Daka lowered his head and looked embarrassed. Even though he was usually impulsive, he was still a little cautious in front of his own feelings.
"How about we help you ask her out?" Allen asked.
Daka still frowned and said nothing.
"Hey, this brother of mine is good at everything except in front of girls." Fenghun patted Daka on the shoulder.
"Forget it, I don't want to say anything to Nami anymore." Daka became hesitant.
"Didn't you want to let Nami know your feelings two days ago? Why did you give up?" Fenghun said.
Daka thought for a while and said: "I have also been thinking about these things these days. Moss, the elf prince, is more suitable for Miss Nami. No matter how hard I try, I can't surpass Moss. He is handsome and has a lot of charm." I don’t have a good family background, so how can I be compared with Moss? Any other normal girl would almost want to be with Moss. And I can’t give Miss Nami happiness." Daka Having said this, I fell into deep inferiority complex.
"You can't say that. Although Moss is indeed better than you in some aspects, feelings are not decided by one person. Sister Nami is not the kind of girl who values material things. And haven't you noticed that she It seems that she has no real feelings for Moss, and she is just trying to deal with Moss. Perhaps it is because of the alliance between their two elf tribes, so Nami has been holding back. If the person she eventually marries is not the one she likes, she will How can your future be happy?" Tian Mo put down the cards in his hand and said seriously.
From Tian Mo's point of view, Allen and Fenghun also nodded. They also discovered that Nami and Moss almost laughed when they were together, and even the smiles seemed very forced.
"Well, Tian Mo is right. I think Sister Nami is much happier when she is with us than when she is with Moss. This relationship is not like a couple. For example, when Fenghun and Xinyue'er are together, He is much more well-behaved and honest than when he was with us, and he has a smile on his face." Allen said.
"Hey, hey, don't talk about me." Fenghun quickly changed the subject. He didn't want others to know that he liked Xinyue'er, but people with a discerning eye had already seen it clearly. He was the only one who thought that others didn't know about him. thought.
Daka continued to bow his head and remain speechless.
"Hey...it seems like you don't want to listen to what we have to say." Fenghun was a little helpless. He had never seen Daka in such a difficult situation.
"He is not a child, let him make his own choice." Tian Mo said.
Others noticed that Daka looked depressed no matter what they said. It seemed that Daka didn't have the guts to express his love to Nami at all.
"How about we go talk to Sister Nami for you?" Fenghun really couldn't bear that his good brother was always troubled by feelings.
"No, just like Tian Mo said, I will handle my own affairs myself." Daka didn't want to trouble his friends. Although he was tall and powerful, he was the youngest in the apartment, Tian Mo said. Mo and the others usually treat him as a younger brother and take good care of him. This also makes him feel that he owes them a lot. This time, he should resolve his feelings by himself.
"Okay, since you said so, come on, we are all on your side." Fenghun gave Daka an encouraging look. That's all the others can do.
At night, Daka lay in bed unable to sleep. He was thinking about what he should do. He really hoped that God would give him a chance.
After a few days, Monica stayed in the hotel, but Moss never came once. It seemed that Moss was really angry with her, which made Monica have other thoughts in her mind. Since Moss didn't want to be with her, she wouldn't let Moss get married so comfortably. She had to find a way to get revenge on Moss.
She found an opportunity to contact Mo Lin Pavilion through some special methods, and paid a large sum of money. She wanted Moss to pay the price.
On this day, Monica stayed in her hotel room doing nothing as usual. She was waiting for some people, some people who could help her take revenge on Moss.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Monica quickly got out of bed and came to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
At this time, a strange voice came from outside the door, "Someone you need. Satalia Monica."
Monica frowned, and she had told the service staff in the hotel that unless someone could directly call her full name "Sataria. Monica", no one would be seen except Moss.
Now the people outside the door actually know her name. It seems that she is just the person she needs, because she has only told a few people her full name, including the people from Molin Pavilion.
She opened the door a crack and looked out. At this time, there was a handsome young man standing at the door. The smile on his face had an indescribable charm.
The man also noticed that Monica opened the door. He pulled up his sleeves, revealing the tattoo on his arm, which was the logo of the Molin Pavilion. "Miss, can I go in now?"
The person Monica was waiting for now was from Molin Pavilion, so she opened the door and let the young man come in.
This person was not polite. After entering the room, he walked to the sofa and sat down.
Monica also sat on the other side of the sofa, "Are you the only one?"
"Isn't it just to deal with Moss? If you need any help, I can easily handle it alone." The young man was very confident.
"Don't underestimate Moss. He was a master at the last Academy Ceremony. His combat power is above the third level of the heavenly level. He is also very good at time and space magic. If you don't pay attention, you will become his defeat." Monica We are relatively familiar with Moss’s strength. Moss was also a leader among young people in their college at the beginning, and he had high hopes before the college ceremony. However, he encountered Tian Mo who was cheating in the competition, otherwise He might go further.
"Hmph, don't worry, there will be no problem in dealing with him." This young man still did not take Moss seriously. I saw a flying knife unknowingly appear in his hand, and then he casually waved his hand, and the flying knife flew out with a "whoosh", and accurately inserted into the human eye on the wall portrait. During this period, the young man had been looking at Monica without making any aiming movements, which showed that this man's flying knife was so powerful.
Monica supported her face with her hands. Even if this young man showed his hand in front of her, she was still a little worried.
