mechanism that originally focused on daily life into militarization, and finally developed a heavy-duty magic cannon with huge lethality, thus turning the tide of the war twenty years ago. The empire remained
With the slight advantage over the orcs, he was indispensable.
Until it was almost time to have dinner, the setting sun had dyed the clouds in the sky red, and the wooden stairs made a slight clang. A person walked up. Since the stairs were not isolated from the top floor, you could clearly hear the person saying to others: "Wait a minute."
it's here."
After wasting an entire afternoon, Mephisto finally arrived. Due to the profound magic that kept his body young, the minister looked only about fifty years old, not too tall, and wore a black coat.
He has a gold-rimmed mage robe, gray-white hair, deep-set eyes, and a hooked nose that is said to be very energetic in the book, but actually looks very sinister.
The mage's tower was suddenly filled with a faint fragrance similar to impatiens. A pleasant feeling slowly rose in my heart. This was the magician's positive spell at work. Usually, the mage would like to use alchemy to refine the scent.
Potion for uplifting or confusing spirits.
Julian, who was accompanying him, quickly stood up, put his hand on his chest, and bowed deeply to his boss at a 90-degree angle: "Master of magic, my respected Lord Count, you are here."
Shen Zhimo still sat still, looking out the window without even looking at him.
"Julian, I've kept you waiting for a long time. The border situation is not optimistic. The Prime Minister convened a new cabinet meeting, and the war faction and the peace faction are arguing. I can't get away." It was a calm and moderate voice, and that
The aroma is always comforting: "Is this young man the founder of the neurological magic theory that cured your rheumatoid arthritis?"
"Yes..." Seeing that Shen Zhimo's attitude was not quite right, Julian wanted to secretly remind him to pay attention to his identity but did not dare to do anything unnecessary. Cold sweat broke out and he forced a smile and said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Saga's nerves
The research on magic has been quite complete and can completely coexist with the three major systems of arcana, nature and elements."
Shen Zhimo then turned his face, still leaning crookedly on the chair, and said to Julian: "Is this old man the one who is said to be the closest to the Holy Mage, the most powerful Minister of Magic in the legend?" He was more imposing than Mo.
Fisto was not bad at all, but this immediately made the atmosphere more tense.
Julian nodded with difficulty. Shen Zhimo pretended to be very reluctant and stretched out his hand to Mephisto and said: "Your Excellency, it is my honor to meet you."
Mephisto had been ups and downs in officialdom for decades, and had long been trained to be indifferent to favors and humiliations. He didn't care about his attitude, and smiled kindly: "Hello, Mr. Saga." But in his heart, he thought: "This young man is a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers."
Well, it was the so-called neurological magic that changed his mental outlook. He looks very good, but he is too arrogant."
Shen Zhimo took out a fat but crudely made cigar, revealing his pseudo-nouveau riche appearance, and said with a smile: "I wonder what type of magic the Earl is practicing?"
Everyone in the world knows that Mephisto is a master of all three series, and his achievements are extraordinary. This young man is still pretending to be stupid. Does he really think that I will be stupid enough to believe that he really created a new system of magic? The old man gradually became a little unhappy, but
Without showing it on his face, he said: "I entered the Magic Academy and majored in arcana. Mr. Saga, your time is precious, can you show me the so-called process of treating rheumatoid arthritis?"
Shen Zhimo waved his hand quickly: "Your Excellency, I think there is an error in your cognition. This is a long process. After practicing neural magic, the effects will gradually appear within a month. Of course, this has been achieved in Mr. Julian
A perfect reflection, you can carefully observe his graceful posture."
Mephisto sat in front of him, sitting upright, with a straight back and a serious expression, which was in sharp contrast to Shen's casualness: "Mr. Saga, your nervous system magic is only used to treat arthritis? Forgive me.
I don’t understand the profound map and theory of the human body’s demonic energy operating points in the “Introduction”.”
Shen Zhimo secretly scolded Julian for being smart, and said: "Every line is like a mountain. Everything has a step-by-step process. For example, a piano player may not necessarily know how to play the trumpet. You have been immersed in arcana all your life. It is natural that you don't understand a new system of magic.
Let me tell you, nervous system magic can greatly enhance the human body. It is almost impossible for a small arthritis pain to be cured without medicine. If you still have gallstones, urethritis, cystitis, uterine inflammation, etc.
Enditis can be cured as long as you practice nervous system magic. In addition, the tyranny of the body can eclipse the ferocious beastmen, the coordination and sensitivity of the body make thieves tremble in fear, and the power emitted by a single body makes the paladin commit suicide in shame and anger. You