Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Especially those aristocratic children, their eyes almost stick and can't be pulled down.

Compared with the stunning of these aristocratic youths, there are also some ladies and daughters in the field.

They are all directed at Raphael, so they are specially dressed up, and when they enter the game, they have a look of idiot on their faces.

Cavaliers-Flatley has been greeted, and there are his old acquaintances here.

After talking to the city owner for a while, Shen Mubai finally sat down to take a rest.

Only in so many eyes, in order to take into account the image of the saint, she can only temporarily endure the desire to eat.

Finally, when the timing was almost the same, Shen Mubai finally got a sigh of relief.

But before she waited for her noble and cold, elegant eating posture, the nobles came to pick them up one by one.

Shen Mubai was overwhelmed by a group of young people and was at a loss.

In the eyes of the aristocratic youth, the silver-haired girl's holy and noble atmosphere, not to mention the beautiful face of the snow, can not be opened.

Even if there are priests around, it is impossible to stop the enthusiasm of these people.

After all, they are only the name of the saints for a long time, and there are also some dignitaries that cannot be directly offended.

The aristocratic youths have been cultivated one after another, and Shen Mubai starved his stomach, endured forbearance, and his attitude became more and more cold.

The beautiful knight in the hands of the wine glasses, talking and laughing to solve the people who want to come and talk.

Also includes those ladies.

"Lord Rafael, I admire you for a long time, I am the daughter of Earl of Shia, Monica." The girl squinted at the skirt, blinking her eyes, and her cheeks were reddish.

The handsome knight didn't look at her and looked straight ahead. There was no gentleman's demeanor at the beginning.

Monica slammed down and opened her mouth, her face showing a feeling of injury and loss.

The man who pursued her couldn’t help but ridiculed, "Hey, Monica, who you look at, really arrogant, not polite."

Monica ignored him and looked in the direction of the Cavaliers.

The other person walked to the silver-haired girl and smiled at what the nobles said.

The blue-eyed eyes didn't have the slightest temperature.

Monica seemed to be aware of something and was shocked.

The guy next to me muttered, "Speaking, the Holy Virgin of the Holy See is really beautiful."

Monica secretly took courage. "They will dedicate themselves to the Holy See and the God of Light."

A girl can't get married, she can't even give birth to something that she shouldn't have.

She pinched her hand and settled a little.

"You must not adapt to such a place." The handsome knight walked to the girl's side, and the words were spoken in the ear and said, "Don't worry, I will help you solve it."

Shen Mubai can detect that the warmth of the other person is splashing on his skin, and the sensitivity is almost shrunk.

After finishing the sentence, the handsome knight turned his head and smiled at the nobles. "The saints have been tired of the undead and the monsters recently. Anyone who wants to talk can be called the Knights of the Knights, rude. It is."

Of course, the aristocratic youths are still unfinished. After all, the girls are so beautiful, they can borrow other things, and it is good to see more.

Of course, some of them left because of the status of the Holy See.

The rest is that the power is more heavily weighted, and they naturally try to stay for a while.

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