"Oh ... Actually dinner was accompanied by Aunt Fitronai-is it a special holiday ... Or is there something" important "that Auntie tells her beloved Brandon?"

The Sky Dome, the royal hall.

With an unruly and brilliant smile, the sterling silver table knife in the hands of His Royal Highness turned upside down, but it did not mean to fall.

"Have it?"

The red-haired girl in the knight costume is elegant, and the knife in her hand accurately divides the steak along the muscle texture.

"Of course, it's the same for everyone." Brandon laughed like a child, took the plate straight, walked to Fitronai's side, pulled open the chair and sat down, filled two wine glasses:

"The time we get along, the physical contact, whether we have common preferences, can we accept each other's approach ... These seemingly insignificant little things, often can reflect a lot of things."

"For example ... when the three of us are together, the aunt will always sit unconsciously next to Brother Connold; as for me ... Well, how far does it usually roll."

"Is that your own problem?"

"Yes, because I am not in a group; in other words, if there are no important things, Aunt Fiteronet will not come to me specially."

"But today ... Auntie not only came to me specifically, but even more strangely, he was not against the matter of sitting next to you, and even willing to let me pour wine for you ... what does that mean?" Brandon Shrug.

"If you are interested, we can continue talking ... It's still early."

"Then let me make a bold guess ... Either you have something to ask me, of course it is generally impossible, and there should not be too many guys who dare to propose to my aunt; or ..."

Brandon put the glass down gently, the smile on his face was undiminished:

"Are you here to kill me?"

The sterling silver knife divides the steak into several pieces, and then uses the fork to gently send the beef breast into the cherry-red lips; under the fair-skinned skin that blows and blows, Mingru Haoyue ’s shell teeth chew and lick. , Taste, swallow **** ...

"Why don't you speak, am I guessing it right ... Hahahaha, don't do it, just kidding, Auntie, you will never be more true to my innocent nephew, right?"

"Fettelone ... Auntie?"

With that, Brandon squeezed his hands on the table, staring pitifully at the cavalier girl.

Fitronai, who ignored the idiot, continued to enjoy her dinner and took a sip of wine.

Well, the taste is a bit weaker.

The knight girl who never talked made Brandon couldn't help but flatten her mouth ... One of the most painful things for a tuberculosis is that the other party deliberately pretends to be stupid, or ... no one can understand what he said. .

The purpose of Fitronai's coming, Brandon had already guessed the moment she appeared ... But how can this kind of thing be broken? It would be boring to say it, and it would make the atmosphere of the two embarrassing.

There are not many opportunities for me to dine alone with my aunt. How can it be wasted like this?

"In words ... Brother Connold might not be able to come back this year; alas, it is no wonder ... just experienced a monster invasion, the Northern Legion suffered heavy losses, and the noble masters of the imperial capital must be afraid to die? If there is no more The elite northern army is in front of them, and when the monster comes, let them ... "

"Stop it."

The cavalier girl put down the cutlery and spoke softly.

"What?" Brandon stared at the pure and flawless eyes, deliberately acting silly.

"Now everyone in the imperial capital hopes that Lussak Kovo will be sentenced to death ... Even Brother Eckhart will not go against the wishes of all people, it is definitely not an emperor."

Fitronai expressionless: "Loren Turin ... his failure is already doomed."

"Really?" Brandon shrugged indifferently, "Why didn't I see him crying and ran to the Sky Dome, telling me he couldn't?"

Fitronai didn't speak, just staring at him intently.

"I know there must be some troubles behind this incident, and I also know that you came on behalf of Brother Connold to persuade, but guess what ... I don't care!"

The crown prince had a bright smile on his face and bit his steak hard: "I promised that Loren Turin would support him to the end, and he also promised that I would let Lussak Covo successfully escape ... There is a commitment to each other. "

"So before this wizard, who is always unscrupulous and surprising, admits in his face that he failed ... I will spare no effort to support him until the end!"

Fitronai shook his head and said coldly: "You will lose your face, from the hero of the Fortress of Fortress to the fool against everyone."

"Anyway, they didn't like me!" Brandon cheeked and shook his head disapprovingly: "I never expected this group of fools and idiots to like me."

"is it?"

The knight girl was expressionless.

"Victor Hughes will make sure that Lusak Kovo can leave the cell alive in order to make up for his mistakes;"

"The Holy Cross Church intends to counterattack, and now the imperial capital is full of people protesting and opposing the wizards;"

"As for the chamber of commerce ... Loren Turin did defeat their plan to indirectly control you, but the gambling debt of 300 million silver coins also greatly offended them and also paid off the debt for Lena de Salion;"

"The pharmacists' guild might have been able to come forward in solidarity, but now their senior leaders are tragically dead, and the rest are only a group of ordinary pharmacists ... absolutely no guts to fight the Holy Cross Church;"

"The new owner of the Zahn family does not seem to have plans to take revenge on Lussak Kovo, but the entire Zahn family and the old-school nobles behind them insist on letting Lüssack die, a young owner is It's impossible to fight against so many people. "

"There is also the Royal Wizard College ... They have planned to reconcile with the Holy Cross Church in private, and promised that they will not continue to be involved in the case of Lusak Kovo as long as the church no longer threatens the safety of the imperial wizards. Associated. "

............ Felterone said one by one, calmly speaking; this time it was replaced by Brandon enjoying his dinner without changing his color. The knife in his hand tore the steak out of shape, and he had drunk in a blink of an eye. A whole bottle of wine is gone.

"Ah ... you really attracted a lot of people. Are these guys going to serve the dear brother?" Swallowing the meat in his mouth, Brandon smiled with his head tilted:

"It seems that there is no need for the order of the father and the emperor. The elder brother must already be the next supreme emperor, eh ... long live Sacran!"

"He is helpless, Brandon."

Fitronai was sitting in danger, no longer silent: "Failure ... is already doomed."

"I said, as long as he hasn't conceded, I will support him to the end ... I know that you are speaking for Brother Connold, but I also want to change my attention, Aunt Fitrone."

"No one can change the will of one de Salion, even another De Salion can never be."

"Oh? Thank you so much ... Do I need to give you a drink?"

"So I just told you, Brandon." The knight girl's gaze became serious: "Shut up ... because Loren Turin will soon no longer be your wizard advisor."

"Why, what do you mean?"

"Who do you think will make the entire Royal Wizard College determined to talk to the Holy Cross Church?"

"That group of guys ... There is no real dean of the Royal Academy. One or two mentors should not be able to make such a big decision." Brandon blinked, his head sideways:

"Wouldn't it be ... Albert Tarot?"

"But it's impossible ... this guy looks pretty kind, but he is still stubborn in front of the bottom line. Victor was willing to let Loren intervene in this matter or he helped him!"

"And peace talks ... is also his proposal ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Fiteroney looked sideways:" Guess what, what will Loren Turin do after he hears the news? "

His Royal Highness froze.

At the next moment, Brandon suddenly jumped up!

"boom--!"

The extravagant backrest chair fell to the ground, Brandon froze in place, the sharp knife was already against his throat, and Fitronai's frosty eyes:

"I said ... I'm not here to persuade you, Brandon." ...

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