"What do you mean not yet? Xiaona, you are not allowed to be tempted by Rogge, understand? Don't follow your sister's old path!"
Emily's heart has followed Filia's brother to the Nalan Empire. The Holy King, who has always been obsessed with it, is very sensitive to the emotional issues of his second granddaughter.
"Okay, I'm not going to like Roger anymore, but I'm going!"
"Xiao Na...are you really going to Nalan Empire?"
"Yeah!" Elena nodded vigorously.
Elena has always been obedient and obedient, but today she insisted on going. The Holy King understood that she really wanted to go.
"Grandpa Holy King, please let Xiaona go with us? We will definitely take good care of her, don't worry!" Ophina also spoke for the little sister.
The Holy King was silent for a while, let out a long sigh, looked at Elena's bright eyes and said slowly: "Xiao Na, grandpa hopes that you will stay in the Holy Spirit City like this and have a safe life. But such a life is not good for you. Maybe it’s too boring to talk about, isn’t it?”
"Yes, Grandpa, I want to go out!"
"Okay, okay!" The Holy King caressed Elena's head lovingly, "Go, follow Nana and Rogge, and take a good look at this world."
My granddaughter is not willing to live in one city and live a mediocre life, so it is a good choice to follow Rogge and the others on a journey that is destined to be extremely exciting.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will go to the Nalan Empire with Xiaona." Emily took the opportunity to say.
"You...well, go ahead and come back early after seeing that brat." The Holy King waved his hand helplessly. His granddaughter had grown up and he couldn't keep her.
"I know, thank you grandpa! I will definitely bring him back this time!" Emily said happily.
"Grandpa, then I too..." Emil raised his hand tentatively.
"You are not allowed to go! Your two sisters have run away, do you want to run away too?" the Holy King said angrily.
"If you don't want to run, don't run. If you don't want to go, don't go. Don't be angry." Emil shrank his neck and turned to pick up the food.
The Scarlet Holy See, whose strength has greatly increased, may take action at any time. As one of the best generals of the younger generation, Emil really cannot leave. Even Emily, who has become a saint, must return to the country as soon as possible.
While the Holy King was nagging his two granddaughters, Emil was drinking heavily.
"Hey, do you still want to learn how to cook?" Rosala nudged Emil with her elbow.
"I don't want to study anymore. My sisters have all run away. What else should I cook? Who will I cook it for?"
"I'll eat. Sister, I don't dislike you. I'll eat as much as you make."
"Don't do it."
"Oh, then I'm going to tell you about the embarrassing things you did with your butt naked when you were a kid, Roger, let me tell you..."
"Stop, stop, I'll do it! Can't you do it?" Emil reached out and covered Rosala's mouth.
"Okay! Hahaha!" Rosala smiled and slapped Emil's hand away, and instead held him in her arms like she did when she was a child.
Rosala raised her glass and turned to Rogge, thanked him and said: "Rogge, I would like to thank you for teaching my unsatisfactory brother a good lesson."
"Sister!" Ronald slapped his sister in shame and anger.
"You're welcome, Ronald's character has changed and he is a malleable talent." Rogge raised his glass in greeting and drank it down in one gulp.
"Hey, the evaluation is so high? Why do I feel that he is not very good?"
"Arrogance is the greatest ignorance and the most serious sin. If Ronald can correct himself, I believe he can achieve something." Rogge commented.
"Did you hear that, little bratty brother? My elder brother, second brother, and father have all tried to persuade you, but it's no use. You have to change your bad temper in the future!"
"...I know." Ronald, who has changed, is no longer arrogant.
"Oh, my obedient brother is quite cute!" Rosala rubbed Ronald's head violently, "right, Emil?"
"Well..." Emil was speechless as he was held in the arms of a senior warrior, but did not dare to struggle for fear of touching the other person's sensitive parts.
"Xiao Ai, Sister Rosala is very suitable for you. Think about it?" Ofina, who was wandering around the dining table, lit up the mandarin duck music.
Rosala paused when she heard this, and Emil was able to break away: "Unless no one wants me, I won't consider her! Humph!"
"Then you'd better think about it in advance, hee hee." Ofina prodded Emil again, then turned around and ran to play with Filia.
"Arrogance is a sin, arrogance is cute, Emil, you are a bit cute." Rogge left this sentence and turned back to the kitchen to prepare the imitation holy fruit.
"It's quite cute." Rosala said to herself.
As the saying goes: "Desserts are in the second stomach." Even though the delicious dishes made everyone full, the newly served imitation holy fruit still ignited the audience.
The Holy King put down the spoon, smacked his mouth with unfinished content, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I could also taste the holy fruit. It's so delicious!"
The patriarch of the Bauhinia family was so amazed by the imitation holy fruit that he said excitedly: "Roger, your fruit is really amazing! Are you interested in cooperating with us?"
The Bauhinia family dominates the catering industry in the Soul-Calling Holy Kingdom, and most of the family's financial resources come from the revenue from restaurants and hotels across the country.
"If you can sell us the formula and train a group of chefs for us, I guarantee that you can sell your fruit to all parts of the country, and even the entire Hess continent!" The patriarch painted a pie for Rogge.
"Brother, you can make money!" Ofina rolled her eyes and came to Rogge's side to listen.
"Okay." Rogge agreed quickly without letting the other party wait too long.
For him, there is no need to keep the process of imitating the holy fruit a secret. If it can be exchanged for money, there is no problem in sharing it.
"Great!" The patriarch of the Bauhinia family slammed the table hard, frightening Lunt, who had already drunk too much and was drowsy. "Then let's talk about the price. How about 10,000 gold coins?"
"Ten... ten thousand gold coins, brother!" Ofina hugged Rogge's arm excitedly.
This is a huge sum of money for everyone, enough to buy several pieces of good-quality Fenglin-level equipment.
But Rogge has a longer-term consideration: "Let's do this. You only need to give me one thousand gold coins as the cost of training a chef for you. As for the formula, considering our participation in the operation, what percentage do you think it is suitable for us?"
"Haha, yes, he is indeed a far-sighted young man! Let's do this, I will give you an honest price directly, 40% of the profit!"
By only providing the formula and not having to worry about the rest, you can get 40% of the revenue from the sales of the imitation holy fruit. Rogge seems to have seen a steady stream of gold coins entering his pocket.
"Deal." Rogge stretched out his hand and shook the clan leader's hand.
"It's too late today. I'll come to you tomorrow morning to sign a contract. Remember to prepare the formula."
"OK."
After the amazing dessert, everyone continued to finish off the food, and the dinner came to an end. The guests once again raised their glasses to congratulate Orfina on being canonized as a saint, and then took their leave one after another.
Ofina finally received a round of toasts from everyone, and she hung on Rogge dizzy, having lost the ability to move on her own.
Rogge carried Ofina into the bedroom and put her on the bed, but the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let go, "Brother, I'm dizzy. Please help me take a bath."
Ofina's fresh and natural body fragrance mixed with the mellow aroma of fruit wine was very intoxicating. Rogge, who drank a few more glasses, shook his head and resisted the urge to untie Ofina's clothes.
"Nana, let's wash it tomorrow."
"No, I want it now!"
Rogge was in trouble, and Filia helped him: "Sister, I helped you wash it, so you were greedy and drank so much that you got drunk."
"Filia, why are you here?"
"You are drunk too. This is your room. You carried Nana to your bed. Let me see if you have done anything bad."
"Eh?" Rogge looked around and confirmed that this was indeed his room, "I went to the wrong place."
Filia took Ophina off Rogge and took her away in a princess hug: "I'll take Nana to my room to take a bath. Don't fall asleep. I'll see you later."
"ah?"
"Forgot? You promised to apply nail polish for me this morning."
Rogge's heart skipped a beat and he agreed repeatedly: "Okay."
The two girls left. In order to dispel the sleepiness, Rogge also went to the bathroom to take a bath. He sat on the bed and waited patiently for Filia.
After a while, Filia came back, but she still came back with Ofina in her arms.
"It's stuck to Nana and can't be dropped." Filia explained.
"Sister, you really want to leave me to find my brother, but I'm not drunk!" Ofina said she was not drunk, but her eyes were hazy at the moment and she had to hold on hard to stay awake.
"Didn't I bring you here?" Filia put Ophina on the bed and freed her hand to hand Rogge the nail polish: "Rogge, let's get started."
Compared with Ofina's tender little feet, Filia's beautiful feet were more mature and beautiful. Rogge held them in his hands and couldn't take his eyes away from them anymore.
"What color do you want?"
"Red, do you like it?"
"I like it." Rogge also felt that Filia, who was so passionate, should use red.
Rogge has completely mastered the method of using colorful nail polish. He skillfully adjusts the pointer to red and slowly and carefully applies the nail polish evenly.
"Does it look good?" The long, crystal-clear toes curled up and stretched out, and the freshly painted bright red toenails dazzled Rogge.
"Good-looking." Rogge's eyes were honest, and he had not shifted his gaze at all from the beginning to now.
"Wow~ It looks so good. No wonder my brother likes it and so do I!" Ofina, who had drunk too much, crawled over and snatched Filia's feet like a treasure.
Filia managed to break away with a little skill, and while Rogge was still looking for her feet, she quickly put on Ofina's scattered pajamas: "Nana, don't make trouble, the clothes are about to fall off."
"Sister, have you finished applying it? I'm so sleepy." Ofina couldn't hold on any longer.
"Okay, go to sleep."
"Yes." After hearing this, Ofina used her last strength to drag Roger to lie down, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Filia looked at the two brothers and sister and smiled slightly, and wanted to get up and leave, but Rogge suddenly reached out and held her.
"If you drink too much, you will become bolder." Filia said teasingly.
"Stay and supervise me."
Rogge, who could even take powerful aphrodisiacs, now asked Filia to supervise him. How could Filia not know what he was thinking, but she just wanted to spoil him.
"Okay, move over there."
Rogge carried Ophina and moved to the side, making room for Filia. The originally spacious single bed now had three people lying on it, making it a little crowded.
Ofina was stuck to Rogge between the two, but Rogge stretched out a hand over her and intertwined their fingers with Filia. Filia asked him with a smile: "How do you feel?"
"I feel like I'm a lucky bastard."
Wine can help you sleep. The two chatted for a few words, and Roger fell asleep with a smile on his lips.
