Master Overlord - Chapter 373

“Bitch, you’re crazy!”

Exclaimed bazaar, completely without the respectful appearance of her former maid.

“You’re just my double. Do you really think your last name is Bilson? You’re crazy! What daydream you’re doing! You’re just a slave of our family, a slave! You’re ISA, a slave, ISA! How dare you instigate me like this, you bitch! Did you drive the wild people crazy! What you said was what I did to you, you’re ISA, recognize your identity!”

Bazaar doesn’t know if she’s crazy or pretending to be crazy, but she’s going crazy!

The little bitch, Issa, dared to instruct her so casually, dress her, serve her dinner, comb her hair, and completely regarded herself as her maid!

And she even called her “Issa” and shouted around, as if she had really become a miss of the Bilson family, and she had become a cheap maid Issa – who is Issa – herself!

Damn it, this damn bitch, how dare she forget her identity!

“Issa, are you crazy?” looking at the ferocious Basha, Issa said in shock and anger. “How dare you speak to me like this? I’ll punish you, you little bitch. I’ll let my father put you in the dungeon! Don’t admit your mistake and never think of it!”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” when she looked at Issa, who was still imitating herself, she was filled with a trace of fear and shouted, “You bitch, bitch! There’s no one here, no one! Stop pretending. Just because you want to be a noble lady, I’m Bertha Bilson! Your father is an arsonist, your mother is a whore in a brothel, and you’re a bastard sold, bitch! Bitch!”

Basha roared, as if this could dispel the fear in her heart. She stared at Issa, eager to see her tear off her disguise and recognize her identity.

But Issa is still acting.

“Issa, are you really crazy?” Issa looked at her in surprise, “How can you have such a dangerous idea! Issa, my father paid for you from slave traders. How dare you think so, Issa, you are just a slave. You are my maid. Issa, have you forgotten your origin? You shouldn’t forget. Don’t I remind you often, Issa…”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”

Bazaar shouted madly, “isa” made her crazy. In front of her, the woman wanted to replace her and steal her name and identity!

“You bitch, bitch! You’re just a substitute, you’re isa! You can’t fool me no matter how you pretend. Look at your dress, just like your humble blood. You only deserve to be a wild woman, a humble maid! That’s my father. Don’t pretend, I know you’re not crazy, you’re not crazy! You want to revenge me, revenge me, right? You just want to revenge me! You want to be me , you’re jealous of me! But you can’t think of it. You’re only qualified to do it all your life… ”

“Pa!”

A loud slap in the face of bazaar.

For a moment, she stopped shouting angrily and looked at Issa in a daze, as if she had forgotten the pain.

“You… You hit me, you dare to hit me!”

After returning to her senses, bazaar immediately screamed and opened her hands to teach the bitch in front of her.

But a dagger touched her chest.

Issa held the dagger tightly, and her face was no longer happy and cheerful, but changed into a sarcastic look.

“Miss bazaar.” she smiled and said in a soft tone, “instead of you, didn’t you let me do it? I did well. What’s the matter with you now? Why are you shouting?”

Basha’s chest fluctuated, and her eyes looked at Issa with a trace of timidity. The dagger moved slowly up to her throat, and the cold steel made her subconsciously retreat.

“You, you…”

“Me?” isa approached step by step, staring at her timid eyes, “What’s the matter with me? I’m Issa. Don’t you know me? What’s this look? Are you afraid? I’m a slave of your Bilson family. My father is an arsonist, my mother is a prostitute, and I’m a hybrid maid. I can be beaten and scolded by you and put in a dark and dirty dungeon. Are you afraid of me now?”

“No, no!” bazaar retreated again and again. Fear made her want to beg for mercy, but before she could make a sound, Issa interrupted her again.

“Does this dagger look good?” isa put a little effort on her hand and let the cold dagger stick tightly to her throat. “Answer me, does it look good?”

“OK… Nice.”

Issa smiled and said slowly, “this is a gift from TUTA. On the night I was taken away, he galloped like a horse under the witness of the stars and the earth. Then we hugged each other and he gave me this dagger!”

“Yes… Sorry, I…”

Isa shook her head and continued to ask, “does my dress look good?”

Bazaar looked down at the sleeveless painted leather coat on her upper body.

This is a typical service of the fire worship department. It may be calf leather. The tanning technology is extremely rough. Maybe it is cooked and dried, and then it is cut into exposed clothes. Both sides are connected with belts. Standing aside, you can clearly see the snow-white bulge.

“It’s beautiful! Especially… Especially the color painting of the flame on it.” bazaar racked her brains to come up with a compliment.

“How about your old dress?”

Your clothes are shit! Bazaar thought, but said, “of course your dress is more beautiful than all my skirts.”

“That’s it?”

Issa pushed Basha back with her hands until she tripped over a stone, screamed and fell to the ground before she put down the dagger.

“Is that all you can think of?” isa held the dagger and looked down at her. “Yes, you are a proud noble lady. You have been tired of listening to the praise of the people around you since you were born. You never have to bother about such a thing, but… Why!”

Isa pointed the dagger at her on the ground, her body trembled slightly, and her face became ferocious: “just because of your beautiful face? Just because you have a good father? Just because you chose a good stomach to climb out?”

“One of these is yours!”

“You can beat and scold me because you had a nightmare; you can burn my hair because your clothes are wrinkled; you can put me in a dungeon because you are in a bad mood; you can make me up as a clown for fun and make everyone laugh… Why!”

“What do you think the people in the castle think of you? Noble, elegant, beautiful, smart? Don’t dream! You idiot, the servants say you are a vicious bitch who makes trouble for people. You are a respectful stable boy, and you want to put his work into your mouth!”

Isa angrily denounced, venting all the accumulated dissatisfaction and hatred: “now that you don’t have the name of bazaar Bilson, who can see that you are a noble lady? With your elegant and noble temperament? With your beautiful face? Or with your smart mind? You’re nothing!”

“Even those civilians who have seen you in the past, when they see you wearing this dress, they only think you are my maid! They don’t remember your appearance at all. They only remember your luxurious dress. They only remember that a girl named Bilson and named Bassa is a noble lady! Now, I am Bassa Bilson! You are just a humble maid who is greedy for life and afraid of death and won’t do anything!”

Basha fell to the ground and looked at the crazy Isha in front of her. She never knew that the servants in the castle looked at her like this, and the pockmarked stable brother like a fat pig.

“Why, you’re too scared to speak by the truth? What’s worse, the vicious language you’ve never heard before!” continued Issa, “You will, I will, noble etiquette, the knowledge taught by the bachelor, what you can do, I can do, and what I can do, you can’t do anything! Without your father, your luxurious skirt and knight guard, and the surname Bilson, you are nothing!”

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