Rhode Island Park Project

Luo Hang looked at the beautiful green-haired girl in front of him with great interest.

"You can call me Ahmonie. Mandela may have mentioned me to you. I am visiting you not only on behalf of His Highness, but also on behalf of the Duke of Wellington."

Miss Filin introduced herself politely.

But even so, when he looked at Ahmoni in front of him, with her eyes raised and a smile on her lips all the time, he still had a feeling that this guy might say "trash" like a little devil at any time.

Without giving Miss Ahmoni a chance to speak any more, he directly expressed his thoughts:

"Aren't you afraid that I'll leave you here?"

"..."

Ahmoni lamented inwardly, but she could only keep a smile on her face and replied, "As someone who participated in the Xiaoqiu County incident, if you wish to do this, this is also His Highness's apology to you."

Yes,

She, Ahmoni, had actually become a gift of apology.

She was very sure that if the man in front of her really wanted to keep her, then her prince would really not do anything and would not come to save her.

If I go back, I can bring back a reply from Rhodes Island. If I don't go back...it can also be considered a reply.

Coupled with the message that His Highness asked her to deliver, she was really a little desperate.

"It's really fun."

Luo Hang knocked on the corner of the table and looked at Ahmoni, who still had a smile on her face, but his face became more interested.

Miss Ahmoni's look was a vivid interpretation of what a masked fake smile was. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't care.

He is just more interested now:

"So, our princess, what news did you bring to us, and why did you bring such a grand gift?"

Speaking of this topic, Ahmoni couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

After a noticeable pause, as if to collect herself, Ahmoni finally looked at Luo Hang and told him the message that Her Royal Highness the Princess had so solemnly asked her to convey:

"That prince promised you—

If you are willing to cooperate with us, His Highness is willing to conclude a marriage contract with you, give birth to a child for you, and give you half of Victoria."

"..."

"........."

ha? ? ?

Luo Hang was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face suddenly became very interesting.

What is this? You want me to marry into your family?

He looked at Ahmoni, who also had a subtle expression in front of him, and finally understood her reaction all along.

Her Royal Highness the Princess is quite generous. Is this considered a dowry maid?

It was obvious that if he agreed, no matter what he did to Ahmoni, she would be helpless and would have no one to turn to.

Ahmoni continued with an indescribable expression:

"As a token of your sincerity, Your Highness wishes to inform you that Caster's Grey Hats, the Duke of Wellington's Secret Service, and the Conservatives' secret agents have all headed towards Shiweiya Territory and Rhodes Island, aiming to uncover the secret of the 'Steam Armor'.

Furthermore, multiple parties will soon form a trade blockade, completely blocking all external channels of Shi Huaiya Territory."

Luo Hang narrowed his eyes.

"Is this a threat?"

So in the end it's still forced marriage?

The fake smile on Ahmoni's face finally revealed a hint of crying, and she said:

"Yes."

Chapter 4 Even if it’s a video call, you may not know where the other party is... (

It was obvious that Miss Ahmoni had no intention of provoking Luo Hang at the cost of her chastity and life.

After all, based on the information she had learned beforehand, Mr. Luo Hang was not a harmless vegetarian. There was a possibility that she would really be eaten up.

But unfortunately, as a gift, or an apology, these words had already been decided before she left.

Her Royal Highness the Princess had very accurate judgment and a very bad character, and as a result, she, the unlucky one, was caught in the middle.

On the other side, Luo Hang gradually came to his senses.

He didn't know whether the courageous princess suddenly changed her mind and wanted to use him as a bargaining chip to seize Victoria because he had more chips in his hand, or because she had some other strange change of mind.

Based on his understanding of Abrana, the princess could really endure humiliation and sacrifice herself when necessary just to achieve her goals.

But precisely because of this——

"I reject."

He expressed his response without any nostalgia or regret.

Luo Hang, who was sitting on the chair, seemed to be looking down at Ahmoni who was standing.

"Tell Abranah I will personally put the collar on her and carve my name on her tail, which will never be erased.

If she's willing to put the collar on herself and surrender, I can accept that."

The corner of Ahmoni's mouth twitched.

This guy is also a ruthless person...

To be able to reject such a condition so straightforwardly, must be the favor of a true princess, and the support of Victoria's most powerful Grand Duke. Whether in terms of power or beauty, she can be said to be at the forefront of this world, right?

I actually refused like that...

But at least it looked like her chastity and life were saved. After working as a spy for so long, she thought she would really get to experience sex this time.

"I will convey it to you truthfully."

Ahmoni replied immediately.

Luo Hang also noticed the worry of the green-haired Filin in front of him, but he didn't care.

Whether it was a bed partner or a pet, he now had plenty of options, not least the green cat in front of him. In comparison, the more important thing was the game between him and Abrana during this conversation.

He has never been interested in marrying into the wife's family. If Abbrana can humble herself and endure humiliation for the sake of victory this time and choose to marry him, then if she encounters the same trouble in the future, she may humble herself a second time.

This is not an absolute thing, it is just a possibility, but he still has no interest in choosing this path.

After all, with his strong personality, he was not willing to be in a weak position in the relationship between men and women. Abbrana wanted him to marry into her family, but what he wanted was to let Her Royal Highness the Princess clearly understand who is the real head of the family. Even if she condescended, she could only bow to him. Whenever he wanted the noble Princess Drake to bow her head, she would have to bow her head obediently.

And family status——

But you have to fight for it yourself.

His ambition was not to own half of Victoria, but to keep a lion and a drake at home!

He was obviously impatient to see Ahmoni off, but he suppressed his anxiety. After politely bowing and saying goodbye, he walked towards Ahmoni who was outside the door step by step and left. Until the other person's figure completely disappeared, Luo Hang did not do anything extra.

As long as he can catch the princess, this green-haired Filin that wanders between several forces will be nothing more than a real gift. It can't run anywhere else, so there is no need to rush now.

Retracting his gaze, Luo Hang picked up the teacup on his desk and said to himself leisurely in the empty office:

"Aren't you going to come out yet?"

"..."

The side door of the office was pushed open a crack, and Mandela, with a complicated expression, walked out of the small room that served as a rest room.

As a pet, she actually always stays with Luo Hang.

After all, she didn't know anyone in Rhodes Island, and her life now revolved around Luo Hang.

However, after Luo Hang told her that the person who came was Ahmoni, she hid in the lounge to avoid suspicion.

Mandela, with a spotless collar on her slender neck, lowered her head and came to Luo Hang, who was sipping tea, and whispered:

"Master, there's no need for you to reject the leader. You... you don't have to consider me. I've already said goodbye to the past. As long as everything goes well for you, Master..."

Luo Hang, who was still swallowing tea, was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

His little cat, was he thinking that his rejection of Abbrana was because of him?

This is indeed not without reason.

Although Mandela was a die-hard fan of Abrana before, she was abandoned one after another, and then even her familiar friends were betrayed to death. Even though Mandela herself may have complicated feelings now, in the eyes of others, she and Abrana definitely don't get along.

If he were to marry into Abrana's family, Mandela's situation would indeed be very embarrassing, but he just now insisted on putting a collar on the noble princess. In Mandela's eyes... maybe he was just being domineering and venting his anger for his little cat?

Luo Hang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

[Increase of Operator Trust]

Mandela

Current trust: 212 (6↑)

When he saw the prompt pop up on the side of his vision, he had an urge to hold his forehead for a moment.

This is also possible...

However, as an old scumbag, he would definitely not expose such things. After all, only we ourselves know what we are thinking, right?

Not only that, the atmosphere is so perfect——

"Isn't making my kitten happy part of making my life go smoothly?"

He interrupted Mandela's low words, reached out to lift the girl's chin, and looked straight into the golden pupils in front of him with a smile.

He saw the pair of clear eyes gradually widen and tremble slightly, as if there was some kind of light, but in fact it was more likely that suppressed mist was flowing in the pupils, flashing with light.

"Owner……"

Mandela bit her lower lip, and her voice was slightly nasal.

Just as Achmonie judged, Abrana was Victoria's legitimate princess and had the support of the most powerful Grand Duke, while she was just an unwanted kitten.

But even so...

Even so——

[Increase of Operator Trust]

Mandela

Current trust: 234 (22↑)

As he glanced at the light screen in the corner of his vision, he exclaimed in his heart with a bit of embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to gently hug Mandela in front of him into his arms, and one hand naturally fell on the girl's thigh wrapped in spotless white stockings.

Perhaps she had noticed his XP, and since she followed him, Mandela would always wear various styles of white stockings on her legs whenever conditions permitted.

There are stockings, pantyhose, crocheted ones, lace ones, and ones made of different materials and translucency...

Of course, in fact, as his pet, Mandela's clothes were actually all stored by him, but he did not force his kitten to wear anything every day, this is serious.

Anyway,

He was caressing it carefully (a placeholder for the gank being reviewed), originally to calm down the emotionally unstable Mandela, but as he was caressing his hand, he was unconsciously tempted.

It was his hand that was tempted, but it was not his problem, and this is serious.

His hand (was ganked by the reviewer), and Mandela, who was sitting on his lap, did not stop him at all. Instead, she stretched out her soft body obediently (and was ganked by the reviewer again).

"Owner……"

Mandela looked at the man in front of her. The suppressed mist in her watery eyes seemed to finally condense into faint waves. Her kitten-like voice was still trembling slightly, but it seemed completely different from before.

"Although I am no match for the leader, Master can do whatever he wants to me... I will do my best to make up for Master's loss..."

She leaned on the man's shoulder, looking at the familiar profile in front of her with a dazed look, one slender hand clutching the corner of the man's clothes, (and was reviewed gank and placeholder), (placeholder place ...

"My lovely little kitty indeed."

He lifted Mandela's chin with his free left hand, looked into the girl's misty eyes and smiled softly.

(Placeholder for the gank under review), Mandela consciously raised his hand (gank!), (and then was ganked again under review).

The adjustment is complete...

He sighed in his heart, narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard the sound of being ganked by the reviewer.