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Chapter 54 Almost Got it

Arthur turned his head and saw that it was the tavern couple who had escorted their daughter out. It seemed that they were going to force her head to apologize to the drunken nobleman.

"Look at your... this face, let me touch it, it's your honor."

The drunken aristocrat couldn't straighten his tongue, but his hands moved flexibly, reaching directly onto the little girl's shoulder.

Even slowly touch down, until the chest.

The companions of the drunken nobles also yelled and booed loudly, completely ignoring the little girl's feelings.

The couple in the tavern saw this action, pretended not to see it, and just held their daughter's head down, asking her to apologize to the "angry" nobleman.

Some of the customers around pretended not to see this and just ate their food.Some followed suit, as if they were watching a performance.

Although the little girl's head was pinned down and her body was attacked, she still refused to give in, gritting her teeth and speaking indistinct words.

Although Arthur felt that this scene was not in line with his own values, he was not his own subject after all, and he had no obligation to take care of it.

That was King Robert's business, but apparently the King was at the Red Keep or at one of the technical institutes enjoying his evenings with the working women.

"Master, for the sake of her bowing her head and admitting her mistake, please forgive us. Let's add two barrels of steamed rice wine as an apology." The tavern owner said with a very humble attitude.

"No, no, no. I have to let her stay with me for one night, one night." The drunken noble raised his index finger in front of the tavern owner.

The boss looked at his daughter and felt her neck struggling, but he didn't dare to stand up for her.

A woman's chastity is not a precious thing, and the old Prime Minister, Lord Arryn, even married a poor Lysa.He comforted himself like this.

Although according to the usual practice, the golden dragon for reclaiming the new land is definitely not in your hands, but if you can avoid this disaster, it is also a good choice.

The tavern owner nodded, "That's one night."

Then he relaxed his grip so that his daughter's head could be lifted up.

"I don't agree. I didn't do anything wrong. Why are my parents apologizing and making me..." The little girl's words were obviously crying, and she burst into tears after speaking.

Seeing this, the drunken nobleman became even more excited, and hugged the little girl on the spot, seemingly unable to bear it.

"Let me go, I..." The little girl bit the arm of the drunken nobleman, and then nimbly pulled away to escape.

She stumbled and rushed all the way, and fell down beside Arthur's table. She couldn't get up after climbing several times, and her crying became louder.

"Seven Gods, who will save me, save this poor man."

The drunk nobleman also staggered after hearing the little girl's cry.

"I let you run, you are mine, you... can you escape?"

He staggered to the side of the little girl, smiled obscenely, and then untied his belt.

Although his pants were still hanging, obviously, this couldn't stop him from moving like a beast.

The little girl was crying, her parents could not be counted on, and the golden robes for their protection were designated for nobles. Her beautiful life had just begun, but was interrupted by this sudden conflict.

The drunken noble stretched out his claws towards the little girl, ready to start his own "wonderful" enjoyment.

But a hand, like the hardest iron, stuck out at the right time, and tightly bound his claws.

"It's almost done, ah!" Arthur said coldly, nodding at him.

The drunk aristocrat is delirious, but animal lust drives his response.

He tried to pull his right hand from Arthur's hand, but he couldn't pull it out.

So he ordered: "Call me...hit him."

A few of his followers rushed over.

"Where did the countrymen come from, do you know who we are, and dare to provoke my family?"

"Let go of my lord, or I will not have your good fruit."

"You are the only one who deserves to have physical contact with my young master's noble body? Why don't you let him go quickly, and apologize on your knees!"

Arthur stuffed the half-eaten fat pigeon into the mouth of the drunk nobleman, "I'll sober you up first."

Seeing this, the followers of the drunken nobles became even more aggressive, and came directly to beat Arthur, thinking that this would make Arthur let go of their master.

The customers around were afraid to speak before, but now they are very active.

Some spoke out to reprimand Arthur for his actions, some persuaded Arthur to let go and not to confront the drunk nobles, and some directly fanned the flames, yelling and fighting.

Desmond was older and mature, and advised in a low voice, "Let's let it go, one thing more is worse than one thing less."

Patrick was young, but he expressed support for Arthur's move, "Yes, that's it, let him go, and kill his followers with both hands."

Arthur is not easy to deal with, one hand is enough.

The five followers who rushed to the front received Arthur's righteous kick.

This hateful and pitiful person flew back at a faster speed than when he came, like fluttering catkins, and slammed into the wall again, paused, and then slowly fell to the ground.

His chest was still rising and falling, and he seemed to be alive, but he was only alive.

The second person didn't have time to react, and he also suffered a big fight from Arthur, flew a few steps off the ground, and fell to the ground, half of his face swelled up immediately, and he kept screaming.

The third and fourth also received kicks and slaps, but because Arthur was not fully charged, they suffered much less.

The fifth follower was much smarter. Seeing this situation, he pretended to be a passerby and slipped from another table.

"Stop beating, lords, please stop beating, we can just keep our daughter with us, please stop beating." The tavern couple begged hard, but inside and outside the words, daughters are unimportant things that can be discarded.

The tavern patrons, as before, had mixed reactions.

Some advocated to give him face and let the drunk nobleman go, some applauded Arthur's actions, and some threatened Arthur, wanting Arthur to receive the punishment he deserved.

Arthur glanced at them coldly, and shouted, "Shut up, all of you."

The customers were concerned about Arthur's strength, so they all stopped talking, and the tavern suddenly became quiet.

Then, he looked at the drunk nobleman: "Are you sober? Do you know that this is King's Landing City and not your little territory?"

The drunken aristocrat's eyes were a little more sober at this time, and after he realized it, his attitude became even more fierce.

"Where do you come from, a little nobleman from the countryside, dare to stop my good deeds, sir? Let go, or I will break your dog's paw."

"Her parents have agreed to let her spend the night with me. What kind of person are you pretending to be here?"

The little girl sobbed softly, and saw that Arthur stood up for her, and said intermittently: "Thank you, thank you...Master."

Arthur ignored the drunk noble's dog and asked the poor little girl, "What's your attitude?"

He came out for this little girl, if she succumbed, then let her go.

"Obviously he was the one who touched me first, why should I apologize? I don't want to spend the night with him, not at all!" The little girl's attitude was very firm.

Arthur nodded, "Okay, I see."

Then he turned to stare at the drunk nobleman, and said word by word: "I've said it all, it's almost done, don't you understand?"

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(End of this chapter)