Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 290: Banquet (Part )

Walking to the second floor, some ministers in the crowd hurried to catch up, while other nobles of lower status stayed where they were, feeling relieved, fortunately escaping the purgatory-like torture that followed.

Xia Shou followed Charlie up the stairs and warned Su Weiyu, "Stay away from me. If a fight breaks out, you might be affected. Just stand by and watch for an opportunity. If there's an opportunity, take action. If there's no opportunity, just wait. I can handle it myself."

After experiencing the battle with the Viscount of the Vampire Clan, Xia Shou knew very well that it would be difficult for Su Weiyu to be of any help in the melee.

The physical characteristics of vampires make it extremely difficult to kill them in one go, which in turn weakens Su Weiyu's assassination ability.

The vampire's high-speed fighting style is too swift and violent. Even if they can't see Su Weiyu and are just fighting him, they may hurt Su Weiyu during the high-speed movement. If the opponent's ability happens to be a range move like the last vampire, then the probability of Su Weiyu being accidentally injured is almost 100%.

Xia Shou didn't think that there would be a conflict with the royal blood clan this time, but if a conflict really occurred, it would definitely be a melee.

When going upstairs, Charlie suddenly asked: "I heard that you are from a place called Daming?"

Xia Shou nodded: "That's right."

"But the possessed spirit behind you seems to be from our side." Charlie asked casually.

Xia Shou threw out the excuse he had prepared long ago: "I met her when I first arrived on this continent. Later, due to many coincidences, she became my possessed spirit. It can be said to be fate."

"Really? What can she do?" Charlie asked with a smile.

"You can do me a small favor, such as making tea for me." Xia Shou replied.

This high and mighty king seemed to be very interested in Alice.

There was a warm and excited noise coming from upstairs, as if hundreds of people were cheering in a narrow space. Everyone followed the passing people and walked through the dim corridor. The door at the end was slowly opened by two waiters in black. The heat of sweat and blood gushed out from the gap of the door, and the vibrant heat wave brushed across Xia Shou's face.

The cheers behind the door became clearer and louder. Xia Shou couldn't help but wonder if the other side was the circus performance the other party mentioned?

Below is a specially enclosed huge basin like a Colosseum. In it, you can see more than a dozen humans holding various weapons, fighting wits and courage with a sturdy blood slave in the rock maze. The blood slave's feet are restrained by black iron shackles, and he can only crawl in the maze with his hands.

This created a delicate balance in the battle between humans and blood slaves.

"I heard that you are an official there?" Charlie stared at Xia Shou with his bright eyes, and the smile on his face was a bit creepy.

Xia Shou nodded quietly.

"What does it do?"

"Protect the emperor. The emperor is the same person as your majesty." Xia Shou said in a literary manner. Even when using English, he distinguished his terms from those of the local natives, making himself act like a real foreigner from the details.

"Then why did you come here? This place is not close to your place. I have never heard of the Ming Dynasty."

"Before arriving here, people over there had never heard of Great Britain or the British Empire." Xia Shou was not to be outdone, trying his best to act like a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty.

Duke George, who had been waiting on the side, froze when he heard this. He didn't even know how to make amends for Xia Shou.

Saying such things is like dancing on a tiger's ass, shaving a lion's head, or pulling out an elephant's teeth! This was the second time this ignorant man had offended their king, and he had no idea how serious the consequences would be.

But shockingly, Charlie was even calmer than the first time.

This time, his expression didn't even change. Instead, he smiled and nodded, looking at this mysterious foreigner with even more curiosity.

"You have a good relationship with the Guzman family. How did you two know each other?" Charlie asked.

Guzman is the family name that Currid and his friends used as disguise. In their external personas, Tobeka, Currid, and Jack are a family, and Xia Shou is a good friend of the Guzman family.

"Mr. Guzman and I met in a dream," Xia Shou said.

This lie is perfect. The extraordinary people have never stopped their research on the Root Sea. Dreams have always been a mysterious, deep and unknown area for the extraordinary people. Anything can happen in dreams, and the reality is indeed so. The origins of countless extraordinary things come from dreams.

It is not impossible that two ordinary people in two continents that have never intersected and in two strange countries that have never seen each other get to know each other through dreams. At least this statement has no loopholes.

At this point in the conversation, Xia Shou had already heard the king's doubts about his identity.

Xia Shou began to have a headache.

What on earth does this person want to do?
"That's really interesting. On behalf of Britain, I welcome you, our foreign friend." Charlie said with a smile.

This sentence made a minister who followed Charles feel relieved. He laughed happily and echoed: "In Britain, you will definitely see things that you have never seen in your country."

As soon as the minister finished speaking, Charlie's hand stretched out like lightning, without even a trace of air movement. His arm disappeared for a moment, like a phantom, and then the minister's head appeared in Charlie's hand.

The head was still alive, with a terrified expression on its face, and blood was gushing out of its headless neck. The cheers of the audience who had been attracted by the beast fighting show suddenly quieted down.

"What's wrong? Is today's show not interesting? I designed this maze myself." Charlie looked at the crowd and let out a short strange laugh. The nobles immediately turned their eyes to the Colosseum and cheered in cold sweat.

Duke George stood obediently aside, pretending he saw nothing, and let the scalding blood rain soak his formal dress.

Charlie spread out his palms flat, lifted up the minister's head, and let the minister's face face Xia Shou. The mouth of the head was still opening and closing, and the corners of the mouth were trying to rise, smiling flatteringly, as if he wanted to say something.

Charlie raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Shou, then asked with a smile, “What is he talking about?”

Xia Shou couldn't stand the pressure anymore. This king was a complete lunatic!

What was he trying to say? He was just a mortal, and they were all high-level vampires. What was his purpose? Why did he have to beat around the bush and be so coy and unwilling to speak?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being blunt. If you have nothing else to say, can you please let me go?"

Charlie was stunned, opened his mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The knife-like nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose made him look like an angry devil.

After a long while, he said, "I want to ask you, what do you want to do in this country?"

(End of this chapter)