Chapter Twenty-Five: Helen

  Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see a 17 or 18-year-old girl walking towards this place on the street not far away. She was wearing a sun hat on her head, wearing a noble dress for going out, with white gloves on her hands, and a head of brown shoulder-length short hair fluttering back and forth. From a distance, she indeed looked like a noble lady.

  Unfortunately, the dress failed to accentuate the young lady's figure, or rather, her figure was too "voluptuous" for the dress. A bulging body resembling a round water bucket tightly wrapped in the dress looked somewhat comical, and the fatty flesh under her chin quivered with every movement, making it particularly noticeable.

  The man in the Chinese suit was sweating profusely, jogging behind the woman and saying something in a low voice. As for the two attendants, they were dejected and followed at the end with their heads hung low, and on their faces, two red palm prints could be seen.

  "Who's the son of a bitch who dares to rob this lady's carriage?"

  The girl walked up to the three of them, puffed out her chest, glared at two people with her eyes wide open, and shouted breathlessly. However, she clearly didn't wait for anyone's response, but instead looked directly at the coachman as soon as she raised her head.

  "Don't open! Don't let these guys leave, did you hear me?! This is my order!"

  "How can you be like this!"

  Having heard this, Lijie couldn't help but interrupt.

  "This is the carriage we rented, how can you……"

  "Shut up! Who do you think you are, daring to speak to me like this?"

  The girl shouted angrily, interrupting Lijie's speech, then she put one hand on her waist and pointed at the three of them with the other.

  "Wait for me, you fat pig, dead woman, sissy, you dare to offend our family, it's your bad luck for eight lifetimes, see how I..."

  The girl's words were not finished, so at this time, Luo De suddenly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

  “…………！！！”

  The girl's mouth was wide open, but no sound could come out of it anymore. She stared with her eyes wide open, her hands grasping at her neck, and her mouth opening and closing like a fish that had been pulled ashore. Her face, which had still been slightly rosy, gradually turned pale.

  On Rod's shoulder, the Soul Bird was staring at her with an unblinking gaze, its two eyes emitting a faint magical glow.

  "Big sister! Big sister, what's wrong with you?! Big sister!!"

  The man beside saw the girl in this state, frightened and rushed over, but before he could get close, he seemed to hit a transparent wall and fell heavily to the ground.

  “………！！……！！”

  The girl's body began to shake, her limbs started to flail wildly, her mouth opened wider and wider, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets, as if she was about to fall to the ground.

  "Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo?"

  Looking at the girl's appearance, Lijie felt a bit uneasy. Although she didn't know what had happened, she could guess that it must have something to do with Rode.

  In fact, Road didn't do anything, nor could he have done anything. As a being condensed from the wind element, the Soul Bird still had some control over airflow. What Road did was simply seal off the air around his opponent. It might be a bit difficult for adventurers to deal with, but for ordinary people without any power, it was no problem at all.

  “………！！！”

  Just as the girl's body trembled and was about to roll her eyes back, Rode pressed down with his right hand. The Soul Bird also withdrew its gaze in time.

  "Wow!!"

  At this time, the girl suddenly collapsed to the ground like a wooden puppet with cut strings, her face pale and gasping for air, and she didn't recover for a long time.

  "Big sister! Are you okay?!"

  The man in Chinese clothes next to him rushed up and secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he didn't conflict with the young man just now, otherwise if he also came up with a finger, he would probably die without knowing how.

  "Cough... Cough cough..."

  Sitting on the ground, the girl didn't catch her breath until half a day later. She lifted her head and trembled as she raised her hand to point at Rode.

  "You, what are you doing?! Kill him! Hurry up and kill him! Quick..."

  Unfortunately, the girl's words were destined to go unspoken, for at that moment, the Soul Bird perched on Rode's shoulder gazed at her once more. The girl's face turned pale again, and she rolled about on the ground, unable to utter a single sound.

  "Spare her, spare her, sir! Miss Helen is young and ignorant, please don't take it to heart..."

  I prefer it quieter.

  In the face of the Chinese man's plea, Rode only said this one sentence, then turned around and got on the carriage. Lijie looked at the girl who was lying on the ground again with a hint of difficulty, hesitated for a moment, and followed Rode to get on. Only Mays looked at the woman with a schadenfreude gaze, humming a little tune, and leisurely climbed onto the carriage.

  "Mr. Luo, isn't this a bit..."

  With a worried expression, Lijie said anxiously. She wasn't angry about the woman's rudeness earlier, after all, she had been a mercenary for quite some time and had seen all sorts of people from all over the world - disdainful, harassing, and flirtatious ones. At first, Lijie was also very angry, but over the years, she had learned how to deal with those kinds of people.

  "I heard they're from Shen Shi City, and once you offend these nobles, it's a big trouble."

  "You're wrong about that, Miss Lijie."

  Mays snorted in disdain beside him.

  "Who is Mr. Lode, this third-rate petty aristocrat, he's not even worth paying attention to. Anyway, Mr. Lode, that woman is so impolite, just ignore them."

  "Wait again."

  Roder glanced out at the sky outside the window.

  "When the time comes, we will leave. Whether they come or not is their business, it has nothing to do with me. However, since I have already agreed before, I won't go back on my word."

  Having heard this, Mais couldn't say anything more and could only turn around, muttering complaints like "It's best if they never come", it seems his resentment is really great.

  After a few minutes, the carriage door finally opened again. The plump young lady from before appeared at the entrance, her face pale and her eyes wide with fear as she glanced at Rode who was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. To be honest, she really didn't want to come up here, especially when her servant had told her that this young man was not weak and could even kill all of them. The plump young lady's heart had almost jumped out of her chest. She wished she could immediately escape from this devil and run far, far away...

  But as soon as she thought of her father coming back in three days, she had to choose to give in. After all, this small village originally didn't have many carriages, and it takes two days to get from here to Deep Stone City. If she couldn't catch this carriage, then her sneaky actions would definitely be discovered. If her father knew that she had secretly snuck out to play, a scolding was inevitable, not to mention possibly even more severe consequences. After thinking about it repeatedly, in the end, her father's authority still outweighed her inner fear, so she had no choice but to get on the carriage with a stiff upper lip.

  This poor fat girl was spoiled, and had never encountered such a thing before. She wanted to speak up, but felt embarrassed. If she didn't speak up, just sitting in the car with her head hung low would also be embarrassing. But she opened her mouth for half a day, yet didn't dare utter a single word, looking like that was really pitiful.

  On the other hand, Mais looked at the plump lady's tragic expression and secretly laughed. Merchants and nobles were not on the same path to begin with. Although they had a lot of cooperative relationships, they still looked down on each other in private. The nobles thought that merchants were full of copper smell and had nothing but money, while the merchants thought that most nobles were idle and pretending to be stylish. Now, it was not easy to meet such a foolish woman, if Rod wasn't around, Mais really wanted to coldly mock her for a while, to see if she could be driven to jump off the carriage, which would be even more interesting.

  "Hello, I'm Lijie Noelle. May I ask what's your name, miss?"

  It was Lijie who found the atmosphere in the car a bit awkward and had to break the silence. After all, she hadn't done this kind of thing less often, and compared to facing that lecherous and lustful young nobleman, a fat lady was already much more lovely.

  "My name is Helen Keller."

  Helen said this in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, and she also nervously glanced at Rode, fearing that he would use the "evil method" from just now to make herself almost die again. Helen had never experienced such a thing before, and she almost thought she really was going to die, and still twice...

  Doesn't the wording seem incorrect?

  Helen Keller?

  When she heard this name, Lijie was stunned for a moment, as if recalling something.

  "Is it the Kellers who control Nalander Mine...?"

  "That's right, you know us?"

  Upon hearing this, Helen immediately became excited again. She originally wanted to say more, but after glancing at Rod beside her, she unconsciously lowered her voice.

  "Yes, our mercenary group's base is also in Deep Stone City. I've heard of the Kellar family's great name before. It's said that you started from mining stones and became one of the top mining families in Deep Stone City in just over a decade."

  "This is natural, Dad is really formidable."

  In June, a woman's face can change in an instant. As soon as Helen started talking about her father, she began chatting with Lijie nonstop, completely shedding the stiffness and tension from earlier. Although she still occasionally stole glances at Luo De, it was much better than the tense attitude she had when they first got on the car, like a person being trafficked.

  Rhode and Meis, of course, had no interest in the conversation between the two girls, but now they exchanged a surprised glance with each other, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

  The reason is simple, that's because Lijie can actually get along with Helen!

  Don't think that chatting is simple, it seems like anyone can do it. In fact, chatting itself is also a technical skill, you need to have topics, be able to spark other people's interest, be able to let others speak freely with you, and make both parties chat happily. This is not easy at all. Luo De has seen many women who look pretty but when they start talking, they stutter or can't say anything, or just can't say anything interesting. As a result, even the best-looking face becomes useless, and one mouthful of words reveals their flaws. Or it's because their profession doesn't match, and there's nothing to talk about.

  Of course, there are also many eloquent mercenaries who can strike up a conversation with the nobles, but no matter how attractive their words may be, the nobles mostly put on an air of superiority as if listening to a story. It's like ordinary employees discussing celebrity gossip with company directors - the employees might find it fascinating, but they might turn around and find that celebrity sleeping in their boss's bed. Conversely, while the boss might be interested in the discounts on products discussed by employees, he won't care too much about it, because he can buy them without a discount anyway, so why bother with those few coins?

  The gap between classes is roughly like this, a topic of interest for mercenaries, but not necessarily for nobles.

  But now, to see Licia discussing trivial matters of daily life with Helen is quite intriguing. This young girl was a mercenary, and normally wouldn't be able to participate in social events like balls and tea parties that noblewomen attend. But now, seeing her chatting with Helen about "rose tea" so happily...

  Rode furrowed his brow, could it be that Lijie's identity wasn't as simple as he thought?

  But thinking about it, most of the angel classes on Long Soul Continent belong to the upper class, and the half-angel identity is not much different.

  But if her status is really high, why would she come to be a mercenary? This doesn't make sense.

  Thinking of this, looking at Liche by his side, Rode suddenly had an idea to investigate.

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