That's a fart difference!

Mordred was angry again, his right hand holding the hilt trembled slightly.

Killing intent filled the air, she wished she could kill this woman with a single sword, but the last trace of rationality warned herself not to make it difficult for Rosen, if there was a fight, that guy would be involved too!

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Mordred stomped heavily and even the whole building trembled. She didn't even want to say hello, and she tore down the gate with too much force, just like that among hundreds of heavily armed guards. Leave while watching.

From getting angry to leaving, the whole process only took a few seconds, and it was only at this time that Rosen came back to his senses.

Did this brat eat explosives today?

Although he understood Mordred's anger, Nero's aftermath work was not over yet, so he had to comfort her later.

Nero also reacted and touched his cheek, "Is Yu saying the wrong thing?"

Rosen was silent, and looked at the tyrant with an idiot's eyes.

No, you have such a big heart, when did you become King Arthur...

PS: BX pool is poisonous!Pumping men after the shipwreck, and being a virtuoso, this is all four treasures, how much you love me! ?I was wrong, if I knew I would give you more roles, let the rest of your round gay knights come!

PS2: Zhang pushes "My Brother's Town Guard Mansion", a colleague of the ship's wife, by the way... there are many standing paintings of ships that can be used in this book, such as Richelieu, Prince Eugen and so on ....It's all people's names anyway!

Chapter 98 just by you garbage

Mordred came out of the building angrily, so that the guards didn't dare to ask, for fear that this hero would draw his sword and kill someone.

The coercion of the heroic spirit was unreservedly released, as if a storm of fear had been set off, and the crowded street automatically gave way to a passage.

idiot!Fool!goat!traitor!

The bear child was so angry that she turned into a bun face, and even she herself didn't know why she was so angry.

Logically speaking, what Rosen really did with that idiot emperor is none of his business, but being unhappy is just being unhappy!

There was no spiritual connection between the two, and Mordred could only imagine what Rosen was doing now, and some of the games he played in the past surfaced, all of which were obscene scenes.

The white buns immediately turned into red buns. The bear boy wanted to go back and have a look, but felt that it would be embarrassing to do so, so he went further and further away in the entanglement. When he came to his senses, there was no one around.

With the silver moon shining, Rome, which had been carnival for a day, fell into silence. Most people have already gone home to rest. The "Nero Festival" is getting closer, and the citizens have to nourish their livers to welcome them.

It seemed that there was no one around him. Mordred, who still thought the city was interesting in the afternoon, was bored. He looked up and saw a bar.

Hmph, isn't that guy strictly forbidden to drink alcohol?This time I want to!

The bear child frowned, as if this could take revenge on Rosen, he walked quickly to the bar.

The bar was built underground, with a small area. The few dozen customers were ordinary people who had a drink after get off work. Mordred pushed open the door, and the bell rang.

"Welcome... Sorry, we don't accept minors." The boss behind the bar couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only judge from his figure that he was a kid.

"Who is a minor?" Even ordinary humans dared to look down on him, Mordred was in a bad mood, and he took a step forward to show his face.

"Your Majesty? No, is it a special actor?" The boss was taken aback for a moment, and then he knew people with his chest.

Before he could recover, five hundred lire was thrown on the table.

"A glass of whiskey!"

The girl in the red leather jacket is heroic and her tone is unquestionable.

Perhaps the bar owner, who hadn't accepted minors just now, put away the money because he was blinded by the money, with a strange smile on his face, and quickly brought the wine glass.

"A glass of whiskey, please."

Mordred was not a suckling brat, he poured the spirits into his mouth with his head raised, the spicy liquid flowed down, and his previously irritable heart improved a lot.

Rosen didn't allow her to drink, so she came to the bar as a matter of course this time. The vague sense of rebellion made Mordred feel quite comfortable.

After drinking it all in one gulp, when Mordred raised his head to ask for a second cup, someone sat down beside him and snapped his fingers.

"Boss, give this young lady a cup of 'Blood Red', and I will be responsible for it."

"Okay~"

The bar owner quickly brought a glass of wine, which was as red as blood.

Mordred glanced at the man who had nothing to do and was courteous. He was dressed in a white suit and his skin was slightly darker. He seemed to be from the Middle East, and he didn't even have magic power fluctuations.

Hmph, another self-righteous stupid human being, there must be something added to the wine.

No matter how low her EQ was, she understood what the other party wanted to do. Suddenly realizing that she was being treated like a woman again, Mordred was a little annoyed.

"Hey, put away your little thoughts, or you will end up miserable."

"I just want to chat with you, miss, drinking alone can be boring." The man showed a bright smile.

"No, go away."

"Miss, don't refuse."

"Try another lady?!" Mordred glared at her, releasing the oppressive might of the heroic spirit.

Ordinary people can't bear this kind of shock. The man jumped up as if being stabbed by a needle, and fled for several meters. When he came back to his senses, his crotch was already slightly wet.

He just sat slumped on the ground, the fear on his face was real.

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