Sensing that Yaro glanced at the center of the stage a few more times, Viscount Corey answered with understanding:
"The white shirts in the middle are all clean, and they may be a bit hard to let go. The redwood ones around have been professionally trained and are proficient in various skills. Which one do you like?"
Yaro glanced at the gentleman surrounded by guards and secretly marveled at his thick skin.
Just now, you were fighting for life and death, and now you are actually giving your girl away?
"Need not!"
Not to mention killing so many people in Viscount Corey, could the girl he sent out be a specially trained killer?
Even if Bai Lu, who was countless times more beautiful than them, could be rejected by Yaro many times, how could he be defeated by these mortal girls?
"Do you need something to eat? Or some wine?"
"The Jiuquan is full of rough ale. Its advantage is that it is easy to get drunk, but it will not give you a headache after being drunk."
While Viscount Corey was explaining, the waiter on the side walked over sensibly.
Viscount Corey raised the tall crystal glass from the tray, swayed the wine as crystal clear as blood, and explained with a smile: "Then there are these fruit wines, these wines are all my treasures... um... not bad... Do you need to try it?"
Yaluo ignored it at all, leaning on the stone pillars covered with exquisite reliefs, holding his crystal heavy sword, closing his eyes and saying coldly: "I don't have much patience. Before my patience runs out, I hope I can get what I want." Show up here, otherwise... your life will not be spared."
The waiters and dancers who were quietly sizing up Yaro all changed their expressions. Several of the dancers even forgot about their subsequent dance moves and stood there blankly.
But at this time, no one paid attention to these small things.
Viscount Corey's face darkened, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his hands slightly, as if he was thinking of making a decision, but he was too preoccupied with something to make a sound, so he silently put down the empty cup and glanced subconsciously. The door is not closed.
Yaro seemed to have 'seen' his actions, and reminded him leisurely: "Don't think about leaving until the things are delivered."
Just like how a computer runs, closing some unnecessary software will actually increase the speed of other software.
After closing his eyes, the perception ability of 'Cat-shaped Fist-Running' was greatly improved.
Moreover, Yaro was not just trying to sense his surroundings, he was also seizing the time to run the 'Knight's Breathing Technique'.
Without turning on the Magic Fighting Technique, even if you are only wearing modified soldier heavy armor, it will be a test of your physical strength over a long period of time.
Not to mention there was a huge fight going on.
However, relying on the 'Knight's Breathing Technique' to restore physical strength cannot weaken the need for food.
What's more, in the previous battle, Yaro had been using the Knight's Breathing Technique to restore his physical strength, and the remaining reserves in his stomach had long been exhausted.
If he looked at the various delicacies piled up around him, he was afraid that his saliva would flow out and ruin his 'master persona'.
"By the way, I seem to be wearing half a mask. Even if I drool, others can't seem to see it?"
Yaro couldn't help but swallowed when he thought of the delicious food around him.
"Forget it, forget it, I can't eat here anyway, what's there to see?"
"And they cook so much food at one time, it's like a big pot of rice in the cafeteria, it definitely doesn't taste good!"
Relying on this kind of self-comfort, Yaro calmed down his mood and took advantage of this rare free time to calmly restore his strength and repair some minor injuries.
In a quiet state, the advanced knight's breathing method has a very significant recovery effect on physical strength, so much so that Yaro even feels like he is soaking in spring water.
——Spring water in every sense of the word.
Accompanying this is the massive consumption of fat and the rapid rise in body temperature.
In terms of body temperature, drinking water and the armor's cooling system can also be used, so the problem of fat consumption can only be resisted by the body.
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Fortunately, he had already adapted to this feeling, and it didn't take long for him to overcome the various sequelae of recovery one by one.
At this time, the singing and dancing in the hall were still going on, with noisy and solemn, cheerful and solemn...all kinds of contradictory atmospheres coexisting with each other.
"Let them all go out," Yaro suddenly said.
'He' and 'she' have two different pronunciations in the Sint language, so there is no problem of mispronunciation or mishearing.
'They' naturally refers to the dancers and the musicians who are equally thinly dressed.
After hearing Yaro's words, Viscount Corey's face became even more ugly.
After such a long time, Yaro suddenly said such words, which inevitably made him guess.
Perhaps... Yaro's patience has reached its limit?
"Wait a little longer, we're almost there, we're almost there..." Viscount Corey lowered his head to persuade, and the guards surrounding him looked much more nervous.
Yaro looked at the center of the field indifferently and said coldly: "What? Can't they leave?"
"Yes, I can leave!" Viscount Corey did not dare to refute, so he could only vent his anger on the girls, "Can't you hear me? Why don't you retreat?"
The girls in light shirts bowed and saluted, revealing a dazzling whiteness, and then swayed their graceful figures and stepped back one after another with clever steps.
The noisy and cheerful atmosphere immediately dissipated, and even the air in the luxurious hall became a bit solemn.
Yaro closed his eyes again and said a cold word at the same time: "The time left for you is not much."
Yaro originally wanted to kill him, but he was worried that his sudden death would cause some turmoil, so he wanted to spare his life.
But if he dares to tease himself.
——Maybe killing is a better thing?
He is serious!
Viscount Corey, who is a veteran, can naturally hear it.
With no choice, he had no choice but to whisper a few words to the guards beside him, and then asked them to rush to urge the old housekeeper.
Yaro closed his eyes to rest, and put more energy on the 'Cat Walking Fist', quietly listening to everything around him.
But when the guards left in a hurry, Yaro noticed something strange from their footsteps.
"There is definitely another layer under the ground! And the stones in the middle shouldn't be thick enough!"
If the stone is thick enough, walking on it will not cause such an obvious change in the sound of footsteps.
Yaro opened a small slit and quietly peered at Viscount Corey's feet.
"Is there any mechanism here that would allow him to suddenly sink?"
Unfortunately, no matter how Yaro looked, he could not see any abnormalities on the flat ground.
Yaro continued to close his eyes, focusing his perception on his feet, carefully feeling the space under the ground.
The propagation efficiency of sound in solids and air is different.
Although Yaro could tell that there was a partition below with the help of the knocking sound, he could not sense what specifically existed in the space below.
I could only vaguely detect some messy knocking sounds.
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