Ark, I, the Lord of the Succubus Court

Mandela was very upset.

She felt that she was being drawn into a strange rhythm, but she had no ability to resist.

For 'Tara', for a good life, right?

Mandela looked around at the Tara people around him, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the wine glass that was placed on the flying abandoned tire and raised it high: "Cheers, cheers - Cheers!"

In fact, the super stupid cat, who was easy to coax and deceive, drank the beer in the glass.

She is really the type that is super gullible.

All it takes to trick her is a small piece of cake. Just a small piece of cake is enough to make her dizzy.

It’s not a cake bought from a cake shop, but the kind of small Panpan cakes sold by pound in the supermarket.

"Cheers, Your Majesty."

Luo Ji raised his glass towards Wei Cao on the opposite table.

The reed seemed a little overwhelmed, even a little flustered.

She picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Luo Ji's, and followed his example, putting it to her lips and taking a big gulp.

“Cough, cough… cough! Ah, cough, cough…”

Weicao coughed for a while, covering his lips and teeth with the back of his delicate hand.

The calm and composed image that he had been trying so hard to maintain collapsed in an instant.

After Weicao stopped coughing, he raised his eyes silently and looked at Luo Ji, his brain working rapidly.

No, nothing was revealed, right?

In the past, I would give speeches on behalf of my sister, stand on the podium and leave after giving the speeches; or I would attend noble dinners, sit there and eat dinner elegantly, and leave everything to Ahmoni or Mandra as my sister said.

Now, now she didn't have Mandra around.

Weicao glanced at Mandela by the campfire secretly and found that her sister's right-hand man had been completely immersed in the rhythm of the guy called 'Bagpipe' and was drinking beer one after another. He had no energy to pay attention to her at all.

She suddenly had a strong intuition:

The powerful Mandela has been defeated.

Mandela had already entered the territory of the carefree bagpipe lady, and was defeated in one fell swoop by the bagpipe lady's long experience as a "fool".

Now, she can only rely on herself.

If she messed up, her sister might be angry and even abandon her.

Wei Cao calmed himself down, sat up straight, patted his chest, and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "I'm a little uncomfortable with this kind of wine. I almost never come to places like this to drink."

Luo Ji blinked at her.

Wei Cao almost couldn't hold back the expression on her face. She felt as if everything about her was seen through.

"You are not actually the 'leader', Your Majesty."

Luo Ji said calmly while drinking beer.

Weicao was startled and accidentally spilled the beer on the table onto the ground, making a slight sound.

She turned her head to look at Mandela for help, but was shocked to find that Mandela had been dragged to dance by the bagpipe girl. She was drinking beer and dancing the Tara dance around the campfire. She was even in the mood to correct the movements of the bagpipe girl.

No one could save her anymore.

"I, I...um, you..."

Weicao seemed to want to say something, but he kept getting stuck and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Luo Ji made a shushing gesture towards her, "Don't make a sound, Your Majesty. I won't expose you. If I do, you will have a hard time explaining yourself when you go back, right?"

056 I will make a fair judgment

There was a pleading look on Weicao's face.

She didn't want to mess it up.

If she behaved like a useless person, her sister would abandon her without hesitation.

It was just like that time in the snow many years ago. If I couldn't catch up, I would be left behind forever.

"I……"

But she still didn't know what to say.

"Come on, Your Majesty."

Luo Ji stretched out his hand toward the reeds.

Her Majesty?

It was a very strange name. The Sarkaz in front of him kept calling her this strange name. He had already seen that she was not his elder sister, and even the nobles called his elder sister Her Highness Abrana.

"Today is a festival for you Tara people. It would be a pity if you don't join in."

Luo Ji grabbed Weicao's hand. Weicao wanted to pull her hand back, but failed. Under Luo Ji's gaze, she suddenly felt a little scared?

Or maybe not fear?

A strange little excitement.

It’s just like when my parents were still alive, I didn’t practice painting diligently, but secretly stayed at home reading comic books.

"festival?"

Wei Cao stood up a little dazedly, and let Luo Ji hold her hand and walk towards the campfire step by step.

For her, it is difficult to associate holidays with happiness.

Mom and Dad died as the festival bells rang out. The presents they had brought back from Londinium lay scattered at their feet, their wrappings stained with blood.

Celebrating festivals is a distant memory.

"Yes, festivals are for celebrating a little bit, to commemorate certain things, or to remember certain people, or simply to give a little hope to a life full of suffering."

Luo Ji took the opportunity to move closer to the confused beautiful girl, close enough that he could clearly feel her body temperature and smell her faint fragrance, like the scent of leaves after rain.

"Oh~"

Wei Cao seemed a little confused, and felt that the Sarkaz were too close.

"Let's dance. This is how the people of Tara celebrate the festival."

Luo Ji pulled Wei Cao to the campfire, put his arms around her slender waist without saying a word, and held her hand.

Weicao wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to do so.

She looked at Mandela for help, but Mandela seemed to have fallen into the hands of the bagpipe lady. At this moment, the two were drinking and boasting loudly to each other.

Unscrupulously talking about changing Victoria.

It seems that he has forgotten everything he wanted to do to hide his tracks.

Mandela couldn't save her.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, these are all your people."

Luo Ji smiled and said to Wei Cao, "We can talk about anything here."

Weicao let out a light breath, nodded slightly, and could only keep up with Luo Ji's pace.

She can dance, which is a required course for people of status and an important part of socializing at Victoria's banquets. She also likes dancing very much.

When she was very young, she would dance for her parents and sister.

Weicao glanced at the faces of the people sitting by the campfire and found that everyone was smiling happily.

Although the environment here was very simple and everyone looked a little dishevelled, everyone was very happy.

Maybe she should be happier?

Relax for a moment, even Mandela is laughing the whole time.

As time passed, Wei Cao's mood seemed to be gradually infected by the happiness and joy all around him, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips that had been tightly pursed.

Sister... perhaps all the efforts they make are for a day like this.

Luo Ji noticed the smile on Weicao's face and smiled even more happily.

The wives in the harem who are easy to deceive and coax are as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

It is destined to transform into the shape of the Succubus Lord.

……

……

Luo Ji is dancing with Wei Cao, so what about Tianhuo?

Tianhuo is working hard.

"Become famous? Complete the courses assigned by the instructor? Or use this incident to trick the infected people into going to my newly opened factory?"

The temperature around the skyfire rose quietly.

"Isn't it? Although it seems stupid, it will only put the Monbelan family under tremendous pressure. What they put in and what they get are not proportional at all."

Felyn, who was sitting opposite her, took a sip of the wine in the goblet and said, "Aeselfrey, if this is not the case, I don't understand why you are doing this."

Tianhuo exhaled softly, "Because I'm doing the right thing."

"is it?"

"Favrna! You studied Victorian law! You should know best that those legal documents and administrative regulations involving the infected and the Tara people are actually all unreasonable."

"Correct."

Fafnir handed down the goblet and gazed into Skyfire's eyes, "They're not even legal. That's why I asked you why you did it, Aethelfree."

She stared at Tianhuo for a long time and said, "We are friends, so I don't want to see you do something stupid again."

"Stupid thing?!"

Tianhuo almost jumped up.

Fafna said seriously: "Do I remember that you have a seat as a councillor in Karaton City? You do, and your family does too. You should be very clear that everything you are doing now cannot change the current situation of the infected, nor can it change the current situation of the Tara people. It will only drag you and your family into trouble."

Skyfire fell silent.

After a long while, the temperature around them dropped a little, and Tianhuo asked softly, "Then why are you in Xiaoqiu County? You don't need to come to a place like this, why?"

She didn't wait for Valrhona to speak, and continued:

"Because I still want to do something, right? What I do now may not change anything, but that's not a reason for me to do nothing. If I don't do anything and don't try, things will never turn around."

“That’s very nice of you to say.”

Fafnir seemed unwilling to continue talking to Skyfire, "Go back, Miss Aethelfrey."

Tianhuo glanced at her, then stood up silently and walked out the door.

"By the way, Aethelfrey, it's great to bring wine. Bring me a case next time."

Fafnir suddenly said.

Skyfire turned to look at her in confusion.

"Hush money."

Fafna said calmly: "I will keep your visit to the White Horse Club a secret for you."

Tianhuo clenched the staff in his hand.

"Also, Miss Aethelfree, it is against the rules to give expensive gifts to the judge. Next time, if you are just friends, just come over directly."

Fafnir stood up and made a "please" gesture to Tianhuo again, indicating that she could leave.

Tianhuo exhaled lightly, turned around and opened the door, and heard Fafner say

"Be prepared mentally, prepare evidence and materials - I will make a fair judgment in accordance with Victorian law."

057 My sister took away what belonged to me!

Many days have passed since Luo Ji met with Her Majesty Queen Victoria, Wei Cao.