Queen and Her Duke

Dark night and alcohol are things that can multiply the evil thoughts in my heart.

When Wen Lin's glass bottomed out, four or five people who looked like strong men approached her.

During the period, the obscene and obscene words successfully made Wen Lin angry. Before she got close, Wen Lin put one hand on the edge of the table, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

High kicks, elbow strikes, punches, arm swings, throat locks.

bang bang bang bang~

There were five neat and orderly sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and Wen Lin kept her feet on the ground throughout the whole process, using her strength to move quickly among the five people.

They are all fierce moves that can be knocked down with one blow.

The neck, throat, jaw, collarbone, and soft ribs are all very fragile parts of the human body, which can make the opponent lose the ability to resist in the fastest time, and control the strength so that it is not easy to kill.

The hazy feeling of alcohol was on the rise, Wen Lin swayed twice, but quickly stabilized her figure, she stood with her hands behind her back, and looked coldly at the few people lying down on the ground.

Although annoying, but the crime is not death, Wen Lin just stunned them.

The originally noisy tavern was silent at this moment. They looked at Wen Lin, who was thin and weak, and felt their scalps go numb.

When Wen Lin's gaze swept over, everyone subconsciously shivered,

Were they dazzled just now?The onlookers looked at each other one after another, wanting to confirm that they were dazzled.

But the facts were right in front of them, and they couldn't help but believe it.

Is this really something a woman can do?

[-]v[-]!And it looks effortless!

This question popped up in the minds of everyone present at the same time.

Wen Lin is a person who tends to get pissed off after drinking. If she takes a few sips too much, her face will turn red.

So even if Wen Lin was conscious, others would mistake her for drinking too much.

His face was a little hot, and the tavern was not ventilated and very stuffy.

Wen Lin shifted her gaze to the bar, planning to pay the money for the broken tables and chairs and then leave.

The people standing in front of the bar saw Wen Lin walking towards them, and immediately scattered to both sides like birds and beasts, with horror on their faces.

Is this going to be drunk?Come beat them up too?

Seeing Wen Lin's expressionless expression, the tavern owner who was sitting behind the bar swallowed dryly. Just as he was about to dodge, three silver Golan coins fell on the bar, making a crisp crashing sound.

Turns out it was just a checkout.

Phew~ a tacit long cry.

With an empty hand, Wen Lin looked back, and saw that the tightly wrapped long knife was placed on the stool.

Just as Wen Lin was about to take the long knife and leave, a thin shadow rushed out from the corner, picked up Wen Lin's long knife and fled through the door.

The body reacted faster than the brain. When everyone was stunned, Wen Lin had already caught up. When people put their heads out of the window to look, they saw two small black dots quickly disappearing at the end of the road.

The tavern became lively again, but this time the topic of the discussion was changed to Wen Lin.

The owner of the tavern asked his servants to drag the five burly men to the door. Everyone gathered around and observed the situation of these five people.

They were surprised to find that these five people were simply dizzy, their breathing was steady, and they didn't even have obvious trauma on their bodies, at best they were red and swollen.

Everyone speculated about Wen Lin's identity and her weird movement just now.

The more she said it, the more outrageous it became. Some people even speculated that she was a sea monster who went ashore on the grounds of her oriental appearance.

Until there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, "I remember! The arena, that day was her!"

Once reminded, someone soon echoed,

"Yes, Orientals, that day in the arena was an oriental woman!"

Wen Lin's performance in the arena some time ago has already become a best-selling story in all the taverns.

The tavern owner always collects stories that people want to hear from time to time, and pays the narrators twenty copper coins a day. The more popular the story, the better the tavern's business will be.

And the story of the arena is exactly the story that every tavern will tell during this time.

It's just that Wen Lin's appearance looks too deceptive, and no one connects her with the protagonist in the story at first.

The tavern owner immediately became energetic. He had already thought about how to use Wen Lin's visit to his tavern and show off his talents as a gimmick to attract business in the next few days.

Wen Lin who left didn't know about all this, and she was moving quickly on the avenue on the bank of the River Taime at this time.

In front was a thin boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a small priest's uniform.

He ran very fast, and at the same time had long endurance, Wen Lin couldn't even catch up with him for a while.

At night, the river wind was fierce, which quickly cooled Wen Lin's faintly hot skin, and the dizziness in her head became more and more obvious.

Stopping suddenly, Wen Lin endured the discomfort, picked up a few gravels and threw them forward.

The frantically running boy fell to the ground hard, and his reaction was very quick. Before Wen Lin walked over, he turned over and rolled to the bank of the Taim River.

"Don't come over, I'll throw it down if you come over,"

The River Thame is deep, with swift currents beneath its seemingly calm surface.

If it is really thrown down, how to salvage it will be a very tricky thing.

Wen Lin stopped when there were still about two meters away. She stared at the embarrassed boy with a cold expression, "Why did you steal my things?"

"I need money,"

"Why run?"

"There is no one here, you exchange money for what I have in my hand,"

It can be seen that although the young man is afraid, he has no intention of retreating at all. He is holding the things in his hands tightly and staring at Wen Lin viciously.

Throwing the money bag forward casually, Wen Lin said impatiently, "Give me the things immediately,"

Seeing Wen Lin throwing out the purse indifferently, the young man licked his lips nervously, and moved cautiously to the side of the purse.

However, the moment he lowered his head to pick up the money bag, Wen Lin approached like a ghost, and struck the young man's wrist neatly, instantly snatching back the long knife and the money bag.

"It was a little lesson,"

Wen Lin got up, and after leaving these words, she left without looking back.

"Please, a silver coin will do,"

Behind him was the boy's pleading and clear kneeling sound.

Wen Lin acted as if she hadn't heard, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Wen Lin was indifferent, the boy behind him sobbed like a collapse,

"My mother has a fever and she needs money to see a doctor. I know that stealing is a sin that should be cast aside, but I have no other options,"

Seeing Wen Lin walking farther and farther away, the young man sat on the ground slumped, buried his head in his knees, his crying gradually became quieter, and he began to sob softly.

"Your lies are very clumsy," came Wen Lin's voice.

I don't know when she turned back, the boy raised his head, surprised and afraid.

He said dejectedly, "My mother is really sick,"

"If I'm not mistaken, the priest's uniform you are wearing is the priest's uniform of Bige, the richest parish in the capital. There are usually doctors who see patients for free in the parish,"

There was a painful expression on the young man's face, "My mother believes in Protestantism, and my father thinks she is a traitor with weak beliefs. He thinks this is the pain she should bear and is atonement for her sins."

"What about you? What is your religion?"

"I don't know, I only know that I should save my mother,"

After Wen Lin heard this, a dark light flickered in her eyes. She threw the purse into the boy's arms, caressed her wrist casually, and was about to leave.

The young man stared blankly at the purse in his hand, and then stared blankly at Wen Lin's leaving back,

He suddenly shouted loudly at Wen Lin, "Be careful, someone ordered me to steal from you, and they said they would give me money if I succeed,"

"My name is Macomm, and thank you,"

Wen Lin pursed her lips, she seemed to be in a better mood, but she didn't make any response, but walked aimlessly along the Tam River.

The boy watched her go away until he couldn't see her at all.

Wen Lin was in a state of emptiness, and her alcoholism was getting heavier and heavier, but her steps were still steady.

The sun shines on the white stone buildings on the other side of the river. The towering church stands in it, and the golden bell tower's loud and powerful bells seem to be able to cleanse people's hearts.

At the end of the last bell, Wen Lin stopped, turned sideways to the River Thame, and moved her ears.

About 30 people are approaching here.

The footsteps were light and orderly, as if they had received some kind of professional military training.

They were scattered in a semicircle, quickly gathering towards Wen Lin's position.

Want to catch a turtle in a urn?

Wen Lin raised her eyebrows in disdain. She turned her back to the River Taim. Under the stunned gaze, she spread her arms and fell back gently under the help of her drunkenness.

Boom~ The water on the river was surging, and the people on the bank had long since disappeared.

Retinue knights:? ? ?is she crazy or are we blind