I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Black hair was not uncommon in the previous life. Some teammates who had teamed up with Elana to perform mercenary missions were from the East. The frequency of encountering them would be very high in certain periods, but it would be difficult to see them again after two months.

Elana had asked them curiously, and according to their own words, they all came here to work part-time during the holidays, doing things similar to summer jobs.

Elana didn't understand but was shocked. He didn't know which country the people came from, but they would take such a dangerous mercenary as a part-time job.

The two-month vacation also made Elana very envious, after all, he rarely had a real vacation as a mercenary.

Seeing the familiar black hair in this world now, Elana felt particularly cordial.

However, unlike the oriental face in his impression, the girl in front of him who wrapped herself tightly in a windbreaker looked more like a hybrid of the West and the East.

The outline still looked like an oriental person, but the overall sense was more three-dimensional.

In this world, to be precise, it was in the Kingdom of Sorens to see such black hair and face. To be honest, it was really rare.

You should know that most of the people in the Kingdom of Solens have Western faces. The ancient countries in the East are very far away from here, and the people in the ancient countries in the East that can be seen are basically slaves.

In other words, the black-haired girl in front of him, who is of mixed Eastern and Western blood, is most likely the product of a kind-hearted master and his slaves having a touching love, and the existence of a passionate love.

Of course, darker reasons are not ruled out, such as the master just playing around and not wanting to take responsibility.

Elena has no interest in delving into her life experience. What really concerns him is that this black-haired girl obviously has something to do with him.

"That... Miss Xiaoyue, I still feel something is wrong. No matter what he looks like, he is still a prisoner. I can't guarantee that he won't do something to a girl like you."

The warden stopped halfway and said with some concern, looking at the girl next to him and then at Elena, who was lying on the bed doing nothing.

Although he himself didn't believe what he said, he kindly reminded her because of his professional ethics.

"I know, dear warden. But don't forget that he is just a suspect. He is being held here for investigation and is far from being called a prisoner. Besides, I believe he is an excellent man and will not do anything excessive to a woman like me."

The girl called Xiaoyue smiled faintly and winked at Elena while speaking, but was ignored by the indifferent half-dragon.

"Yes, strictly speaking, he can't be called a prisoner. But don't forget that this man alone wiped out most of the bandit group. The two people on the wanted list died in a very miserable way, and one of them had his head blown off.

Not long ago, everyone thought that this child was just a weak and powerless teenager, and that if he fought with a cat, he would probably be pushed to the ground by the soft meat ball.

But now he has turned into a brutal suspect who is fighting against the bandit group. He hides so well that it's jaw-dropping.

Based on my many years of experience with prisoners, the better a person hides, the more likely he is a hidden perverted murderer.

You can question my judgment of people, but you can't question my professional terminology over the years. What if Miss Xiaoyue goes in and you let me leave, and in the blink of an eye, I am eaten up by others and can't even spit out the bones? "

The warden said righteously and sternly, and the words were so well-reasoned that most people would subconsciously believe his words after hearing them.

Xiaoyue, who was standing by, was also stunned. She had never expected the other party to say these words.

Elena, who was eavesdropping, had turned his back and was full of black lines on his face. He thought the warden was a good person at first, but now it seems that this is a naked prejudice.

It's not that he is narcissistic. He is recognized as a popular person. Anyone who sees him will suck a piece of meat from his fair and soft face and leave. How come this middle-aged old man has turned him into a murderer with a twisted mentality and special fetishes? !

"Ahem, I will pay attention. But don't forget that I am a member of the Knights organized by that adult. I am not as weak as you think. Mr. Warden, don't worry."

Xiaoyue coughed twice to bring the topic back. It seems that she is not in the mood to argue with the warden. She left a somewhat unkind word and ordered.

"Okay, Miss Xiaoyue, if you say so."

At this point, the warden couldn't say anything. He pursed his lips and took out the key reluctantly.

Arriving at Irina's cellHe opened the special iron fence that even half-dragons could not break, and kept his eyes on Elena's back, fearing that he would make any unusual moves.

In fact, if Elena really wanted to, now would be his best chance to escape from prison.

Although he was arrested, no one except the dead had seen his true strength, and it was completely feasible to rush out faster than the two men imagined.

At least that's what Elena thought.

But Elena still didn't say anything. He knew very well that he had done nothing, and escaping from prison rashly would only make things more complicated.

He didn't want to carry the title of a fugitive on his head, so it was better to stay honestly.

"Thank you."

Xiaoyue walked in after opening the door, and thanked the warden when he passed by.

"You're welcome. This is my duty. I will leave temporarily after this. I will come back to open the door in an hour. Miss Xiaoyue, please hurry up and finish what you want to do."

After saying this, the warden locked the cell again, leaving behind a very serious back figure and walked away.

"As expected of a black-haired man, I don't know what he is thinking at all."

But halfway through the walk, the warden muttered to himself in a subtle voice, and the voice was very light so that no one could hear it.

But Elena's extraordinary senses still heard the warden's words very clearly.

It can be seen that the warden has no ill intentions, but is just complaining about Xiaoyue's forcing others to do things, but the way he expressed it is not very friendly, and he doesn't know that he is dancing in someone else's minefield.

Elena turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiaoyue's body covered by the black robe. Although it was very subtle, he did observe that she was trembling slightly.

Most likely, the fist under the black robe was clenched tightly, and the other party also heard the warden muttering to himself in a low voice.

If Xiaoyue grew up in the Kingdom of Sorens, she would have suffered so much grievance and prejudice during this period, and only she herself would know.

Hearing others say such things, the black-haired girl would probably feel very uncomfortable.