Sashala's figure is definitely a devil's figure, especially when she takes off her clothes and puts on black sexy underwear, even the women in the store can't help but be attracted to it.
Looking at Sashala¡¯s plump and attractive body supported by black stockings, Oz felt his heartbeat speed up even though he often had close contact with Sashala.
Mona looked at Sashala, then looked back at Oz's expression, with an evil smile on her lips: "Very good, it seems that this one is very suitable for the Demon King's taste."
If Sashara is wearing this and drilled into the quilt of the Demon King, then the Demon King may not help but cross the line. Since then, the Demon King will go further on the evil road! An evil plan emerges in Mona's mind.
Everything is for the Demon King to embark on the path of the Demon King and become a qualified Demon King!
"What kind of devil is a devil who doesn't fuck his mother or sister?" Mona said, this is the devil's aesthetics.
While Oz and Sashala were shopping for clothes, the servant of the noble boy who had been injured by Sashala came to the clothing store with a small team of guards.
Having seen Shashala take action before, the two servants already knew that they were no match for Shashala. Therefore, after sending the noble young master to treatment, the two men immediately ran to the police station to find the guards.
"Captain Endia, this is the guy who injured Master Hills." The servant pointed at Oz, who was preparing to pay at the counter.
A small team of twelve guards quickly surrounded Oz and Shashala.
Seeing the guards breaking into the store, the manager of the clothing store. A middle-aged man ran over quickly: "Isn't this Captain Endia? You are" The middle-aged man had a flattering smile on his face, and his eyes glanced back and forth around Oz and Shashala and the two people. of guards.
"We are here to catch criminals. It's none of your business!" The team leader, who was captained by Endia, glanced at the store manager indifferently, and then said to Oz with an unkind look on his face. "In the name of the city's security forces, I announce that you are under arrest."
"We were arrested?" Oz calmly collected the invoice, "What's the reason?"
As the saying goes, "A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle." Ozzie has changed his clothes at this time, and his temperament has also changed, giving people a sense of oppression.
"Reason?" Captain Endia said coldly, "Because you injured the nephew of Viscount Hills, so be prepared to stay in prison for the rest of your life!"
"Stay in jail for the rest of your life? Huh!" Oz snorted and said arrogantly. "My name is Sorsia, Kiel Sorsia. Heir to Baron Sorsia's family. Even if I really committed something, you should follow the law!" Regarding the situation in front of him, Oz It was already expected. Therefore, Oz did not hesitate to take out his stolen noble status.
Different identities have different levels of privileges. If you are a refugee or an adventurer, once you commit a crime, you will be taken to jail directly. You will not be given a chance to defend yourself. Even if you die in vain, no one will care. But for nobles with status. The law provides many protections for their rights.
The privileges of nobles are undoubtedly very useful. When the guard captain heard Oz say that he was a noble, he couldn't help but hesitate. These guards are not a privileged class, in case they offend the other party. In the end, it was discovered that the other party had a lot of background. In all likelihood, it was his own group of low-level soldiers who were unlucky in the end.
Therefore, after Captain Endia hesitated for a moment, he said in a calmer tone: "Even if that is the case, you have to come with me. We will report the matter to the prosecutor." Since nobles are involved, then that is not the case. The lower-level soldiers can make the decision.
"Huh. Let's go then." Oz pretended to be arrogant and followed the guards out of the clothing store.
Because of his noble status. The guards did not continue to make things difficult for Oz. Soon, Oz arrived at the Sheriff's Department and showed the identification document he had snatched previously.
The prosecutor is an old man. After learning the ins and outs of the incident, he immediately began to study Oz's identity.
"Mother and son went to Lisbon to visit relatives together?" After the prosecutor read the identification certificate in his hand, he looked up at Oz and Sashala.
"Yes." Oz sat on the sofa and nodded boredly.
Sashala sat next to Oz, holding Oz's arm, with a silly smile on her face and said nothing.
The prosecutor turned his attention to Shashala. Although the identity certificate stated that the two were mother and son, the prosecutor felt that the woman in front of him looked nothing like his mother, and the woman's age and temperament did not seem to be the same.She is a noble lady, but she looks like the eldest lady of a certain family.
The prosecutor shook his head and threw away the random thoughts in his mind: "There is no problem with the documents, I have confirmed it. However, many people saw that you injured people. You can't deny this, right?"
"How much is the bail?" Oz glanced at the prosecutor and asked calmly.
The prosecutor didn¡¯t care about Oz¡¯s attitude. Rather, this is the most normal attitude of the nobles: "I will ask the accountant to give you the specific amount of the bail. In addition, there are also Hodder's medical expenses"
"Medical expenses?" Oz interrupted the prosecutor. "As a nobleman, he molested a lady and was injured by the lady instead. You want me to pay his medical expenses?" Oz didn't mind paying a bail. Money, but he is not willing to waste money on that noble brat.
"But this is a rule" The prosecutor had a business-like attitude.
Oz snorted coldly: "Okay, I can pay for that waste's medical bills, if he has the nerve to come to me and ask for it."
"I understand." The prosecutor rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, "If Hod wants you to pay the medical bills, I will contact you again." The nobles are a group of people who value face more than life. Oz said this, and the prosecutor knew that the medical expenses must be paid by Hodder himself.
After registering his identity and paying the bail, Oz took Shashala, patted his butt, and left the Sheriff's Department.
¡°Noble status is indeed convenient. If Oz didn't have this identity and just traveled as an ordinary person, then the other party might not be so easy to talk to. Of course, if you are a pauper and cannot afford a high bail, the other party will not let you go easily - privileges only belong to those with money and power.
After leaving the Sheriff's Department, Oz took Sashala and wandered around the streets again. They also went to a store in the city that specializes in selling magic accessories and bought several magic scrolls for self-defense and an ice shield. magic ring, a fireball magic ring, and an awakening amulet to increase mental resistance.
And when Oz and his friends were wandering on the street, the aristocratic young man whose ribs were broken by Sashala was furious in the ward!
"What did you say!? That old guy Tanbaum actually let the two bastards who beat me go!?" On a white hospital bed, a teenager with a bandage on his chest was angrily hammering the bed board .
"Master Hodder, please calm down." A male servant quickly comforted him, "The doctor said that your bones are broken and you cannot do strenuous exercise for the time being."
"That bastard beat me, and he ended up spending a few stinky money!?" The noble boy looked angry.
"Master, after you recover from your injuries, we can go find trouble with them again."
"Looking for it? How to find it?" The noble boy looked at his guard angrily, "You haven't seen that woman's strength. The three of us are not enough to fight her alone!"
"Master Huo De, we don't have to fight that woman." A sly smile appeared on the corner of the manservant's mouth.
"Oh?" The noble boy looked at his servant with interest, "What do you have in mind?"
"I have investigated that those two people are actually mother and son. The woman is certainly strong, but her son may not be." The manservant looked sinister. "We just need to find someone to kidnap her son. The woman is still Don¡¯t you want us to manipulate you?¡±
Hearing this plan, the aristocratic young man¡¯s eyes flickered, and then a hint of coldness appeared on his face: "Hey, this is a good idea. I must make that woman regret it!" (To be continued)