Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

Blacklett looked at the broad-minded lady in front of him and shook his head without hesitation.

Hearing what Blacklett said, the handsome men with elf ears standing around were suddenly embarrassed, but in return they got the red-haired lady to laugh sweetly.

"I like you like this, little guy, you are really becoming more and more greedy. Why do you always manage to move my sister's heart like this?"

The red-haired lady rubbed her legs under her bathrobe, and glanced at Helett who was climbing out of the bath with lustful eyes.

The wet clothes highlighted the curves of Blacklett's body. Blacklett's disheveled appearance with wet hair also made the red-haired lady bite her red lips lightly. She rubbed her legs continuously with a flushed face.

"You have been so cold to your sister since you were a child. Why? Blacklett, you are such a little rascal."

If you ask why, it’s because the words above the Duchess’s head read “A puppy who wants to be educated.”

Blacklett could see the lady's inner attitude towards him. When he first met the lady that year, the words above the Duchess of IE's head were "little interested puppy".

"Because I only want to study potions, women will only hinder me from making potions."

Now, more than ten years have passed, and the Duchess's attitude towards Blacklet has become that of a "puppy who wants to be educated."

The Duchess was a pervert, and Blacklett had known this for a long time, so he would never think of taking any shortcuts and would not give up his efforts.

Naturally, it was impossible for Blacklet to expose the thoughts and twisted ideas of this powerful Duchess to her face.

"Haha, this is really interesting. Hewlett, you always say such interesting things. I'm very happy. If Silas could be as strong as you, then I might not be so lonely."

The Duchess turned her eyes away from Blacklet and glanced at a handsome man with elf ears at her feet.

The elf man who was applying nail polish to the Duchess appeared to be Silas.

Seeing the Duchess looking at him, Silas immediately stretched out his tongue and licked the soles of her feet, causing the Duchess to giggle.

"Well, if there's nothing else, Duchess, I'll go wait in the hall."

Heilite had no interest in continuing to appreciate it.

"Sister, you're not feeling well yet? Little Black Wright, if you don't give me an oil massage today, I'm not going to let you..."

Before the Duchess could finish her words, the bathroom door was pushed open by the housekeeper.

Seeing the housekeeper, the Duchess stopped talking.

She sighed and waved to Blacklet and the handsome men with elf ears beside her.

"Little Black Wright, go change your clothes with Silas and the others. I have work to do today, so I'll come play with you next time."

"Yes, Duchess."

Blacklet breathed a sigh of relief. He followed Silas and the other elf-eared handsome men and walked out quickly, fearing that if he was a step slower he would be put in a dog ring by the Duchess.

The Duchess did not regret it and just watched Blacklett leave with a smile.

After everyone else left and the bathroom door was closed again, a maid jumped in from the window.

"Anges, you are really like a puppy now, following your puppet closely."

The Duchess lying on the massage chair was not surprised by the other party's sudden appearance. Her sarcastic words made the little boy in front of the maid look ugly.

But the little boy holding the horse-head cane still saluted and greeted the other party in a very aristocratic manner.

"It is an honor to meet you again, Duchess Felix of the Ninth Seat of the Hermit Order."

Even though he was a senior member of the Hermit Order, Angus did not know the real name of the Duchess in front of him. The name Felix did not belong to this Duchess.

It is said that the Duchess joined the Hermit Order seven hundred years ago. Everyone calls her "Duchess". The Duchess does not like others to mention her age and real name.

"Anges, I heard that you didn't get the 'false Holy Grail'? You used up the last drop of holy water in your treasured collection, and even used the forbidden magic I gave you, but you still lost to the other party?"

The Duchess's attitude did not soften because of Angus's politeness. Although she liked men very much, Angus was obviously not to her taste.

Angos held the horse-head short staff tightly. He did not refute. After all, what the other party said was indeed true.

However, seeing how tolerant Angus was, the Duchess did not stop her ridicule.

"Isn't this puppet behind you too boring? How about I train her to be a dog?"

"This way, you're a puppy and she's a dog, so you're a better match."

“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, she needs to get on her knees on the ground, right?”

Such vulgar words made the horse-head short stick in Ange's hand make a "creaking" sound.

Chapter 96 Meeting an "Old Friend"

"That's enough Duchess. I'm not here to endure your insults."

If it was just words that belittled himself, Angus could tolerate it, but the Duchess actually said such dirty words to Rebecca.

Even if the other party was the ninth seat of the Hermit Order, who had a higher status than himself, it was something Angesi could not tolerate.

While Angus was getting angry, Rebecca also pulled out a dagger from under her skirt.

"Hahahaha, Angeshi, don't forget, this is my territory."

Seeing that Angus and Rebecca were baring their fangs at her, the Duchess raised her hand with a sneer.

At this moment, the Duchess' originally pink and white palms turned into chicken claws emitting a foul black smell, and magic spells emerged from her fingertips.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on Anges and Rebecca's bodies. Realizing that something was wrong, Anges and Rebecca tried to leave, but they fell to the ground after taking a few steps.

The magic power was instantly drained from their bodies, and even their hair and skin aged rapidly. After a few seconds, they were motionless.

"You are just a fourteenth seat. You should be careful in front of this Duchess."

"You have to understand that the Chief asked you to come here for my plan. You should know your position. Now you just need to be a silent vase."

"Remember, I am the master here, and I can kill you at any time."

The Duchess's palm returned to its original shape, and the bodies of Angus and Rebecca lying on the ground returned to their original appearance.

Angus slowly got up from the ground. He checked Rebecca and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong with her.

Looking at the Duchess in front of him again, Anges chose to lower his head.

"Yes, Duchess."

Seeing that Angesi finally recognized the current situation, the Duchess waved her hand in disgust.

"The housekeeper will take you to the arranged accommodation. Do you have any questions?"

The housekeeper opened the bathroom door and stood at the entrance.

"Thank you, Duchess."

Angus bowed his head and saluted the Duchess, then walked out the door with Rebecca.

Only after the bathroom door behind him closed did Ange raise his head.

He tightly grasped the horse-head short stick in his hand and glanced back at the bathroom behind him with a gloomy look.

Angus would never allow anyone to insult Rebecca, even the Ninth Seat, who was of higher status than him.

But he was also very clear that after the failure of the "Pseudo Holy Grail", his position in the Hermit Order was shaky.

The best example of this is that he was sent to assist the Duchess this time.

Now I can only endure it.

With a sigh in his heart, Angeshi followed the housekeeper with a depressed heart to the residence arranged for him by the Duchess.

"Lord Angus, there is a contact."

Rebecca, who was following behind Angus, bent down and handed over her cell phone.

"Who?"

Angus is in a bad mood now.

"It's Mattia."

Rebecca's report made Angus feel even worse.

"Didn't those three idiots go to the dinner party? Ignore him and get him out of here."

Angus no longer cared about being a gentleman.

“But he sent this photo.”

Rebecca handed the phone to Angos, and when Angos saw the photo sent by Mattia, his eyes widened.

Because he saw the culprit who caused his current status to plummet.

Blacklet?

"What do we need to do, Lord Angus?"

Rebecca leaned close to Angus' ear and whispered softly.

"How? Kill, of course... No, wait."

Of course, Angos' first reaction was a surge in his blood pressure, but the image of the Duchess insulting him just now had not yet faded from his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Angeshi calmed his mind.

Thinking back to the rainy night when he fought with Blacklet, and looking at his current body as a little boy, Angos made a decision.

"Never mind, let's not worry about anything. This guy may not be the guy we know."

"Let those three idiots stay hidden. They just need to observe from the dark. Don't worry about anything else. Do you understand?"

"We are just helpers. We cannot interfere with the Duchess's plan with such uncertain intelligence. The Duchess will not listen to our reminders anyway. Why bother? Everything is under the control of the Ninth Duchess."

Looking at Angeshi, who was depressed just now but now smiling brightly.

Although Rebecca didn't know what Angus was thinking, she would obey as long as it was Lord Angus's words.

"Yes, Lord Angus."

Rebecca quickly entered Angos's order into the message and clicked send.

"Well, then let's just be a silent vase."

Angesi waved the horse-head short staff in his hand, and his steps became much lighter.

"Yes, Lord Angus."

Rebecca also agreed with a smile.