Become a matchmaker in otome games

Chapter 81 The First Step of Counterattack

"You really don't want to?" Felisa carefully looked at Azarez's expression. "This opportunity is rare. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. You don't need to think about me."

What does he want this village and this store for?His purpose is to return to the Demon Race instead of staying in the Human Race to get promoted and get rich.

So he decisively refused again: "There is no need for this, I don't need these."

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was too harsh, he lowered his voice again: "I am your deacon, and it is enough to stay by your side."

Since he was so persistent, Felisa didn't force it. As for the reason for his refusal...

Felisa didn't believe a word of it.

"Let's go, come with me to reject Your Highness," Felisa turned around and walked along the way Azales came and went, and Azales was half a step behind her as usual.

It was rare for Fred to be rejected, but he didn't show any displeasure, he just felt strange: "Why?"

Of course, Felisa would not tell the truth, she just smiled and said: "The cabinet is indeed very attractive to me, but I can't become fat if I eat it in one bite, and I will choke to death if I eat too fast. When I can enter the cabinet in a fair manner, I hope His Highness will allow me to do so." .”

She refused very tactfully, and it was considered to save enough face for Fred, so Fred didn't care too much, but just looked at Azarez with pity: "I have seen his actual combat class, he is very strong. .”

Hearing this, Asalez felt a little regretful about showing his strength. He had miscalculated the entrance exam for the Human Race's Academy of the Brave, which made it impossible for him to keep a low profile now.

Since he was taking the make-up exam, no one gave him a reference. He asked Felicia what the exam format was, and Felicia only said that he should follow the examiner's instructions. She didn't say anything else, and just shook her head when she asked again don't know anything.

However, the test questions are not difficult. Set up three irregularly moving targets ten meters away, and he can only use one magic trick, and the time limit is 1 minute.

The topic was not difficult, at least in Asalez's eyes, it was not a difficult problem. He chanted a wind spell at the lowest level, hit three targets with ease, and was rated as an advanced level.

He was stupid at the time. Demons judge magic according to its lethality, so he specially picked a magic with little power. He just wanted to pretend to be ordinary, even if the tail of the crane is good. score.

When Felisa found out, she was very envious: "It's amazing, I can only hit one target, and I still miss it."

Azalez contacted Felisa with a score of just over . I don't understand. In this test of the human race, one target is elementary, two targets are intermediate, and three targets are advanced. He thinks he is smart , As a result, cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness.

But it’s okay to think about it, the advanced class also has the benefits of the advanced class. After all, the students in the advanced class are all nobles with better backgrounds, and he can also inquire about their strength level, so when he fights in the actual combat class, he always fights for the sake of Let the opponent use the strongest moves and go all out. After all, everyone has been brought up with a similar education. Who can be much worse than the other? From the perspective of others, it is natural to think that he is very strong.

"If you need it, it is our duty to do it for you. I am willing to do what I can for you." Felisa bowed her body, and what she did was not a lady's ceremony, but a courtier's surrender ceremony, but what she said was also very skillful, She only talked about what she could do, not going through fire and water, and left enough room for herself. After all, she didn't want to see Asalez being ordered by Fred to take risks.

Since Felisa clearly refused, Fred naturally wouldn't force others. He smiled and made a gesture: "Sit down first, and settle the matter in front of you first. It's about time for Yuri and Nancy to come."

It’s really Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Yuri and Nancy were led in by the maid one after the other, followed by attendants holding a lot of paper and pens, and a teacher who forcibly snatched out from the academy and was good at painting.

As soon as these teachers entered the prime minister's mansion, they shrank their heads, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

It's true that Safi's reputation has become a little bit lately, and no one wants to have any relationship with the prime minister. However, what Ulysses passed on was Fred's order, which cannot be refused.

"Your Highness," Ulysses saluted Fred, "I have found all the people you are looking for, start as soon as possible?"

"Well," Fred nodded, looked at the people who crowded a room, and said, "Thank you for making this trip, and I need your help to clarify some rumors about Safi these days. "

Rumor?Although everyone nodded in agreement, only they knew whether they believed it or not. However, the royal family had spoken, and no matter how unbelieved they were in their hearts, they had to act as if they believed it on the surface.

During Felisa's departure, Fred and Safi discussed how to maximize the benefits in this matter, and now is the first step of implementation.

Safi stood up, the innate aristocratic majesty made everyone's heart tremble, some murmurs in his heart were subconsciously put away, and a respectful look appeared on his face.

"I have been researching various theft methods for these years," the girl's cold and majestic voice echoed in the room, "I have studied a lot, and naturally I know how to prevent and restrain in advance. Make copies and distribute them to the public.”

Seven points of these words were true and three points of falsehood. Safi was a little nervous when she said it, but she had to overcome the hurdle in her heart. If she couldn't convince herself, how could she convince others.

Then Safi began to talk about her "research results", while the artist who was forcibly invited was taking notes.

Safi talked for nearly an hour, all about what she saw, heard, and felt. She herself was a little surprised, how could there be so much content, because she was actually not a very talkative person.

"It's instinct," Asalez sighed in a low voice, "or maybe it's talent." He regretted that such a good seed was not born in the demon race.

Because it is instinctive, so I will pay attention unconsciously, such as which house to visit, I will pay attention to whether the lock of their house is opened, whether the defense is strictly guarded, if I want to steal, how to arrange the route, these are not paid attention to by Safi deliberately. It is an instinctive reaction of the body, as natural as breathing.

"Okay, let's talk about it first," Safi took a sip from the teacup in hand and exhaled, "I'll give you an hour to discuss it and make a sample. I'll have to work hard at night. Samples are drawn, and we will arrange for people to prepare for printing as soon as possible."

The painters responded, retreated one by one, and went to another room to discuss under the guidance of the maid, and there were only six young people left here.

(End of this chapter)