Your Royal Highness, I will eventually save you!

She blinked: "Aren't you afraid that my sister will sell you?"

Litton shrugged: "If you dare to sell, I will take you back and lock you up in the basement."

Steele chuckled: "Finally, I don't pretend."

Litton grinned: "Senior Sister Steele, I have never pretended, I am a Sequence Nine, and I have never concealed it, it is just that you think too highly of me and have been wasting time with me, so I will do it when the time comes." Trading at a loss is not worth the loss.”

His voice paused, and then he continued: "I promise to stand on your side in the future, but the price I ask for is a sum of money, and to me, this sum of money is not very important, I want One of your favors."

Steele gave him a meaningful look: "Primary boy, you are more greedy than I imagined. A favor from a businessman costs a lot, and my sister dare not agree to it casually."

Litton thought for a while, and replied with a smile: "I don't think this favor is a big deal compared with the entire Atilante family. .”

"Primary boy, you hide it so deeply. I never thought you could see such a thing." A dazzling light flashed across Steele's seductive noble purple pupils, and her voice was slightly charming.

Litton slowly showed a harmless smile.

There is no explanation.

At present, it is meaningless to pretend to be like this in front of Steele. It is better to have a frank talk. Moreover, judging from the current performance of the former, it is only beneficial to him and not harmful.

"My sister has to think about this matter again, but I'd better change her clothes now and prepare for the party later." Steele blinked, "But there is one thing I'm a little curious about."

"what's up?"

"How did you meet Her Highness Funier?"

"Today is the first official meeting between Your Highness and I."

"In other words, there was an informal meeting?"

"..."

......

From time to time.

Outside the city, as night fell, a black shadow flitted across the tall and green forests. The silvery night light gradually swayed down. The black shadow stood on the tree trunk, and a delicate and pretty face like white jade slowly appeared. After coming out, Hilarina looked forward, her feet touched the ground, and the whole person immediately stopped in front of a lake.

in front of the lake.

There were a total of six or seven people and inside an iron cage. Inside the iron cage, a middle-aged woman whose appearance was seven to eight points similar to her was dizzy inside. Her face was very pale and she looked very weak. , her thin body was tied with a thick iron chain connected to the iron cage.

Blake, dressed in extravagant and brightly colored clothes, slowly turned his head to look at Hilarina who stood in front of him with a cold expression. The corner of his mouth slightly outlined a cruel arc: "Hilarina, you are finally here, I almost killed you!" I can't help but move..."

......

Aristocratic district, in a villa

in the room.

Doris closed her eyes and sat in front of the small table. The bright golden ring around her body was shining brightly, and bursts of pure magic power were being absorbed and merged into the golden ring.

quite a while.

She opened her eyes slowly.

A pair of deep, bright golden pupils opened in the room as dazzling as the sun.

Chapter 45

The night is deep.

In a magnificent villa, dazzling lights are hung from the ceiling, and the dazzling lights illuminate the entire hall, and the tables are filled with exquisite pastries, wines and delicacies.

Litton sat casually in a corner where no one was paying attention.

Surrounding the hall is a self-contained circle of nobles, in groups of three or five, social etiquette is a basic course for nobles, talking and laughing happily, and the surrounding decorations are resplendent and even a little dazzling, given that the Royal Academy follows the royal family's ancestral training, and This villa is only two or 300 meters away from the Royal Academy.

And he seemed a little out of place.

He changed into a bright and bright aristocratic formal attire, but among the aristocrats, some people's circles can't squeeze in at will without changing their clothes. Even if he wins in the competition, no one sends him invitations or olive branches, let alone him It is a student of Deep Blue Academy, not a member of their Royal Academy.

A charming chuckle sounded in his ears.

Litton turned his head.

Steele was sitting beside him, wrapped in a long black hazy dress, with tall breasts, leaning lazily on the table, letting her breasts squeeze into a flat shape, her lower abdomen and It seems that the snow-white skin inside can be vaguely seen on the arms, and there is a faint temptation, coupled with her lazy look, it makes people have an involuntary impulse to be distracted.

Steele leaned back slightly, and the tall breasts that were originally squeezed on the table stood upright, trembling slightly, she said with a chuckle, "Is this party a little different from what you imagined?"

"A bit."

Litton shrugged, then glanced around: "Sister Steele, don't you need to deal with other people to build a good relationship?"

Steele raised his hand.

She held up a glass of red wine, took a sip, smiled slightly, a light blush appeared on her snow-white pretty face, which was astonishing and demon-like, and she looked very seductive: "There is nothing to talk about at first, and what's more, with these people It's too boring to be together, and it's not as interesting as being with elementary school students."

Litton looked around and laughed at himself: "Is it interesting to stay here in the corner with me?"

Steele smiled mysteriously: "The interesting thing is still to come."

The figure of the third princess, Princess Furnell, suddenly flashed in Litton's mind, but the next moment, he was the first to be interrupted by a voice. He subconsciously raised his eyes, and a petite girl was standing there. In front of her, she was wrapped in a platinum long dress, which was tightly attached to her delicate body, emphasizing the curves of her figure, and the size of her still developing breasts also set off a rather charming charm.

Carrie smiled sweetly: "Brother Litton, can I sit down?"

Litton was stunned for a moment, and then took a deep look at her. He didn't expect that she would find her, and he shrugged and replied, "Anything you want."

Steele took a sip of the red wine, and the scarlet liquid stuck to the corner of her mouth. She gently wiped it off with her thumb, raised her chin slightly and looked at her with some disdain: "Little sister, you just took the initiative to post it so hard. Come up, have you taken a fancy to my little man?"

Carrie was taken aback.

She looked at Litton in a little surprise: "Brother Litton, is this golden flower from Atirantes your girlfriend?"

Litton was speechless.

Just about to explain.

But soon she understood the meaning of Steele's words. She knew that she didn't want anyone to miss her or become conspicuous, so she was shielding him from unnecessary trouble... Leigh He suddenly turned his thoughts, but did not explain, but asked with a slight smile: "Miss Carrie, what's the matter for coming to see me at this time?"

Carrie didn't ask the question deeply, but smiled: "Brother Litton, I just want to know what method you used to block my Nether Flame. This is the first time I have seen a sequence comparison. People who are inferior to me can resist."

"Maybe it's my luck. It just so happens that my body is stronger and I carried it down."

Litton gave an ambiguous answer in a perfunctory manner. Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to blow up his secret. Doris's shared talent elemental immunity is extremely effective, as long as it is not higher than Sequence 7, all elemental attacks can Immunity, and he also used this characteristic to surprise out and end the competition. If Kari used the purest consumption, he might have to spend a lot of effort.

Carrie pursed her lips slightly, obviously seeing that he was perfunctory, but due to the aristocratic elegance and etiquette that she had learned since she was a child, she didn't go any further. She exchanged simple greetings, and then her companion came to call her. Only then did he say goodbye politely and turned back to the circle of nobles.

"Reluctant?"

Steele gave him a sideways glance, and said straight to the point: "Don't look at her as if a companion came over and called out before leaving. She should have communicated with her a long time ago. If you don't get any meaningful news from you, just call her." Get away, the little fox is cunning, if you don't cast bait, he won't be touched by you, but fortunately, you didn't misunderstand my sister's good intentions."

Litton shrugged.

No explanation.

In fact, he doesn't have any feelings for Carrie. Under the influence of Miss Angel's beauty over time, his aesthetics have improved a lot, and compared to Carrie's petite figure, he prefers sexy big girls with long legs. elder sister.

A thought here.

He couldn't help looking at Steele, who looked extraordinarily delicate and enchanting under the hazy long black dress. He was about to speak, but soon stopped, and Litton pursed his lips slightly.

"I think it's time to go," he said suddenly.

"Is there something urgent?" Steele asked with a little regret in his purple eyes.

"almost."

Litton got up slowly, and glanced around the living room a little casually: "And I've already appeared at the party, so it's meaningless to stay here any longer."

Steele thought for a while and asked, "Do you need me to go with you?"

Litton glanced at her, and generally knew that she was implying that her identity could solve a large part of the matter, but after thinking about it, he refused: "No, it's just a small matter."

Steele quietly watched him gradually disappear into the hall. After a while, a stunning figure of the world came in wrapped in an elegant red dress, attracting the attention of the audience. Dressed in exquisite makeup, it was the third princess, Princess Funier. Her clear eyes inadvertently darted to every corner of the hall, as if she was looking for something.

......

And came out of the villa.

The night is dark.

The silver moon hangs in the night sky, and a dark cloud slowly covers it, as if covering the earth with a dark coat. As the dark cloud covering the silver moon disappears, the night shines down again. A woman in a black robe The black shadow followed closely behind him like a shadow, and the black robe was lifted slightly by the breeze. Under the black robe, a face that was all over the world was slowly revealed, and the deep golden pupils were like candles in the dark night. shining brightly.

Chapter 46 Give You a Hand

under the night sky.

Litton slightly turned his head to look at Doris, who was looking at him with golden pupils who were keenly aware of the fire. Just as he turned his head, the golden pupils were staring at him, shining brightly. Dazzling like a deep sun.

"What happened to her?" Litton stared at her for a while, and then asked slowly.

"Ah."

Doris nodded lightly, and Joan hummed softly in her nose.

Litton sighed.

Sure enough, something went wrong.

He had already talked to Miss Angel about paying attention to his maid Hilarina during this period of time, and immediately notified himself if something happened, but he just withdrew after receiving a notification from Miss Angel at the party.

He did not agree to follow Steele.

In the final analysis, the reason is that he is wary of Steele. Whether it is about Doris or what is about to happen later, he does not really want to be witnessed by other irrelevant people.

He let the matter of Hilarina develop largely because there was no good solution. The changes in the plot and the world line caused the Tomb Wolf Mercenary Group to almost kill Hilarina. He was not sure what happened next. Whether there will be changes and develop towards things that deviate from your own cognition, you can only let things develop.

"Doris, do you know her location?" Litton asked.

"Outside the city, it's about thirty miles north from here." Doris closed her eyes slightly, opened them again after a while, and said slowly in her magnetic voice.

"Can you sense whether her life is in danger?" Litton asked again.

"Not yet."

Doris's deep golden pupils revealed a hint of impenetrability, which was completely opposite to the low-key he always emphasized. She looked at him and asked, "Do you want to save her?"

Litton looked very helpless: "There is no way, she died on the first day of work, my money is wasted, and she still owes us a thousand gold coins, it's all money. "

Doris paused.

No more questions.