Chapter 143

"This guy... doesn't seem very smart."

Field was ashamed.

"Untie the rope quickly, it's making me uncomfortable." Seeing Field leaning down to untie the rope, she immediately blushed and warned loudly, "Don't look, turn your head away."

"Are you sure?"

Field laughed for a while. How could he untie the rope if he couldn't see? Isn't this a free benefit?

"Of course."

"Okay, okay." Field immediately closed his eyes, tilted his head, and reached his hand up.

The next second, it was like stretching his palm out of the window of a speeding car, and the warm resistance was immediately transmitted to the palm of his hand.

"Hey! Where are you touching, idiot? The rope is a little lower." The girl trembled all over, feeling her body getting hot, and her little heart was pounding, "Please be careful and don't do anything bad."

Field went down from the place he just touched, but he didn't touch the rope. His fingertips passed over his abdomen and were about to reach his belly button.

"You, you did it on purpose! Turn your head quickly." The girl was crying, "I allow you to turn your head and look."

"That's right, it's a simple thing, don't move."

Is this: the bar is warm as spring, and the subway is full of dangers.

Field has always been unable to understand this inexplicable thing, pulling the rope hard to let the dagger pick it open.

As the rope fell to the ground, the girl jumped up quickly and tried to escape, but she fell flat on the ground after just two steps.

"My feet...my feet are numb."

Field's mouth corners rose wildly, he was very sure that he had picked up a fool.

"Why are you running? There is still a war outside."

Playing with the dagger, Field approached with a funny face.

"Don't, don't come over." As Field's shadow approached, the girl was shocked and trembling all over.

"Am I scary?" Field touched his nose sadly and asked Rosaria.

"Not scary, a little cute." Rosaria chuckled.

"Forget about cute, this word doesn't suit me. It would be convenient if I had a mirror."

She looked down at herself. She was wearing a black robe and ferocious heavy armor. Her body was splattered with blood. There were human tissues stuck in the gaps of the armor. From time to time, blood dripped onto the ground, smelling fishy. Behind her was a magic sword emitting an evil aura.

"Uh, it seems, a little, probably, not like a good person."

"Take it." The girl suddenly jumped up and punched.

Field's alarm bells rang. It was extremely scary to be attacked head-on by the Chosen One. She immediately surged with fighting spirit and defended with all her strength.

"Tie!"

Hearing the dull sound of limbs hitting steel, the girl covered her fist and squeezed out tears: "It hurts, it hurts!"

"So weak." Field leaned back slightly and exposed her background mercilessly.

This was the weakest Chosen One he had ever seen, no one else.

"Don't say that!"

The girl was furious and immediately raised her legs high, kicking, but Field grabbed her ankles lightly, showing her big white legs, dazzling the white light, and seeing the smooth lines, silky and smooth.

"This... the gangster's exciting punch?"

Field was originally very serious, but after being disturbed by her, he felt hot all over.

"She is not a combat-type chosen one, and she is weakened by control skills. In her prime, she can barely deal with a first-level fighting knight. As for now, a homeless person can deal with her." Rosaria answered in time, "The chosen ones are also divided into categories, such as combat, life, assistance, scientific research or other strange categories, and then divided into subcategories and professions, there are more categories."

"I see."

"Her weakness saved her. If she was really a threat to you, I would have torn her alive the moment she attacked just now." Rosaria's words were cold and obviously not joking.

Field came to his senses and subdued her casually. After the girl calmed down completely, he said solemnly: "Okay, I don't want to play games with you. If you dare to move again, I will not be polite. What's your name?"

Seeing that the escape failed, the girl hesitated for a long time and stammered: "My name is Xia Luowei, from the Purple Gold Empire."

"The Purple Gold Empire has perished, are you a refugee?"

Looking at her hair color, Field guessed that she came from a country near the inland sea, but he didn't guess it was the Purple Gold Empire.

"You are also a survivor of the Purple Gold Empire, but you don't feel like it." Xia Luowei observed carefully for a long time and shook her head regretfully, "Except for hair and eye color, nothing else is like it."

With a slight smile, Field was too lazy to talk nonsense: "My name is Field, and I am from the Griffin Empire. Don't go off topic, please make a contract with me, this is also the purpose of my saving you."

Hearing the word contract, Xia Luowei seemed to have eaten a Snickers bar, and instantly became energetic. She was no longer afraid of Field, and turned to see through everything.With a wise look, she raised her eyebrows, showing her little tiger teeth and smiled.

"Hehe, I know that you greedy and reckless men are full of God's Chosen Ones." Charlotte asked arrogantly, counting on her fingers, "It's not impossible for you to make a contract with me. What is your title? How big is your fiefdom? How many troops do you have?"

"Huh?"

Why does Field have a sense of déjà vu asking for a house, a car, and a gift? Field frowned.

"I come from the Ross family, and now I am a baron. My fiefdom is in the Night Territory. As for the army, there are about 200 people."

After listening carefully, Charlotte shook her head: "Sorry, your title does not meet my minimum requirements, but you are a good person, and I am very grateful to you."

"???"

After speaking, Charlotte casually shook her hand, said "goodbye" and was about to go out.

Field was confused. Coming to a different world, can he get a good person card after so much effort?

That must be impossible!

"Bang!"

The Gluttony Sword smashed straight in front of Charlotte, and the flying chains directly blocked the exit. The bandages that bound the sword fell, revealing the ferocious demon pupils of the Gluttony Sword.

"You...you are violating the spirit of chivalry!" Charlotte immediately smelled a very strong smell of blood, and her hair stood up, trembling all over, staggering back two steps, and protested with courage, "I believe you are a gentleman, please...please let me leave."

Field took a pure iron lance and patiently roasted it on the stove in the center of the tent.

Because he snatched the order of the Chosen One, the Night Curtain Leader had more than ten casualties, not to hear her useless "thank you".

If he didn't snatch her, Charlotte would be sent to the Shadow World Sect, and 99% of her would die. It can be said that he saved her life, but Field was a man who was too lazy to be hypocritical, and he saved her completely out of consideration for his own interests.

"I'm sorry, I'm neither a chivalrous spirit nor a gentleman." Field stood up, holding a fiery lance, and moved closer to Charlotte's beautiful face. He stared into her tearful eyes and said coldly, "Either you are 'tortured' to death by this thing, or I will break the contract and I will never let you go. I will be very unhappy if I do that. Do you understand?"