Lance is a gangster.

Most people thought so, and if he really was a hopeless gangster, that would be great, so they could hang him.

But unfortunately, he is not.

Lance didn't touch anyone, he just talked and ran to someone's bed. No one knows what kind of medicine he gave those girls to make them fascinated.

Of course, they will not admit that their daughters are really fascinated by the other person's appearance.

Lance opened his eyes and held a beautiful white body in his arms.

The beauty in her arms twisted sleepily. The girl was only seventeen years old this year. Her father was a wealthy businessman in the city and her mother was the youngest daughter of a baron.

He pushed the girl:

"I have to go now."

She hugged him tightly:

"Can't you stay a little longer?"

Lance lied:

"Your father will be back later."

The girl muttered dissatisfiedly:

"He won't come back. He's been busy these two days. Please stay with me."

Lance patted the girl on the head:

"Be good, I'll come again next time."

The girl said aggrievedly:

"You say that every time..."

The girl is a treasure in the eyes of the upper-class teenagers in the city. Yes, she is not only of outstanding birth, but also so beautiful that even Lance almost fell in love with her in bed several times.

But at this moment, the little bird was lying in her arms.

It may seem a little arrogant to say this, but this is the fact. He has such charm and knows what kind of woman will be attracted to such a person. He knows at the critical moment whether he should look like a melancholy and destitute poet, or whether he should have a deep heart.

A young man with ambitions for his country, or a mature, stable and reliable man.

He also knows what angle each smile should have, what his eyes should look like, the specific posture of his hands on the bar, his standing posture, the angle at which his face should be raised, and the clothes he is wearing.

He also knows how to please a woman, what to say, what to do, and where to put his hands when they are alone.

Yes, he is that good, at least he thinks so. Even if he is a queen, as long as he wants, he can make her fall into the trap he has woven.

So he did it.

Obviously, this was the biggest mistake he had ever made.

The girl hugged his arm, trying to soften his cold heart in this way.

It's a pity that he is a bad man.

Bad men have no heart.

He gently but forcefully broke away his arms and entire body from the girl's arms:

"I really have to leave."

The girl stood up reluctantly and looked at Lance who had already put on his pants:

"You are so cold-blooded."

Lance smiled and winked at her.

The girl giggled loudly:

"Have you heard about that? That rumor about Inlans, I heard your hometown is over there."

Lance's movements paused:

"Who said that?"

The girl said:

"Who else could it be? It must be Maina's place. You stayed at her place for the past two days, right? I know her parents were not at home during this time, but she said she could only guess."

Lance showed a little embarrassment, then he stepped forward and hugged the girl's face:

"It doesn't matter where I came from before. What matters is that I am here now, in front of you."

After saying that, he kissed the girl's forehead and continued to button his pants.

"What did you just want to say?"

The girl stretched, which gave Lance a feast for his eyes.

"I heard that Inlans restarted the ancient ceremony of selecting kings, and selected the new king through the method of pulling out the sword from the stone in the legend of King Arthur."

Lance, the girl with the haircut, stopped what he was doing and showed a strange expression, including confusion, anger, and a little curiosity.

The girl didn't pay attention to the complex emotions on the man's face, but admired his muscular upper body. His muscles and lines were so perfect that even the ancient sculptures left by great artists in the museum pale in comparison to him.

.

Did Gafunan personally use fire and hammer to build this sacred, beautiful and powerful body? Otherwise, why would there be such a perfect creation in the world?

The girl was fascinated.

The man fell into some inexplicable emotion.

Therefore, neither of them heard the sound of the door opening.

Until the footsteps came to the corridor on the second floor.

The girl showed a panicked expression and whispered:

"It's my father. Find a place to hide quickly. No, jump out of the window."

Lance also came to his senses and ran to the bed. Finally, he gave the woman a kiss and hurried to the window.

Angry roars and increasingly rapid footsteps came from outside the door:

"My darling! Open the door!"

Lance quickly opened the window, then turned to the woman and showed his most sincere expression tonight - a smile:

"Goodbye, I'm leaving the city to take refuge. Remember to wait for me when I come back."

The knight easily jumped from the window to the ground, and with the girl's explanation and his father's roar, he ran unhurriedly into the distance.
Chapter completed!