Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

The entanglement of clouds and rain, the instant greed for pleasure. The other side of the dream, falling into the quagmire.

Acknowledge your loneliness, and keep sobriety as your companion. No longer alone, keep me company.

Forget, forget, forget everything, sway with my rhythm. Sway, sway, sway again, a faint light.

Everything is the same, all the world is confused. Desire fills the skin, fleeing on the edge of dreams..."

"Pfft~"

Hard work will eventually pay off, just like Harris's hard work in singing helped Ron successfully break through Penny's defense. Afterwards, Harris should be given the first place in terms of rewards, and Ron was willing to give him a hat as a reward.

Sure enough, there are still many good people in this world.

"Ron~"

The girl's eyes were moist and her little face was flushed as if she was drunk.

Ron patted the girl's buttocks and said, "Tell him to speak louder. The practice has officially begun."

"Good~"

Penny responded softly at first, then she raised her voice and said, "Your Highness, please speak louder, otherwise..."

She didn't finish her sentence, leaving behind the half sentence "Otherwise Ron wouldn't move."

With joy in his heart, Harris silently raised his voice: "The petals are falling, like the sound under the clouds..."

"Snapped!"

The sound of the sword breaking through the wind blended into the rhythm of the song. Immersed in it, Harris did not notice anything unusual for the time being.

However, as time passed, the sound of the sword breaking through the wind became faster and louder, and along with it came the sound of Penny's sweaty breathing.

"Miss Petunia, are you okay now?"

Harris swallowed and said, feeling his voice was almost hoarse after singing it three times in a row.

Petunia changed her position and lay on the table with her back to Ron, and said with difficulty: "Not yet. Your Highness, please try harder. Your singing is my motivation for sword practice. Without you, I will have much less motivation.

Please, Your Highness!"

Harris heard the joy in Penny's words, and in order to leave a good impression on her, he sang again.

He believed that Penny would be moved by him.

He is only so attentive when it comes to Penny. If it were any other common girl, he might have just kidnapped her and taken her home. As a prince, the rules cannot bind him.

But Penny is different, she is the daughter of the Duke and has a high status.

"Pfft~"

The remaining aftereffects reduced the difficulty of the second practice, and Ron only used 30% of his strength to reach the utopia.

The difference was that this time he could teach the girl the technique freely while spanking her butt to teach her a lesson.

He had to make Penny remember what strength and angle he liked.

After more than ten minutes, Harris stopped singing before Penny became dehydrated. He had reached his limit.

"Um... Miss Petunia, can I see you?"

He asked again, and at this moment he was like a fish dying of thirst.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Along with Penny's sweet voice, there was a rustling sound in the room.

"Okay, come in."

Soon, Penny, with beads of sweat on her forehead, opened the door.

With just one glance, Harris saw Ron sitting at the table and sipping tea leisurely.

"Why are you here?!"

The people of Harris were dumbfounded.

Chapter 47 Your fiancée is very good

"Your Highness sings beautifully. Maybe he will become a world-famous singer in the future."

Ron praised Harris' singing and said that there would be no need to worry about the latter's singing talent.

"How will you be here?"

Harris was stunned, his eyes shifting between Ron and Penny.

He recalled those strange moans and a bad guess came to his mind. Could it be that they had just done that kind of thing in the room?

The second prince didn't want to believe it, but the blush on Penny's face and the sweat on her forehead confirmed his guess, especially the continuous popping sounds which were like a thorn in his heart.

If he became the one who sang to entertain Ron, he would become the biggest joke in the world.

He sniffed carefully and found that there was no strange smell in the air, so his nervous heart calmed down.

This must be an illusion. How could Petunia do something like that with Ron?

How could a mere down-and-out baron be worthy of Penny?

"I wanted to talk to Miss Penny about the mineral vein, but by chance I ran into her practicing swordplay, so I waited here for a while."

Ron took a sip of tea with a smile on his face: "Her sword dance is really beautiful. It would be great if I could watch it every day."

"Your Highness, please come and have a cup of tea. I think you must be thirsty."

With a slightly stiff movement, Penny poured Harris a cup of tea.

At this time, she retained her consciousness, but her body was under Ron's control. In order to prevent Harris from smelling some strange smell, she could only keep her legs tightly together.

The feeling of not having control over her body made her feel both strange and excited, as if it had opened the door to a new world.

"Thank you, Miss Petunia, you are such a kind person."

With a dry mouth, Harris walked to the table and took a big gulp of drink. What he needed most was water.

Out of trust in Penny, he didn't even think about whether there was poison in the tea.

When the dryness in his mouth was relieved to a certain extent, he sat opposite Ron, put the gift box on the table and asked, "I seemed to hear some strange noises just now. Can you two help me solve this puzzle?

I think that ordinary sword practice would not make such a sound. Rather than practicing swords, it is more like... and it is irrational for two single men and women to be in the same room, which will inevitably lead to gossip. "

After calming down, Harris suppressed his emotions and pushed the box in front of Penny, saying, "Sir Ron may not know that I came here today to propose to Miss Penny, and the result should be no suspense.

So I hope Sir Ron can behave like a gentleman and stay away from her, otherwise it might affect your reputation if it gets out."

Ron propped his chin with one hand: "If I don't care about my reputation at all, then how should His Royal Highness deal with it?"

"Insanity!"

Harris slammed the table and roared, "Who gave you the nerve to talk to me like that! You are just a mere baron, but I am the future heir of the kingdom. I can deprive you of your title with just one word!"

Seeing this, Penny frowned and said, "Your Highness, if you want to lose your temper in my house, then please leave. Mr. Ron is my guest, you can't be rude to him."

"This...I...he..."

Harris felt very aggrieved after being scolded by Penny. He was clearly standing up for her but ended up being the sinner. He wondered if it was worth it.

Penny, who is good at acting, took this opportunity to secretly hint to him through lip language: "It's all about the mineral vein."

Harris' eyes flashed, and he understood everything.

Yes, he had wronged Penny. Family always came first in her heart.

Yesterday she accepted Ron's invitation in order to alienate the eldest princess and Ron, so today she can also please Ron for the sake of the mineral vein.

This explanation seems reasonable, but how to explain the sounds in the room?

"Snapped!"

As if to dispel his doubts, Penny, seeing his eyes, picked up the sword on the table and swung it, and a strange sound came from the blade.

There is a story behind the skills of a fourth-level swordsman. She set a precedent that cannot be explained by magic.

All of the Second Prince's knots were resolved, and Penny's reputation was once again protected.

Harris breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm sorry, Sir Ron, I just lost my temper. I hope you can understand."

In order to help Penny complete her plan, he chose to bow to Ron.

He thought that his current image must be very tall in Penny's heart.

"Is this how you apologize?"

However, Ron was not satisfied. He pointed at the gift box on the table and said, "I want to see a more sincere apology. What do you think, Your Highness?"

Harris's face froze: "No, this is a gift I prepared for Miss Penny..."

"Your Highness~"

Penny exclaimed softly, her eyes full of anticipation.

Harris hated Ron's unreasonableness, but the pleading look in Penny's eyes made him feel troubled. The latter clearly meant for him to give these things to Ron.

"Okay! I'll give it to you!"

Harris gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and pushed the gift box directly in front of Ron: "I hope Sir Ron can forgive my impoliteness. I hope you will not implicate Miss Penny because of my affairs. She is innocent."

He gave it up.

To the second prince, Penny is not only beautiful but also his favorite. Her background is even more important.

His strength is not strong, but it is not strong either. Only by tying the big ship of Duke Laust together can he ensure the stability of his throne.

This is a crucial link, and it is no big deal to lose some face or some money for it.

"Your Highness is indeed bright and open-minded. I believe you will have a bright future."

Ron opened the gift box, took a look at it, and put it away with satisfaction.

There are still many good people these days, and good people like the second prince who are both silly and rich are even more likable.

In order to allow the second prince to live longer, he gave him some slow-acting poison to ensure that he would die at the right time.

Killing a prince would not solve the immediate problem, and the more he knew, the greater the pressure he felt.

There is the seventh-level Duke of Laust who has not yet been dealt with, and in the distance there is the upcoming war between the Holy Maiden of the Vatican and various races. Only by constantly improving his own strength can he find a moment of peace.

"Thank you for your good words." Harris snorted coldly and said, "But now I have something private to discuss with Miss Penny. I wonder if Mr. Ron can give me a chance to leave for a while?"

"No, I have something to discuss with Penny as well."

Ron shook his head and pointed at Penny, "I just noticed that there's something wrong with your sword dancing posture, so I, who suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder, want to correct your mistake in person up close, otherwise I'll be too upset to sleep."

Penny pretended to be hesitant and said, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

Harris quickly followed up, "Sir Ron, you have crossed the line!"

"Well, if Miss Petunia is willing to agree to my request, I might give you the mining rights to the mineral vein. Compared to that hypocritical princess, I think Miss Petunia is more to my liking.

Of course, if Miss Penny feels embarrassed, I will turn around and leave immediately, and will not delay you for a second. As for this mineral vein, it can only be developed together with Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Please don't blame me, I'm just suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder."

Ron took a sip of his tea and spoke at length.

To Harris, these words sounded like he was clearly trying to take advantage of Penny.

Extremely shameless!

Penny was his fiancée, how could he just watch her being toyed with by Ron?

Couldn't agree more!

Absolutely cannot agree!

Just when Harris was about to refute Ron, Penny looked at him pitifully and said, "Your Highness, do you think I should accept it? Although the engagement between us has not been finalized, this kind of thing will also affect you. It is a disgrace to your reputation.

But as a member of the Lauster family, I can't just watch this opportunity slip away.

If I agree to Mr. Ron's request, will Your Highness forgive me? You will forgive me, right?

I know you are the most considerate person. You must understand the place of my family in my heart. Can you just do it this time?"

Since Ron wanted to tease the second prince, she would satisfy Ron, so that she could devote herself to the false story.