"Oh my, these two are really drinking there in broad daylight!" Isabel suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.
"It's really time to talk about them." Ganon also agreed with a smile.
Lampard also laughed along with the atmosphere, but the smile on his face looked stiff.
He realized that he seemed to have heard a conversation he shouldn't have heard.
"Brother Wang, those two people just now are the dark elf and dwarf princess I mentioned before. They like to talk nonsense when they drink too much. It's just drunk talk. You don't have to worry about it." Isabel said no to her brother. Smile good-naturedly.
"I'm relatively free and informal here, which makes His Highness laugh." Ganouen also smiled and patted Lampard on the shoulder.
"No, no, how could I take such a joke seriously? I drink too much and occasionally I can't help but talk nonsense. I definitely believe in the judgment of what I see, and I will tell my mother that everything is on the right track. , So Bei Er..."
Lampard looked at his biological sister with a smile, "Can you put down your bow?"
"Of course, my dear brother." Isbell maintained a smile and put down the artifact "The Order of the Lord". With this short bow, she only needed one arcane arrow to make Lampard fall asleep, "Don't be nervous. Well, it was just a joke."
Normally, would you hide a weapon in a room when visiting guests? Lampard thought.
"Bell, this joke is a little too much." Ganon said to Isabel, "His Royal Highness Lampard is a considerate person, how could he hope that there will be a conflict between us and His Highness Patrice? ?”
"Yes, yes." Lampard responded while his expression gradually distorted, "Mr. Ganouen, could you please relax a little, your shoulder is about to be dislocated!"
Ganon then released his claws on Lampard's shoulders. When Ganon and Isabel sent Lampard outside the Endless Tower, they met up with the forest guards who accompanied Lampard. By the time, Lampard was almost soaked in cold sweat.
"Brother Wang, be careful on the road." Isabel waved goodbye.
"Welcome to come often, Your Highness." Ganon said.
"Okay, okay, if there is a chance, I will."
Lampard responded, but he made up his mind that he would never come again.
When the queue of forest guards disappeared at the end of the road, Ganouen and Isabel both suppressed the smiles on their faces.
"Then..." Ganon turned and walked towards the Endless Tower.
A minute later he appeared in the restaurant, in front of a trembling Moura and Anya sitting side by side.
"Do you have anything to defend?" He looked down at the two of them coldly and moved the transformed dragon claw.
"It makes sense, we don't know, and it's okay for you to know beforehand that there are guests!!" Mo La defended loudly.
"That is to say, you went into the study with this pervert and asked people to avoid you. Who would have thought that it was a serious matter?" Anya said.
"The question is, can that kind of topic be discussed so loudly here?" Ganon looked back and forth between the two of them, "Anyway, you still have to be punished."
"You...don't try to find an excuse to do something weird to me!" Anya glared at Ganouen nervously, subconsciously protecting her chest.
"Don't worry, your punishment will be carried out by Bei Er." Ganon replied calmly.
Anya's expression changed, and Isabel's soft and white hands pressed on her shoulders.
As soon as she turned her head, she looked at Isabel holding a book with a shocking cover with a smile on her face: "It's time to 'study'!"
"No!" Anya stood up and wanted to escape, but was firmly restrained by the power of the contract.
"Uh, don't I have to watch it too?" Mo La scratched her cheek.
She glanced at the "textbook" that Isbell had opened, and she blushed a little, but her reaction was not as big as Anya's. With her rough nerves, although this kind of thing was out of line, it wouldn't be that serious to her. mental impact.
She glanced at the "textbook" that Isbell had opened, and she blushed a little, but her reaction was not as big as Anya's. With her rough nerves, although this kind of thing was out of line, it wouldn't be that serious to her. mental impact.
"If you want, I'll abstain from drinking for three days." Ganouen glanced at her.
"This is too..." Mo La showed a troubled expression, but she accepted it quickly, "But it's okay."
This was a bit beyond Ganon's expectation. He had thought that the alcoholic Moura would definitely cry, make trouble, and hang herself.
But he soon realized what was going on.
"The wine I'm talking about is judged by our standards, not the dwarves'." Ganon added.
"You mean?" Mo La's face turned pale.
“All alcoholic beverages, including beer, the tea in your mouth—”
"Are you still human!?" Before Ganon could finish speaking, Mo La rushed over to him, grabbing his shoulders and accusing him with tears in his eyes.
"I didn't count in the first place." Ganouen pushed her back expressionlessly.
"Shouldn't it be better for me to read pornographic books with her?" Moura cried and pointed at Anya, who was being held down by Isabel while reading.
"If you are so reluctant..." Ganon thought seriously, "Then do something for me. I just have something I want to try to get you to do recently."
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Mo La agreed immediately.
"You agreed too quickly. You wouldn't do anything just to drink, right?" Ganon couldn't help but complain.
"Then I must have a bottom line..." Moura paused as she said, "Uh, is this a serious matter?"
Before Ganon could respond, Moura laughed at herself: "Haha, I'm just kidding. How could you have any thoughts about a woman like me?"
"Oh, that's not entirely impossible." Ganon replied calmly.
"No way? You can't be like that Grand Duke..." Molla looked at Ganouen with some surprise.
"How about abstaining from alcohol for a month?" Ganouen's face darkened.
"Hey, I'm just discussing this topic with you seriously!" Mo La waved her hands repeatedly.
"I just have a wider acceptance. If I had to choose between the two, I would definitely choose Isabel..." When Ganon said this, both of them looked at Isabel and Anya.
"No, I don't want to watch it anymore. I don't want to dream about this kind of scene in the future!" Anya was forced to burst into tears.
"Don't worry, there will be more exciting things later." Isbell smiled excitedly and turned another page in front of Anya.
"Only for your figure." Ganon turned to look at Mo La and added, "I prefer your personality."
"Oh, thank you so much for the compliment." Mo La blushed for a moment, then suddenly felt something was wrong, "Compared with an abnormality like her, everyone has a decent personality, right?"
"Your personality is easy to get along with, and it's fun to be with you. This is what I mean." Ganouen said straightforwardly.
"That's it..." Moura scratched her face a little shyly, and quickly brought the topic back, "Forget it, you should tell me what you want me to do, right?"
"I want to ask, do you know about forging?" Ganon asked, staring at Mora.
(End of chapter)
