Hurry up and let go of me. I don't want to know who you are at all. If you continue like this, I'm going to scream! " The clear voice of the girl wearing a white veil was filled with shock and anger, but in the tavern's environment, it appeared somewhat beautiful.
"The beautiful chick wants to scream? Then let's take a look at what the chick who wants to scream looks like. "The red-haired boy let out a strange laugh as he reached out with his thick arm and pulled off the girl's veil.
As the veil fell, an exquisite and beautiful face appeared in his line of sight. The girl wasn't fair, but her wheat-colored skin made her petite figure appear full of vitality. Due to her anger, the girl clenched her silver teeth and glared with her almond-shaped eyes. However, not only was her appearance not frightening, it even made her look somewhat cute.
Connor shook his head and planned to leave. Clearly, the scene in front of him was similar to a rich and powerful tyrant taking liberties with a beautiful and pure girl. Although he now had the ability to be a hero, he didn't have the slightest desire to be one, unlike someone who stirred up trouble for no reason. Wasn't there a saying? Good people don't live long, but scourges live for a thousand years. Although he didn't want to be a bad guy, Connor also wanted to live a little longer. To do this, the first thing he had to do was not to be a busybody!
When his hand touched the door handle of the tavern, the expression on Connor's face suddenly became a little strange. The pure and beautiful face of the girl gradually overlapped with a familiar face in his memory.
Touching his nose, Connor awkwardly realized that he might be slapping himself in the face.
Casually patting the shoulder of the heavily made-up girl who was covering her mouth and watching the joke, Connor asked in a low voice, "Hey! Who's that red-haired boy over there? "
After sizing up Connor's muscular figure and expensive clothes, the girl immediately revealed a flattering smile and said in a fawning voice, "That's Mr. Khedira, the brother of the current warden of Loen City's First Prison!"
Although Connor was disgusted by the cheap perfume on the girl's body, he was very satisfied with her answer. He tossed out another five pence as a reward.
Amidst the girl's surprised cry and blatant flirtatious eyes, Connor straightened the collar of his windbreaker and lowered his top hat to the lowest. He then picked up a glass of beer and walked towards the red-haired boy who was laughing weirdly.
"Help me! Help me!" The girl realized that she was in big trouble when her veil was pulled off. She started to shout for help as she looked at everyone around her with tears in her eyes, hoping that they could help her.
But regrettably, in a place like Father Morgan's tavern that was filled with gangs, prostitutes, and wanted criminals, who would be so righteous as to offend the warden's brother, the red-haired brat Khedira for her?
Everyone around looked at the girl as if they were watching a show. Some perverts even had wretched smiles on their faces as they slowly reached for their crotch with their calloused hands.
"Go ahead and scream. It's useless even if you scream yourself hoarse here!" Seeing that the "cute little lamb" in his hand was really screaming for help, the red-haired Khedira didn't get angry at all. Instead, a perverted look of excitement appeared on his face. His thick arm reached for the girl's chest as if he was going to do her right there and then in public.
However, when Khedira's arm was only an inch away from the girl's chest, it couldn't go any further.
The arrogant smile on Khedira's face froze. He looked at the tall youth who was holding his arm and covering his face in a daze. He didn't expect that there would be someone who would stand up for the little girl in front of him!
Without giving Khedira any time to react, Connor directly smashed the glass at Khedira's face.
Connor had started practicing the optimized breathing technique. Although he hadn't made any great progress as a knight yet, his physical fitness had already broken through the barrier of two points. How terrifying was his all-out attack?
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out. Khedira, who had used his face to block the glass, immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth.
Connor didn't show any mercy to Khedira who had been knocked down by his glass. Wearing leather boots, he didn't have any intention of stopping. He jumped up and stomped on Khedira.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
After a few stomps, Connor saw that Khedira was badly mutilated under his feet like a pile of mud. No matter how hard he stepped on him, he couldn't make any sound. Connor finally stopped. He calmly tidied his windbreaker and turned to the frightened girl. "Varga, are you alright?"
Connor didn't think of himself as a good person, nor was he a pervert who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful girl. The reason why he saved the girl from the jaws of a tiger naturally wasn't because he wanted to be in the limelight and be a hero.
It was because this girl named "Varga" in front of him was his classmate at Greene University. Varga and the original Connor Ferguson got along quite well.
The original Connor Ferguson was a diligent knight who practiced hard every day. Under such high-intensity training, it was very easy to injure oneself. Therefore, the kind and cute little angel of Greene University's medical department, Miss Varga, became Connor Ferguson's best doctor.
Connor believed that since he had accepted Connor Ferguson's identity, he would naturally accept his karma and grudges. Saving Varga within the limits of his ability was completely in line with Connor's values.
Seemingly frightened by Connor's violence, Varga's delicate little face only nodded blankly.
Looking at Varga's expression, Connor frowned slightly. But at this moment, Varga screamed in horror. "Behind you!"
Connor's heart tightened when he heard the scream. He subconsciously turned his body to the side. However, the moment Connor turned his body, a dagger flashing with cold light viciously stabbed at the place where he had just stood.
At some point, the red-haired Khedira, who had been trampled like a pile of rotten meat, silently stood up. His face flickered with madness as he launched a sneak attack on Connor.
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