Sail With Me

The party went on happily, although there were times when some stupid things were said to make everyone lose interest. The next day, ask Menphis to go to the market for a walk. Izumin managed to approach her, to plot a plan to kidnap and take Hittle away, anyway he picked up her sister's blood-stained necklace. Izumin was certain that Menphis was the one who killed his sister. Today, she still has work to pay attention to the old man's son. That kind of person, needs her to fight for a match. Nothing but fighting, she never gets bored. The corner of the alley, in a dead end, said deeply: - Would you give up the debauchery? - Why.. bitch.. why do you have to chase and beat me? - The playboy trembled like a civet, hiding in a corner of the wall. - You're not giving up, are you? Okay, I'll wait, for every minute you don't speak, I'll give you a punch. Wearing a black nightgown similar to an ancient swordplay, boxing gloves on his hands, he looked a bit strange. The playboy did not dare to say anything, trembled even more, did not dare to breathe. His face was swollen and purple. Not many words, punched the playboy's right cheek. After dealing with the father and son, leaving the market, coincidentally seeing Prince Izumin enticing him to buy cloth, he must be trying to kidnap someone to take revenge, anyway Izumin decided convinced that Menphis had killed his sister. Seeing that scene, she ignored it. Although she should help him to repay the favor, but if it is not harmful to him but also beneficial to her, then she is willing to ignore it. In the capital, there were quite a few people invited to treat patients, and promised to pay them well. Of course, she couldn't give up this money-making job, but she found it better to be a mercenary.