Unspeakable bubbles

“I have already said that we do not object to your desire to mend relations with the grasslands.”

"See? Haven't we already understood you?"

"..."

Before William could speak, Orlando continued, "Besides, are you really here to negotiate, or to exert pressure?"

"What are you saying!"

William said unhappily, "Please don't be prejudiced from the start. William has come with sincerity."

"Oh?"

Orlando gave a smile that William couldn't help but find malicious: "If you were truly sincere, why did you bring this grassland man along?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the bewildered little girl: "Send her back now, and I'll talk to you!"

"nonsense!"

William roared, "Countess Yog is a true Thane noblewoman! Look into her eyes, look..."

“Of course I don’t doubt Count Yog’s bloodline, but I’m afraid she might be a prairie dog in disguise,” Orlando said sinisterly.

"Um, let's not fight."

At this moment, the little girl spoke up: "Earl Orlando, Bubble wants to talk to you."

'I don't want to talk to you!'

"Ok!"

As soon as the words were spoken, not only William and the others, but even Orlando himself was stunned.

Section 575, Chapter 574: A Fateful Connection with My Teaching

'W-what happened?'

Orlando stared blankly at the little girl, his face pale.

A single sentence could interfere with one's mental state?

Even in complete darkness, it's impossible!

'Evil God, I have given everything to my Lord!!!'

Orlando roared inwardly as he stared at the little girl without moving.

"Let's go inside."

"Oh," Orlando turned around and welcomed the group into the mansion.

"..."

"Your Excellency, are you feeling unwell?"

Orlando's face was so pale it was alarming. William couldn't help but say, "If you're really not feeling well, why don't we come another day?"

It's alright.

Orlando composed himself, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the little girl: "As expected of the leader of the extraterrestrial race, what secret technique was that just now?"

"Huh?" The little girl looked puzzled.

Stop pretending!

Orlando suddenly flew into a rage: "If it weren't for some secret technique, would I submit to you on my own?!"

'What a madman from Tantric Buddhism!'

What do you mean by that?

“My Lord Earl, I don’t think today is a good day for a chat. Let’s visit another day.”

Carmen chuckled and subtly pulled the little girl along.

"Want to go?"

Orlando sneered without saying a word, but stepped in front of the group.

"Hahaha, Orlando, what are you doing?"

Even though we didn't bring Agudamu today because of his sensitive status, we still have a peerless expert on our side!

"Leader, Orlando is having a relapse. Please let him lie down and rest."

William looked at the little girl, his expression full of confidence.

"Um, Orlando, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm in good health, thank you for your concern."

"..."

"......"

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone looked at Orlando as if they were looking at a mental patient.

Orlando's face turned pale and then flushed; he felt like he was being toyed with by this evil god.

Even with the facts right in front of him, Orlando still couldn't believe it!

"This is simply impossible. Calm down, calm down."

Orlando tapped his head, oblivious to everyone around him: "My body and soul have been dedicated to my Lord, and the evil god's magic cannot control me."

"So, don't be fooled by the appearance of 'Mahakala'!"

"Is it not a secret technique of an evil god, but rather, the mystery of an unparalleled powerhouse?"

"The previous intelligence was wrong; the Dark Lord is actually from the mystical side..."

"Is her mystery a way of forcing others to obey?"

Orlando nodded and shook his head intermittently.

"That's not right either. When I answered just now, I didn't feel forced at all."

"She asked me if I was feeling unwell, and I answered naturally."

"What exactly is this mystery?" Orlando kept muttering to himself.

'Coming here to meet him today was a complete mistake. Orlando really is a madman.' William didn't even bother to say hello.

He leaned closer to the little girl and said in a low voice, "Leader, let's go back. Let's not bother with a madman."

“Your Grace, I am not insane.”

Orlando shook his head solemnly: "I am the one who holds the truth."

"..."

“Count Yog, you are so different from others. Perhaps I have misunderstood something.”

Orlando said thoughtfully, "After setting aside my preconceived notions, I actually find you to be a... kind person?"

"Haha, based on this alone, I can be certain that you are destined to join our sect!"

"Ah, our meeting was destined, guided by chaos."

Orlando relaxed completely and made a 'please' gesture.

"How about we go inside and have a cup of hot tea, then we can chat at our leisure?"

'Who wants to talk to a lunatic like you!'

Just as William was thinking this, he heard the little girl say with a smile, "Do you have juice? Bubble wants to drink juice."

"Yes, yes, yes, I have all kinds of drinks."

Seeing that the little girl showed no sign of leaving, William and Carmen had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

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"Your Grace, what are these people doing here?"

Looking at William's guards, Orlando frowned: "Get them out of here. Too many strangers in one room are making me feel uneasy."

“Duke William, and you—Carmen.”

"You two can stay with the Earl. Everyone else, get out of here!"

William remained unmoved.

“It’s okay, William. Orlando wasn’t lying. He really does get really irritable when there are a lot of people around.”

"There are bubbles here, let them go out."

"Well, with you here, we really don't need them..."

William waved his hand: "You, step back!"

After all the guards left, Orlando's expression softened considerably.

“Your Grace, this room is very special. Once your guards leave, they can’t get back in.”

"You're definitely up to no good!"

"No, I just wanted to take a test."

Orlando looked at Bubble with a smile: "Your Excellency, may I ask you a question? Did I lie just now?"

"Haha, it's not good to lie." The little girl shook her head.

"As expected, you can see through the lie."

"Yes, Bubble hates lying."

"...Your Excellency, there are very few people as honest as you!"

"If you are honest with me, I will be honest with you."

"Oh, this is good!" The little girl smiled.

“Excuse me, Earl Orlando, I have a question to ask,” Carmen suddenly spoke up.