Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Your silence is an admission, right? Hmph, if you dare to deny what you've done, you'll surely be punished by God! But I'm not that cruel. I don't want you to suffer revenge. I just hope you won't disturb me and the child in the future. I'll raise this child myself, without relying on you..."

She shouted loudly at Eric, then immediately turned and ran away.

Damn it!

With a stride, Eric chased after her.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the doorman standing beside the hotel revolving door suddenly stopped Eric, apologizing and saying that there was a small problem with the door, asking him to wait for a moment.

Eric tried to push it, and indeed, the door couldn't rotate. He had no choice but to stay in place, watching the exotic woman who had set him up gradually disappear into the crowd of tourists.

After about ten seconds, the revolving door finally "recovered" to normal. Eric shook his head, stepped out, and chased after her. Unfortunately, the exotic woman had taken advantage of this time to skillfully blend into the crowd of sightseers, disappearing without a trace.

Eric paused for a moment, then chuckled dumbfoundedly. He felt he had been too impulsive. Even if he couldn't use offensive magic, couldn't he at least use "Silencio"?

Why did he let that inexplicable woman spout nonsense?

It was all his fault...

Back at the hotel, people in the lobby were all looking at Eric with disdain.

Some of the hotel staff still showed some respect, after all, Eric was still their "God".

But the tourists, who were also consumers, had no such reservations. The gentler ones just looked at him with condemnation in their eyes, while the more fiery ones had already begun to point fingers and scold.

Fortunately, everyone was "gentlemanly", and no one "acted righteously".

Eric forgave them generously because he knew that these people were also "victims", deceived by that inexplicable woman!

So, with a cold expression, he ignored the thousand fingers pointing at him and calmly got on the elevator. He returned to his room...

In the Dordogne region, there was a castle known as the "French White House" - the Lastinek Castle. Its design was very unique, with six columns, an oval living room, almost identical to the A Country White House.

Many locals were dissatisfied with this title because they believed that Lastinek was the "original version", while the White House was just a "pirated version" that copied its design.

Supporting their view was the fact that Lastinek Castle was completed in the 15th century, while the White House was completed in the early 19th century.

Lastinek Castle belonged to the typical neoclassical architectural style, with a high status in architectural history, considered a model of "pursuing balance and beauty in simplicity".

Although countless architects and tourists came here to visit every year, they could only see the appearance of the castle from afar and were not allowed to enter.

Because this castle, with its more than five hundred years of history, was the residence of the super-rich Broumell family in France.

Although he didn't want to disturb ordinary tourists and set the "visit" time at midnight, Eric didn't mind disturbing the host. After all, he came for a "visit," not to steal chickens and dogs!

If Eric had been brought up in a traditional Chinese education, even if his intentions were not good, he would still have greeted them politely, saying, "Count Broumell, Eric from China requests an audience."

Unfortunately, Eric grew up in Celestia. Enjoy more content from empire

Lacking some "traditional virtues" from his bones, he liked to be straightforward in everything.

He walked towards Lastinek Castle without a word, even though he was thirty meters away from the castle gate, stepping into the small square full of streetlights in front of the castle, he only then heard a trumpet sound, "Please stop, you are on private territory..."

Although the person speaking used English that Eric could understand, he still ignored it and continued to walk forward leisurely.

The trumpet sounded twice, seeing no effect.

The tone immediately became unfriendly, even faintly menacing, "Please turn back, or we'll shoot..."

Shoot?

I'm waiting for it...

The warning was ineffective, so bullets had to be used.

Bang bang bang...

The guards here were quite good, they didn't shoot at Eric's vital points, all the bullets were aimed at his legs. This made Eric feel slightly favorable and he decided not to kill anyone later.

The power of ordinary firearms was far inferior to the XM109 sniper rifle and posed no threat to Eric. With the protection of the ten-layer Qi Shield, Eric walked unhindered to the gate.

From the faint commotion from the enemy, it could be inferred that they were extremely surprised by Eric's abnormal behavior.

However, the gunfire did not stop, but became more intense. Bullets shot towards Eric like a swarm of bees, densely packed and aimed at him.

In this situation, it was natural not to expect the other side to open the door to welcome him.

Eric directly waved his hand and cast a spectacular "Fireball Spell," blasting a big hole in the redwood gate of Lastinek Castle.

The guards of the Broumell family were well-trained. Although they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, they did not retreat.

The gunfire paused for a moment, but as Eric crossed the gate, about twenty to thirty guards armed with guns and wearing uniforms surrounded him in a semicircle.

Eric didn't want to get entangled with these ordinary people, so he simply cast a wide-area Sleep Spell to deal with this roadblock.

The previous intensive gunfire had already awakened the sleeping castle, and dozens of figures rushed towards him at high speed. From their speed, it was clear that they were not ordinary people.

If Eric guessed correctly, these people should belong to the Broumell family's knights. The question was, what level were these knights? Bronze? Silver? Or Gold?

Perhaps because they had already identified Eric as an "intruder," these "reinforcements" did not engage in the unnecessary action of "questioning" and attacked directly.

The reinforcements, as knights, did not use modern firearms like the guards, but each wielded a sword. This sword was not a Chinese three-foot green front, but a two-handed longsword used on the European battlefield.

The five knights in casual clothes at the forefront shouted together, wielding their sharp longswords, aiming to strike at Eric's head. Although their attack was fierce, it brought a strong wind.

But Eric knew that these people should only be Bronze Knights, because they did not emit Qi, relying only on physical strength to attack.

For such opponents, Eric couldn't be bothered to take a look at them. As the five two-handed swords were just raised, he had already silently cast five Qi Shields.

The Qi Shields not only had protective power, but also had a powerful function under Eric's exquisite control - knocking people out!

For Eric, who didn't want to harm lives, knocking out opponents was the best choice. Although Eric had dozens of ways to make people faint, the Qi Shield was undoubtedly the most effortless.

Seeing their comrades inexplicably faint, the seven knights who followed the five Bronze Knights were slightly panicked. Before they could dodge, the seven unpredictable Qi Shields had already smashed towards them.

The seven of them fell almost simultaneously, unable to even swing their swords!

After quickly dealing with these forty to fifty people, Eric noticed that the second wave of reinforcements was also approaching. Without much thought, Eric casually smashed six more Qi Shields.

However, this time the Qi Shields were ineffective. The six knights who were hit emitted a white light, and their figures only paused slightly, with no other adverse reactions.

Eric suddenly realized that this white light neutralized the Qi Shield. It was Qi!

In this case, this second wave of reinforcements had at least several Silver-level knights...

It was very likely that all these people were Silver Knights, just like the first wave of reinforcements were all Bronze Knights!

More than twenty knights all activated their Qi, enveloped in a white light, wielding their heavy two-handed swords, shouting and charging towards Eric.

Eric smiled faintly, and with a roar, he let out a loud "Lion's Roar"!

His sudden roar was loud and intimidating.

The lights distorted, and the earth trembled.

And facing the Silver Knights charging towards him, they felt their eardrums being torn apart, screaming in pain and stopping in their tracks, holding their heads.

Just as the roar sounded, Eric cast dozens of Qi Shields, smashing them towards the deafened knights.

And at this moment, the Silver Knights, where could they maintain their Qi?

In just a blink of an eye, more than twenty top-notch Silver Knights all fainted to the ground!

Eric continued to advance, using Qi Shields and Lion's Roar to deal with his opponents. In less than ten minutes, he had already reached the gate of the White House.

Here, a group of knights stood, led by three of them.

One was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, exuding a cold and stern aura. Another was a proud young man with golden hair, and the last one was a chubby man who looked extremely foolish.

Eric walked over, glanced at them indifferently, and calmly said, "Summon your Countess..."

"Is our Pearl someone you, an unknown person, can summon at will?" The proud young man sneered disdainfully.

Eric shook his head. As if talking to himself, he said, "If you beat the dog, the master should show up, right?"

The proud young man's eyes narrowed. He was about to retort, but the cold middle-aged man beside him stopped him and said in a deep voice, "Enough talk, let's get started!"

Before his words landed, the three of them attacked Eric simultaneously.

The middle-aged man used a Turkish scimitar and made a fierce and powerful sweeping attack, with such momentum that he seemed determined to split Eric in half with one blow.

The proud young man used a rapier, and the blade trembled, flashing into thousands of green lights. They poured towards Eric like a torrential rain.

The chubby man, on the other hand, wielded a giant double-handed axe. With a sudden strike, the strong wind mixed with dust, like a sandstorm!

The flashes of the blades, the shadows of the swords, and the force of the axe, almost intertwined and struck at the moment of a breath, leaving no gap for dodging, like a web of death!

Unfortunately, for Eric, a superhuman with the dual strength of a saintly mage and a pre-heaven expert, the net of death was a bit too large. He effortlessly dodged it.

If Eric didn't want to see the difference between Western Qi and Celestia's Qi, they would have been dealt with long ago.

Feeling frustrated that all their attacks were in vain, the proud young man shouted angrily, "Do you have any knightly spirit left? If you're a hero, don't hide like a mouse, fight us fair and square!"

Upon hearing this, Eric couldn't help but roll his eyes and calmly said, "Whether I am a hero or not is not for you to decide! Besides, I am not a knight, why should I possess knightly spirit?"

The proud young man was already frustrated from the fight and hearing Eric's sarcastic words, he couldn't help but shout, his eyes bloodshot, and his rapier suddenly swept out, like a waterfall pouring down, fiercely and torrentially, with golden sword energy swirling around, so majestic and fierce, sweeping towards Eric!

Cooperating with his attack, the cold middle-aged man and the chubby man gritted their teeth, roaring and unleashing their full power.

In an instant, the blade qi and axe force surged, and the sky and earth changed color.

The curved and flat blade shadows rose, and under the roaring sound that seemed like the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, they seemed to be lingering clouds and mist, bringing an astonishing pressure, and suddenly pressed towards Eric!

Although the attacks of the three were spectacular, Eric still saw many flaws. He moved like flowing clouds and drifting water, with his figure shifting and flying, evading the eyes of the onlookers.

After a few minutes of fighting, Eric had a rough estimate of the strength of the three opponents. They were definitely Gold-level knights, and their martial arts were truly amazing.

Because Western Qi and Chinese internal energy were more focused on combat, strictly speaking, the attack power of these Gold Knights was even higher than that of first-class masters.

However, relying on these three people alone did not make Eric cautious and focused. It was only when he was distracted that Eric noticed a figure, a figure protected by four Gold Knights.

If he guessed correctly, the figure hiding behind the stone pillar should be the main person Eric was looking for—Count Kulisenu Broumell!