Du Juan

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Why didn't he notice that woman? Roland looked at the graceful figure approaching, his mind was full of questions, but he was attracted to her involuntarily.

The woman seemed to be out of tune with everything around her. Her waist-length silver hair was tied up with a black headband. The hair swayed and brushed past her eyes. A pair of slender and white hands gently tucked the hair behind her ears. There was a touch of charm between her eyebrows. Her dark red eyes seemed to hide a black hole, firmly locking the gaze of others. She raised her small face slightly, and the corners of her lips painted with red slowly drew a smile. A black patterned tulle dress outlined her graceful body. The opening on the chest revealed her delicate collarbone and snow-white and plump breasts. Under the knee-length tulle skirt, her beautiful calves were wrapped in black silky fabric, and she was wearing a pair of black high heels.

Wait? Stockings and high heels?

How can there be stockings and high heels in this era? Roland patted his forehead, but he didn't care about that. He had a hunch that his abnormality must be related to this woman!

Very strangely, the high heels made the silver-haired woman twist her hips and step by step came to the middle of Roland and Carter, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Hello, my prince." The woman bowed her head slightly, "Welcome to 'Iris'."

"Who are you?" Carter asked, his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. He also noticed that this woman was very abnormal.

"Don't worry, Knight Carter, I'm just a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken. I won't harm your prince."

Roland waved his hand to signal Carter not to worry. After thinking for a long time, looking at the guests in the tavern who seemed to have forgotten them, he finally decided to get straight to the point.

"This beautiful lady, you should be a witch too."

A smile bloomed on the face of the silver-haired woman, she stood up, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, and performed a noble salute.

"As you can see, I'm a witch. You can call me Dujuan."

Roland was surprised and delighted. He didn't expect that there was a witch hiding in the border town. His impulsive desire just now and the fact that people around him ignored her must be caused by her ability.

"Why did you reveal the fact that you are a witch in front of me? You know, I just executed a witch not long ago. Aren't you afraid that I will also arrest you and hang you?"

"If you mean to keep that cute little girl in the castle as an execution, I also want to be executed." Dujuan supported her chin with her hand, tilted her head and looked at Roland with a smile.

Roland thought about it and knew that it must have been spread by the workers, or the jailers before. Damn it, they have already paid them 25 gold royals each to keep quiet. However, since this witch dared to appear in front of him directly, she must be confident that he would not kill her, or she must be confident that she could escape from him. At present, she must have a purpose and knows a lot. She is sure that he will not kill her and even communicate with her.

Thinking of this, Roland quietly waited for Dujuan to continue speaking.

Dujuan restrained her smile and said, "I can see and manipulate people's emotions, whether it is anger, joy or sadness. At the beginning, there are only a few. As time goes by, I can feel and manipulate more and more emotions. Please forgive me, I just increased your highness's desire a little."

Roland understood and said another doubt, "Why don't other people pay attention to us?"

"I have reduced their curiosity to almost zero, so they will only focus on what they are doing and will not shift their attention to other things."

Roland took a breath of cold air. This ability is really too strong. In addition to them, there are conservatively estimated to be 20 to 30 people in the entire tavern. The scope of influence is so large that it is incredible. He must have this witch!

"Huh, Ms. Dujuan, what do you want? Or, if I want to hire you, what kind of treatment do you want?" Roland knew that the witch in front of him was not afraid of her identity being discovered. She could achieve her goals at any time by controlling the emotions of the people around her, and the upper limit is currently unknown.

"That's a very good possessive desire, and the lust only occupies a little bit. You are really different from others. Then I want to know, why do you treat witches leniently?"

"Witches are also human beings. I hope witches can live with everyone openly like ordinary people." Roland has answered the same question to Nightingale once, and now there are other reasons. "I hope to use the power of witches to make the world a better place, so that no one will starve to death or freeze to death, and everyone can live a better life."

"Great wish, I see your sincerity, you actually really think so, it's unbelievable, I just thought you wanted to take witches into your harem."

"So, I need your power!"

Dujuan smiled again.

"As you wish, my highness."

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"Really, were you born in a brothel? You saved money to buy this tavern." Roland didn't expect that the charming woman in front of him had such a background.

"Your Highness, your pity and lust have increased," Du Juan said jokingly, "Your fetish is really unique."

Roland blushed. He could no longer tell whether this was his inner thoughts or Du Juan's use of her ability.

"In fact, my ability can only increase or decrease the intensity of emotions. I can't control how it is manifested after the increase. Your Highness, you should not lie to yourself." Du Juan said with a snicker.

Roland just wanted to change the topic quickly and not keep discussing his sexual fetish. Looking at Carter's strange and suddenly enlightened eyes, he quickly said, "In this case, I hope Miss Du Juan can come to the castle tomorrow to sign the employment letter and test her ability. Okay, I won't bother you and go back first."

Even though Roland still had a lot of things he wanted to know, such as where the stockings and high heels she was wearing came from, he would still ask tomorrow.

Carter thought that it was no wonder that His Highness liked to exchange women with other nobles in the past, and it was easy for him to accept that Miss Anna was seen naked by those workers. It turned out that His Highness liked this tune. But as a knight, she still had to give face to His Highness, so she pretended to know nothing and followed Roland.

Du Juan watched Roland and Carter leave, picked up the remaining beer from Roland with her slender hands and took a sip, the light yellow liquor flowed from the corner of her mouth and seeped into her white cleavage, put down the wine glass, and licked her lips with her small tongue. Roland and Carter could believe her so easily, of course she had her ability to do something, and the seeds of lust had been planted, things were moving in the predetermined direction, I hope our prince can enjoy a happy life in the future.

She stood up and walked in the center of the tavern, the drinkers around were still shouting loudly for drinks, Du Juan leaned sideways and sat in the arms of one of them, the man was inexplicably, warm and soft in his arms, and then a fierce desire rose from the bottom of his heart. The woman in his arms grabbed the wine glass of the person next to him, poured the beer on her chest, and laughed loudly, "Let's drink!"

Her rough mouth pressed hard against her breasts, licking the remaining wine with her tongue like a greedy dog. Her palm was led by a small hand into the warmth.

The red-eyed drinkers scrambled for the wine, and pieces of clothing with body temperature were scattered in the dim light. The snow-white flesh lay on the wine table, contrasting with the shriveled or fat flesh.