Chapter 732: Repeated Amnesia
The Mustache President of the Lockark Guild is very different from those in other cities.
In Minagard, East Doruma, Melchita or any other large city meeting hall, Gordon will only use "Mr. President" and "Ms. President" Such words are used to address managers.
Faced with this mustache, Gordon said "Elder Brother, President" for a generation.
In fact, he had already noticed the figure of the other party approaching secretly with his waist down, but since this little old man wanted to give everyone a "surprise" greeting, then let him.
At the long table, Gordon moved towards Hayata, making room for President Mustache.
However, this old guy had no intention of sitting down immediately. Instead, he walked half a circle around the long table and came to the maid lady under the eyes of everyone.
"Hmm..."
The Mustache President is holding a funny mustache, looking very tangled.
The professional maid tried her best to keep her gaze and not move towards the little old man beside her legs.
Two seconds later, Mustache shook his head and said: "No, it's not very good. The fabric workmanship of this maid outfit is top-notch, and the straight breast line and slender waist are highlighted.
But this conservatively designed skirt The display was too boring and did not make this lady attractive at all. The curves of your thighs are outlined!
Miss Maid, how about cutting off three-quarters of this obstructive long skirt?”
Face it! In response to such teasing, the maid girl blushed and clenched her fists to try to stay calm.
Gordon Hayata Anhir and the three of them all covered their faces. Feng Ying, who was meeting President Mustache for the first time, looked shocked. Is this considered sexual harassment?
The third prince who didn't quite understand what the old man with a mustache meant looked at her brother next to her, but the second prince pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.
“Bang!”
Before President Mustache stretched out his claws and secretly reached to the hem of the maid lady’s skirt, Maridan’s fist hit him like a hammer. top of head.
With a muffled sound, President Mustache, who was no taller than Maridan’s waist, fainted.
Maridan sneered and retracted her fist, bowing her head apologetically to the third princess and the others, "I'm sorry, the president's wife happened to go out shopping, giving this old guy a chance to act hooligan.
The acting president apologizes to you, and, well, this is just the president’s personal issue and has nothing to do with the guild or local customs. "
Prima, the escort girl who is the de facto leader of the royal family, nodded subtly.
I have long heard that the president of the Loklak Guild has a "funny personality" and "informal manners" "That's what it means.
< br>Maridan was very measured in her actions. She threw President Mustache on the long table, took half a glass of ale from the next table and poured it down. President Mustache sat up.
He looked around confusedly, "Who am I and why am I here? Did I just get raped? ”
"Okay, okay, Brother President, stop playing tricks."
Gordon reluctantly handed a handkerchief to the other party, letting the old guy who was trying to pretend to have amnesia wipe the drink from his face, "First come Let me introduce you, these are..."
Before Gordon could finish the introduction, President Mustache wiped his face, jumped off the table, took off his small round hat with full national characteristics and bowed. , said with a serious face: "The second prince of the kingdom Your Highness, Your Highness the Third Princess, it would be rude not to be able to welcome our distinguished guests from afar.
We have arranged the best guest rooms in advance so that you can enjoy a perfect desert trip. I will do my best."
Feng Ying looked in disbelief, "You know them? No, you know they are coming? Then you are teasing the maid?"
President Mustache looked at Feng Ying with just the right amount of confusion on his face, looking like a bachelor who said, "Little girl, what are you talking about? I can't understand it at all. Maybe I lost my memory because of the bombardment."
Feng Ying looked at Hayata for help. She had never seen such a rogue old guy.
Hayata, who is also a woman, is also dissatisfied with President Mustache’s hooliganism. If Maridan’s iron fist hadn’t stopped him just now, this old guy would have really lifted up the maid’s skirt.
"I haven't seen the president's wife for a long time. When we meet soon, we must have a good chat about what we saw today." Hayata said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, Miss Maid! In order to compensate for the mental loss, I will offer you an apology!"
President Mustache bowed decisively and admitted his mistake, which made the maid a little confused.
As the actual leader of the trading city of Lockark, President Mustache looks like a bad old man without formality, but in fact he is a real big shot.
It’s normal for such a big shot to take the royal family’s face into consideration, but to directly apologize to a little maid like himself?
The mustache president's eyes shone, "How about the silk robe that is a specialty of Loklak? It is smooth, close-fitting, and feels cool when worn on the body. It is most comfortable to just put it on without underwear. The thin fabric will be affected by the electrostatic effect. Put it directly on the skin and let the wind blow."
"Bang!"
The perverted old man fainted once again.
This time it was Hayata who took action, "No oil or salt will enter."
Gordon was a little numb, probably because the president's wife was not in the meeting hall. Today's little President Beard seemed particularly unable to control himself.
I don’t know how many punches he can take from the angry huntresses if he continues like this.
After pouring another glass of wine and pretending to have amnesia, in order to prevent this scene from repeating itself endlessly, Gordon grabbed the old guy's shoulder and turned him around to face him before he could get drunk again.
"Brother President, did you know that the prince, princess and the others are coming?" Gordon was quite curious about this matter.
“Yes.” Touching the swollen bump on the top of his head, President Mustache finally became more serious. “Their father sent me a letter and asked me to help take care of it.< br>
I didn’t expect that you Yinbian would also come and be so generous. ? Hire a whole team of high-ranking hunters as escorts when traveling? "
"We are not escorts, we are here for vacation. Feng Ying, oh, that little girl you haven't seen is friends with the third princess. Just invite them to come along," Gordon explained.
"Oh!" The little old man looked at Feng Ying for a few times, but did not say anything rude again, "This kid is the fourth person in your bank. He is so young."
"Hey." Feng Ying, who couldn't stand the praise, started to laugh silly.
Seeing that they were about to start chatting, the guard girl Prima cleared her throat, "Ahem, Mr. President, are the guest rooms ready?"
小President Beard came to his senses and said, "You are here, eight people, a little more than I expected. I will think about how to arrange it appropriately."
< br>The little old man glanced at Gordon and Hayata, who were sitting next to each other, and said, "Well, it is the peak season now, and the number of vacancies is relatively tight."
In the ears of a caring person, this sentence The tone of the words was too subtle, and Gordon tried his best to pretend not to hear. Ancil cast an encouraging and supportive look at the president, while Hayata looked at the president sideways.
This old guy is up to something.
“First of all, there is only this one, the most luxurious large suite, with an excellent view, a panoramic view of the lake, and can accommodate four people!” President Mustache emphasized the word “four”.
"I want to live in that ja!" The third princess raised her chin.
The guard lady glanced at the hunters with different expressions and had some suspicions in her mind, but it had nothing to do with her and it didn't matter.
“As the princess’s personal bodyguards, we must be together, as well as the maid. Feng Ying and I need to take turns taking care of the princess, so the four of us share this room.
Oh, by the way, the two-headed tooth hound has to come with us, it's safer. I mean safer. "
President Mustache nodded with a smile, looked at the remaining three men and one woman, and added: "There are no more parent-child rooms that can accommodate three people, and there are no vacancies in single rooms.
Deluxe double rooms are available. Can you allocate them yourself? "
The second prince raised his hand and suggested cheerfully, "The three of us squeeze into a room, just in time to talk about hunting all night long! How about Miss Hayata having a double room by herself? "(End of this chapter)