Chapter 630: Stealing chickens is not an eclipse, and a third party has come to the door.

"The amount ~ Well ...... It appears there has not finished! In the case have not found away from the first to say it!"
"Yeah! I'm not done yet! Let's continue to avoid it!"
"Da~Da~Da"
But after hearing these sounds, the sound of footsteps and conversations once again moved away, making Fritia, who has always been alert to hearing, breathed a sigh of relief...
(It looks like it should be gone, right? It almost...)
"Um~Um!!! You this!!!"
"Let me take good care of you... ooh~ hey..."
‘Pap~Pap, Pap~Pap~Pap, Boom~Boom~Boom’
But when Fritia was slightly relaxed, the Mediterranean nobleman who wandered wildly on the ground, fortunately, took advantage of the chaos to give him a salty pig hand, and let him take advantage of it, but it was soon lost to him. A backhand taught a lot, and even almost made Fritia lose his mind and chop off his two hands together.
(This dead xx! It's really not disgusting, I'm not happy, are you? You are already happy alone in the illusion, and you can still eat my tofu like a blind cat and a dead mouse!)
"Damn~ damn, I'm not relieved at all! That's it! It's not much time until noon! Whatever you can collect! Besides, after all, you have to pretend, and you can only aggravate your self-esteem, so that these people will have more benefits Right!"
After teaching the Mediterranean nobles, Fritia finally put a lot of things down, while tearing all her leftover clothes, she continued to trample on the ground below this and continued to torture Aldo's intelligence...
"Da~Da~Da, Pat~Pa, Pat~Cack"
"Hurry up~ hurry up! Don't be too slow, if you lose that female slave, you are just a sin of exile, I am afraid that you will become a life-saving business! I really admire your courage! Not only will you attack others at night, but Just sell her to that noble general for a while, haven't you thought about the simple truth of having money to spend for life?"
"Captain, don't be bothered by these short-sighted, lust-confused-eyed trash! If it weren't for these factors, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been creeps on you!"
"Yeah~ah! Ha~ha~ha! xN"
"Oh~yo...Oh~yo x2"
About an hour before noon, outside the tent where Fritia was still interrogating intelligence, there were a few light-iron armored teams that were obviously more advanced than the guards here. They wrestled before they were beaten to a bruised face. The two guards now came directly to the door of the tent.
Judging from the horrible look, it was already clear that the two men could not steal the chicken and lost all of them, and lost all of them. It is these teams who escorted the two of them to appear, causing the guards who were guarding the periphery to detect them. The crowd greeted them.
"Patter~Patter"
"I wonder if you have anything to come to our adults' tent? And why are there two soldiers of our army in custody?"
Obviously, although the soldiers here knew why the opponent came to the door, in order to save the face of their superiors and theirs, they could only pretend to be unknowingly intercepting them first, and procrastinating questioning.
"Oh~oh? You won't admit it to death, right? I know you are going to be escorted to Lord Aldo today to get the female slave here! So let me go! Or don't blame us for being impolite! "
‘Wh~Wh~Wh, 噌~噌~噌’
For a while, a few corps captains in light iron armor stood together at the forefront, and then asked one of the representatives to say so severely that neither side showed off their weapons like any pause, and they would shoot each other anytime and anywhere. .
"Ha~ha~ha! Don’t move around with knives or something. We are partners in a large army. We don’t fight well in our nest. Or else! Let me ask my adults and give you a chance to verify. What do you think? It’s better to hit your hand and hurt your hand without knowing the real situation, right?"
The tent guard who also knew that he was at a disadvantage had no choice but to try to persuade the other party not to do it in this way, and then let one of his guards ran to the tent where Fritia was located, taking the opportunity to hit their small report.
"That's good! I'll wait for your adults to bring that female slave out! Humph~humph!"
"Patter~Patter"
After seeing the opponent coming out like this, the teams holding the two wrestling guards severely welded their weapons to the ground and waited and watched their every move...
(So ​​sir, you must be finished! After all, although the good time is a little shorter, but as long as the weird noise is not kept at this time, everything is easy to say here! xN)
Seeing that the person who came to the dignitaries is now willing to wait, all the tent guards sweated in their hearts, and now they look at the inside of the rush, thank God for not making them moth-like noises.
"My lord! Someone outside asked if the female slave detained yesterday is in this place, and should I ask the outsiders to reply?"
Although there were no voices that were too difficult to explain all the way to the front of the tent, the tent guard who had the courage asked the inside so loudly.
Obviously, he deliberately let the other party know what they were doing, and asked the Mediterranean nobles inside to see that he would deal with this burning eyebrow matter.
(Oh~oh? This kind of situation of Cheng Yaojin halfway through! It's really a coincidence! Obviously there is still a lot of information that has not been dug out from this xxx...no, it's fine, just close it anyway. There will be opportunities to understand in the future!)
"Listen well! Next you will regain your sanity, but your subconscious mind will give priority to protecting and catering to me. Remember that I am your superior now! And don't come out to rescue me personally if you don't have to! Do you understand? "
After hearing the quarrel outside, coupled with the voice of the guards now asking for instructions, I feel a little regretful that there is not enough time for Fritia, and she can only use the shortest time to pull the ears of the Mediterranean nobles, so as to increase the duration of the fog. The magical effect hinted softly.
"Hmm~Hmm! You are my master, as long as it is your order, I will give priority to it!"
And the Mediterranean nobleman, who looked a little muddled and changed his clothes, replied to him in a swaying manner, and only nodded slightly when Fritia saw this good effect.
"Papa~Papa~Papa"
"Uh~hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's okay, just let their leader come in directly, there is nothing I want to hide because of my interrogation alone!"