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Chapter 234 Encounter with Kress on a Narrow Road

Felisa brushes past Chris on her way back to town.

She was sitting at the rear of the grain truck, with her back leaning against the neat bundles of grain and grass, her legs dangling in the air, counting the clouds in the sky boredly.

Then she heard a sound of hooves, and the grain truck stopped slowly.She jumped out of the back of the grain truck and turned to the front: "Did the truck encounter... a breakdown?"

When she was speaking, she saw the situation clearly, and was stunned for a while, although she said the second half of the sentence, she didn't think about it.

The one who stopped the car from going forward was a woman in black clothes. Her night-like jet-black long hair was tied behind her head with a ribbon. The hem of her jacket reached her knees and was parted at her crotch for the convenience of movement. Open, through the gap, you can see that the lower body is wearing a pair of tight leather pants, and only a short section of skin is exposed between the black high boots.

Human race would never wear this kind of outfit... There was a name in Felisa's heart that was about to be revealed, but she swallowed back the exclamation that was about to blurt out.

Didn't Vincent say that Kress would be busy these two days and wouldn't come over?What is he doing?
"Cress," Vincent controlled the horse and took a few steps this way, "what are you going to do?"

"Let me take a look at this batch of grain." What Ke Leisi didn't say was that when she saw this grain truck just now, her inner uneasiness reached the extreme, and she stopped the truck immediately without thinking twice.

Vincent didn't know what Kress saw, but he couldn't show any strange expression at the moment, otherwise, with Kress's keenness and ruthlessness, Felisa would definitely die on the spot.He hoped that Felisa would not show any signs, otherwise he could only push Felisa out to protect himself, and the alliance between him and Azalez was completely over.

Felisa was also flustered at the moment. She subconsciously stepped back a few steps. To be honest, she wanted to turn around and run away, right now, but she knew she couldn't.

Kress's attention was on the grain truck. She inspected the entire vehicle, from the front to the bottom of the compartment, but found nothing strange. Her eyes slowly moved to the driver.

The coachman is a local, about 40 years old, with an honest face, when Kress glanced at him, his legs trembled and he was about to fall down.

Kress asked the coachman a few questions, and the coachman staggered and answered, maybe because of fear, although the answer was upside down, but the content was very detailed, and even told how much money he lost in gambling with someone last night.

Then, Cress finally looked at Felisa.

When Kress turned her eyes, Felisa felt that someone had gently scratched her skin with a sharp knife point. Although it didn't hurt her, it was frightening.

Felisa pulled out a stiff smile. She wasn't pretending, but was really scared.

Her fear is not surprising to Kress. When she was in charge of the city, she unceremoniously killed several people for the sake of standing up and making it easier to manage. It is normal for civilians to be afraid when they see her.

Kress has never seen Felisa before, if it is Safi or Nancy who is here in disguise, Kress will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, but Felisa... a daughter of a baron family, she really has no idea. deliberately to understand.

"Who is this girl?" Kress asked, she just asked casually habitually, she didn't think there was anything suspicious about this girl.

Felisa thought quickly, she had to give a reasonable and not easy to be debunked statement.

Telling a lie will inevitably require more lies to fill in, so what she has to do now is to find someone who will help her use lies to complete the lie.

Is that person... soon in front of her eyes?

"I'm... the granddaughter of the chief of Jike Village," Felisa stammered, "Our village is right in front of us. Grandpa didn't let me enter the city, so I sneaked out from home and begged uncle to take me with her." on the road."

What she said was seamless, and Kress didn't hear any problems. Although the uneasiness in her heart had not dissipated, she didn't intend to continue to embarrass the two people in front of her, so she stepped aside and said: "Hurry up and put Send the military rations to the barracks, be careful."

The coachman and Felisa were overjoyed, nodding and bowing their heads and kept saying they understood.

Vincent also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Felisa threw the trouble in his hands, it was just what he wanted. Dealing with Kress should not have been Felisa's task, and Felisa knew it was a very smart way to leave this matter to him. Although she was the young lady who was pampered by Asalez, she was not stupid.

"Let's go." Vincent glanced casually around, the way he looked at Felisa was no different from the way he looked at the driver.

The two mounted their horses again, leaving Felisa and the others behind in an instant.

Riding a horse was much faster than Felisa's car before. When they arrived in the village, it was not yet noon, and many people were still working in the fields.

Kress looked around and saw the maids at a glance, because they were too conspicuous, and everyone else had to bend over to work, but they stopped their backs, chanted spells, and kept making gestures with their hands.

Compared with the skillful of the villagers, the movements of the maids are much clumsy, and they will stumble from time to time while carrying the harvested grain while walking in the field.

From Kress's point of view, she didn't see anything wrong. In fact, she knew that she would not see any problems when she came here. According to Vincent, they were only sent here yesterday. Any small thoughts will not be exposed within a day. She mainly wants to look at the situation and have a preliminary assessment of the situation here.

"Who is in charge?" Kress asked, "Let him come to see me."

Soon, the village chief walked over slowly.

"Master City Master." The village chief saluted tremblingly, his hunched back seemed to be unable to straighten up anymore.

Kress casually asked, "Where is your granddaughter?"

The village chief's eyes showed just the right amount of blankness: "She's at home, how does your lord know that I have a little granddaughter?"

Even Kress didn't see any clues from the performance of the village chief. Maybe she was really overwhelmed. She stopped being entangled and asked the village chief to tell her about the situation in the village.

In fact, there is nothing special about this village. Most of the young and middle-aged people have signed up to join the army. Because the army gives so many subsidies, most of the people left behind are old, weak, women and children. Only a few families are not particularly short of money and have more children. Yes, I left a son by my side.

It's just that the main labor force has left, and the work in the field is even more arduous. These maids can be said to have relieved the urgent need.

(End of this chapter)