A man and a woman, a dog, and a flower in the dog bag, walked towards the guards with a rough forehead. There were only three abrupt people on the quiet street, whether they were half giants or Templar officials, all looked at them with curiosity.

"Sure!" said half giant in a dim manner: "What are you Si Gan Sen?"

"Idiot, go and ask which slave they are?" The high-level tung samurai lifted his hood and revealed a half-bald hazel hair. His eyes were greedy and dull, his cheeks were bloated and dark, and his lips were thin and thick at the top and bottom were tightly tense. Even between more than ten meters, Shadili could clearly feel that the other person's eyes were constantly looking at him. The female mage quickly judged that he was a lustful and lustful person, and such a person would become a victim of her charm.

So before half of the giant asked, Shatili smiled temptingly and followed the conversation: "I belong to the tool merchant Malute." Her voice was gentle and sweet, much more beautiful than when she spoke to Zhao Mai.

When the official's eyes were placed on her without any concealment, Shatili changed her expression again. She shyly looked away, like a curious and timid girl, with half of her pride in her heart because of her previous attention, while the other half was mixed with expectations and tension about what would happen next. I don't know if it was magic or spiritual power, or simply Shatili's innate ability: a blush slowly climbed onto her cheeks, making her originally ivory white smooth skin look more delicate.

Who is Malute? No one knows who Malute is. Only those who gave Shatili this method of bluffing know? Because most people will pay attention to Shatili's beauty and forget these details, she avoided many inspections with this name. There are many lustful officials like this in the Templar, who either use power, money, or force to do whatever they want to the slaves. Only the master of the slave is qualified (but not necessarily capable) to care about them, and the slave's rejection is worthless. Shatili's beauty will make the Templar no longer care about the identity and power of the master, and just want to happen. The female mage can take the opportunity to lead the officials and guards to secluded places, whether they escape or deal with it, which can reduce the difficulty.

"Malute? What did he ask you to come out and do?" The Templar's gaze moved back on Zhao Mai, as if he didn't want to stay for a long time, just like there was something dirty about a man. "Why are you still carrying a man and a dog? Do you still like this taste? What an interesting woman."

"Uh..." Shatili didn't know how to deal with the next half sentence, so she could only answer the first half: "The owner's daughter's pet was lost by this slave. I'm here to supervise him..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted. "Malute must be a loyal minister and would definitely be willing to lend his slave to the king, so I will take it away." His evil eyes were no longer covered, and he also hoped that Shatili would not cover her body, so he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it.

The two and a half giants also laughed, surrounded them from left to right. Zhao Mai quietly slid to the side, staring at the Templar's exposed neck, and the tile dagger slid into the palm of his hand.

"Please, handsome guy, my job is almost late!" The female mage fell to the ground, and more parts of her body were exposed from under her relatively narrow clothes. She tugged her skirt in a panic, but more shoulders and curves were exposed. This was to cover her other hand: she pressed the one to the ground, followed the guardian's casting method, and began to gather the surrounding natural energy, ready to cast spells at any time. She hoped that the exposed spring scenery could cover the light of the spell spells for a while.

The energy quickly gathered towards her arm. It was very easy to do this in the city where the Witch King lived. But she had already cast several spells today, and it was getting harder to control the energy and absorb it without harming the surrounding environment. The power of blasphemy magic gradually approached, and she had already felt that the magic was out of control. Damn, two shrubs were already "sucked" by her today, which was enough for the teacher to scold her. If the power of blasphemy surged up and left Atas's hatred in her body, the teacher would not be able to finish it with a scolding. He would really "clean up the portal" and kill the blasphemy!

"Please, don't... don't be here." Shatili made her final effort. "I will serve well. I don't want others to watch it. Go... to the side, okay, we are the two of us."

"Ha, I like people watching, and I like watching too." The Templar smiled, "Just here!"

Zhao Mai really felt unlucky. How could he encounter such a pervert? He quickly investigated the situation around him to see if there were any other secret whistles, and was waiting for Shatili to take action and prepare to act together. He evaluated the combat power of the lustful Templar, and six seconds should be enough to complete the kill.

Just when the half-giant's big hand lifted her up, she had already completed the preparation of the spell. It was very dangerous to cast spells secretly in front of the Templar, because he might discover the spell casting action at any time and interrupt the process. So, her spell was in her puffed red lips, on the tip of her slightly wrinkled nose, in every subtle expression action of her.

A trance of feeling appeared in the mind of the Templar. His heartbeat was two beats faster, and then he couldn't help but fall into Shatili's charm.

Zhao Mai's mouth raised slightly, and he knew that the official had been caught. After a moment of hesitation, the half-bad official's eyes were only endless love - perhaps a part of his thoughts left - but there was only less important vigilance. Now this Templar only wants to help her, and even if there is a risk, it seems that only this is right. Of course, spells also have limits, and it is absolutely impossible to let the Templar hurt himself.

"Please, respectful handsome guy." Shatili pretended to be a little girl who was easily injured and stretched out her arms for help: "At least, let my master know where I am, and know that I am serving the Templar, not being lazy. Then I will follow you and do everything you have let me do."

Well, this expression and these words had a great influence on Zhao Mai, and he wanted to agree immediately, let alone the high-level Templar Warrior who had been attracted by the charming spell. He pulled his neck hard, and the momentary excitement made it wet. It seemed that only by ventilating quickly could the infinite heat in his body. He had already put down his guard and even stuck out his tongue, and breathed a few breaths, completely forgot the image and majesty of the Templar Warrior.

"Okay, it's okay to inform Malute, but why bother with it? Malute is a loyal minister, right? He won't object to the king's orders." Perhaps the effect of charm has gone a little, and the Templar began to become more and more anxious, just thinking about completing the order quickly and then moving towards an urgent direction. "So, just say it to him at the right time, isn't the rest of the time ours? And, you can also let the guy holding the dog tell me."

"He is just a fool and can't say anything at all." Shatily performed on the spot: "He will mess up the matter. When my master sees me not going back, he will whip my sister. Oh, my poor little sister is about to cry again... Please help me!"

Zhao Mai covered his forehead with his hands. The development of the things in front of him was obviously beyond his expectations, and it seemed to be getting worse and worse. His imagination seemed to have installed the "Long March 5" launch vehicle, running faster and farther and farther in the deep and dark universe. Is there something wrong with Shatili's magic? How to practice his own psychic abilities are ready to move, and it seems that it is beginning to be out of control. There are already spiritual tentacles that stretch out from their bodies and begin to gather energy.

"Okay, okay!" The Templar was finally convinced, and he shouted angrily at the half-giant and said, "Let her down, you idiot, you can't hurt it!"

As soon as Shatili landed, she squeezed a tear from the corner of her eyes and hurriedly thanked him. "You are such a good person!"

He is about to become a dead person, just be called a good person... Zhao Mai thought to himself.

"Anyway, my duty is to confiscate all the slaves passing through this place, and a merchant who does not hand over to the slaves should also go and take a look." The Templar found a good reason for himself, "Lead the way, girl, hope that the guy named Malute is not far from here."

The half-giant looked at each other and was about to follow. As if suddenly being frightened, Shatili jumped to the Templar and grabbed the corner of his sleeve. "Are they coming too? It's so terrible..."

"Yes, what you said makes sense." The Templar said to his men with a kind smile on his face: "You continue to guard the gate, and all the slaves are detained. Do you understand?"

"Sir, are you going alone?" Chen Giant felt that this order was somewhat inconsistent with the previous order to "protect me", so he asked with concern.

"I'm afraid of too many people, and I can't do it..." Shatili continued to play her role. In Zhao Mai's view, these temptations and various "deep meanings" sentences are enough to eat the Templars tightly.

"Yes, you two are here, I'll come." The Templar untied a necklace from his belt, touched the sides of the gate with the hanging on it, and at the same time made a counterclockwise rotation. Zhao Mai and Shatili could clearly feel that magic disappeared from near the gate, but they couldn't see what magic it was.

The Templar put away the adornment and said, "I can only open this door."

"Fart! Where do you want to go? Shut up and stand guard here!" This sentence was not what the lustful Templar warrior said, but an acquaintance Zhao Mai once met: the high-level Templar Duogian who picked him out and threw him on the construction site.
Chapter completed!