I, god's favorite cub

Even once is fine.

That foul smile has become clearer and deeper in Tanya's dreams during the past ten years.

This even made Tanya interested in painting. Tanya's manor and Tanya's bedroom were almost covered with her brother's personal belongings and the portrait of Noah painted by Tanya herself.

Occasionally, Serebyakov would brazenly ask Tanya for a few portraits of Noah.

Well, nothing else, just to satisfy my hunger.

Serebyakov, who was hailed as the most beautiful adjutant by Tanya, is still unmarried and single.

According to her, she already has a husband, but no one has ever seen her.

When you come to the outer city, there are no exquisite shops or gorgeous businesses, only dirty streets, dilapidated houses, and gloomy and obscure crowds.

This is a paradise for thieves and robbers, and a nightmare for poor people.

No one dared to attack Tanya's car anymore, just because of the bloody suppression and lessons.

Let the people in the outer city know that Marquis Tanya deserves to be a noble title obtained by relying on military exploits, and the breath of iron and blood seems to have never been wiped out.

Moreover, Tan Ya's car was followed by a few armed chariots that didn't look like anything on the outside, this was also Tan Ya's confidence in traveling quickly.

Tanya opened the car window, looked at the dilapidated houses beside her with a blank expression, and deliberately let the car drive a little slower, just to see if a miracle would happen.

This time, with the experience of the previous few times, Tanya no longer sent people to search for it, but just asked her subordinates to drive the car, making a false appearance as if she was out on a trip.

Tanya also knew how much this poor group of people hated people in the inner city.

This has to be said to be quite ironic. Although the people in the outer city hate the people in the inner city, as long as they have the opportunity to enter the inner city, the people in the outer city will not hesitate or even go crazy.

elder brother……

Tan Ya drooped her eyelids, carefully inspecting each house, carefully looking through the windows of each house.

Some have withered skin, some are skinny, some are full of malice, some are afraid to hide, some are deliberately staring at the convoy, and some are full of curiosity and so on.

There was no one Tanya wanted to see.

but……

Tanya frowned in a rare way.

There is a small area that seems to have a wealth that does not belong to the outer city...

There was something meaningful in the eyes under Tanya's drooping eyelids.

"go back."

Tanya closed her eyes and ordered her subordinates to drive back.

She wasn't going to startle the snake, nor was she going to search for it with such a big fanfare.

It's good to have something wrong, and nothing wrong means nothing changes.

This is not good, very bad...

Because if it remains the same, it means that Tan Ya's fast travel will be fruitless like the previous few times.

Back at the manor, Tanya drank from an empty coffee cup.

In the past ten years, Tanya has never drank even a single drop of real coffee, and she couldn't bear to drink coffee other than her brother's.

It's been ten years, and she almost forgot what her brother's coffee tastes like.

The sky gradually darkened.

Tanya once again put on her magister equipment and used the latest camouflage invisibility device developed by the Empire.

After soaring into the sky, the darkness became Tanya's best hiding place.

Passing through the inner city, I arrived at the place that I felt faintly wrong during the day.

really……

Tanya raised her eyelids to see that the place was even lit with lights.

The outer city can't afford this kind of consumption...

Tanya landed directly, a special hut, and even a female magister stationed here.

Tanya immediately wiped the female magister's neck, which was too rebellious.

With a "squeak—" the wooden door opened.

For a moment, Tanya was stunned because she saw someone.

The heart is trembling, the lips are trembling, the eyes are shaking, the legs and feet are a little awkward, the hands are shaking, and the back is sweating.

"elder brother……"

The man turned his head to look at her unexpectedly, and then showed the smile that Tanya remembered countless times in her dreams.

"Ah, Tanya, long time no see..."

"...Well, long time no see, my brother..."

Tanya seems to have returned to the past, and returned to the orphanage.

She just sighed once again, showing a brilliant smile for the first time.

"It's still a foul as always, this smile..."

Chapter 340 Sophie and Agatha

[Punishment Dungeon - Playing Mode: Good and Evil Law School]

【Mission Introduction: A long time ago...

This sentence is the opening line of all fairy tales, but where does it come from?Who did it come from?

no one knows.

However, there seems to be one academy that can tell you the answer. 】

Gavalden, a barren town.

The people here are kind of indescribably bad, they don't welcome foreigners, don't like outsiders, even

!!

,; the residents of the soil must be divided into high and low.

?

For example, Sophie and Agatha.

These are two ordinary girls from the small town of Gavalden.

Well, at least, from Noah's point of view.

However, Sophie has an "unrealistic" girlish dream. She fantasizes that one day she will be like Cinderella, be favored by the prince, and become a veritable princess.

Well, So Sophie likes gorgeous and beautiful skirts very much, and dresses herself up beautifully every day, which is so out of tune with this barren town.

And Sophie also felt that her conditions were very similar to Cinderella's, they were both so charming and charming, and both had a stepmother who treated her badly.

Of course, Sophie's father is not dead.

And another girl who is out of place is Agatha, she is a "witch", or in other words, the child of a third-rate witch. Even Agatha herself has some doubts about her mother's witch status.

Because the so-called witch medicine made by Agatha's mother has always had the effect of comforting the soul.

Agatha has all the temperament of a witch, cold, reticent, and likes to wear black clothes.

So people in the small town "kindly" call her a witch.

Both girls hated this barren town very much, or in other words, hated the bad people in this town.

They showed an unwelcoming attitude towards the two girls.

Call Sophie a freak and Agatha a witch.

Sophie likes imaginative fairy tales, and Agatha likes to help her old mother pragmatically.

Two people are best friends.

As in the past, the two were shopping, and Sophie could only dodge left and right because of the crowded street, because she cherished the skirt she had worked hard for.

But Agatha didn't have such worries, she just wore a black coat, worn lining, and low-quality leather boots.

It's too late for others to avoid it.

The pointing and hustle and bustle around did not disturb Sophie's enthusiasm, and she was going to take Agatha to a newly opened snack bar.

There are good drinks and a variety of snacks.

"What do you think, Agatha?"

When they came to the snack bar, Sophie turned around with her skirt, her beautiful and delicate face was full of joy, her beautiful blond hair danced with the turn, her slender but uneven figure was in the tight upper body of the skirt Show off perfectly.

It's just that the wide skirt on the lower body is the culprit for Sophie's avoidance of the crowd.

Agatha glanced at the stinky girl, she naturally knew that Sophie was not talking about the snack bar, but her skirt.

"It's beautiful, Sophie, I mean, you don't have to wear this dress to look good."

Agatha praised sincerely, because Sophie is indeed a delicate flower in this small town.

Of course, Agatha needn't belittle herself. Although her fluffy curly hair is messy, her stern and beautiful face has made many boys worry about her.

This is also the reason why their classmates boys like to bully them.

"Oh, come on, Agatha, I don't wear skirts? Tomorrow's Gavaldon will spread the rumor that I'm a slut."

Sophie knows the virtues of people in the small town very well. I can't wear a skirt?

"You know, that's not what I meant."

The corners of Agatha's mouth twitched as she listened to her good sister's nasty jokes. This naive "princess" would occasionally do a bad job.

"Of course, I know you..."

"Hey! Look over there!"

"what? What?"

"A stranger?"

"Oh, he looks really good-looking!"

"He must be the prince of a kingdom!"

The crowd began to surge, and people in the small town began to flow. Under Sophie and Agatha's blank gaze, one after another spectators passed in front of their eyes.

"Did you hear anything, Agatha? A prince? A prince has come to this town?"

Sophie's eyes seemed to light up.

If you say this, I will be excited!

prince! ?

I'm waiting for the prince!

Sophie hurriedly dragged her good sisters to join in the fun, and didn't care how elegant her skirt was. At this moment, Sophie showed her unique characteristic of a peasant girl who performed miracles vigorously.

Get out of the way for my wife! ! !

"Hey! Don't squeeze!"

"Oh! My God! My waist!"

"Help! My ribs seem to be broken!"

Agatha stared at the dead fish, only thinking that her good sister was avenging her own private revenge.

Are you so violent to join in the fun?

Agatha saw with her own eyes that Sophie pushed away two or three grown men with one swing of her arm, and broke a strong man's ribs with one kick.

outrageous...

What kind of naive "princess" are you? Witches are much gentler than you.