This villain's style is crooked

"I did that to you a few days ago because I was drunk." Argus pretended to regret and said:

"I've been looking forward to your arrival, and I ended up screwing up our first meeting."

"You'll forgive your brother, won't you?"

"Why?" Lu Cha's eyes dimmed.

Not even a word of sorry.

I suspect you are, a wolf offering a gift to a sheep - no good intentions!

I didn't expect Lucha to be so ignorant, Yagus's face darkened, and he quickly returned to his false smile

"I know I made a bad impression on you, so I want to make it up."

"Miss Mia will go to the Empire to play tomorrow, I ask her to go with you."

"You are both girls, not only do you have a lot of common topics, but you can also take care of each other on the road."

The Mia mentioned by Argus is the eldest daughter of Earl Karen.

He found out that An Lucha had injured young master Karen when he was visiting his father.

With Mia's love for young master Karen, she will definitely seek revenge from An Lucha.

Coupled with the fact that nobles hate people with black hair and black eyes, he went to Mia to discuss the plan.

Be sure to torture this illegitimate daughter who knows nothing.

Argus shook the goblet in his hand, with viciousness flashing in his eyes.

Although there is no information about Mia in the memory of the original owner, Lucha sensed Argus's malicious intentions and said meaningfully:

"My brother is really caring."

damn thing!

You just want to kill me!

At this time, César, who was standing by the dining table the whole time, put the cut steak in front of Lucha.

At the same time, I changed her to a new cup of hot milk.

"Miss An, please use it."

Lucha didn't take the milk this time: "You drink it."

She wants to save her stomach to eat meat!

César nodded and stood behind Lu Cha, without touching the milk on the table.

According to the rules of the Bright Continent, a slave can only take away the food given to him by the master after he leaves the table.

Looking at the interaction between Lucha and César, Argus was terrified:

"Cesar is just a lowly and humble slave, sister, you have to keep a distance from him, otherwise you will be laughed at by others, and you will lose your status as a nobleman."

Three days ago, he woke up from a serious injury and wanted to settle accounts with An Lucha, but was stopped by César, saying that it was forbidden to disturb Miss An's reading.

He also said that he only obeyed Miss An's orders.

ridiculous!

When his father dies, the whole castle will be his!

If it weren't for the fact that slaves can only be dealt with by their masters, he would have killed César that day!

Argus rolled his eyes, deliberately raised his hand, and spilled some of the red wine in the glass on the carpet, speaking arrogantly:

"Cesar, the carpet is dirty, come here and lick it clean, or it will stain the soles of my shoes."

César leaned slightly, with a standard and elegant smile: "Sorry, Master Argus, this is the job of maids and servants."

"If you have to deal with it now, I can call them."

Argus snorted sarcastically: "Father is kind enough to mention you to the housekeeper."

"But you repeatedly refused my orders."

"Why, did you forget that you were in the slave market, locked in a cage, surrounded by people like a monkey?"

"Even in the most expensive suit, you're just a dog worse than a dog..."

Argus' voice stopped abruptly.

A sharp western knife flew past his neck and nailed into the back of the leather chair behind him.

The girl didn't even lift her eyelids, enjoying the steak:

"Since my brother is so afraid of getting the soles of his shoes dirty, he can lick the wine off the carpet by himself, so why wait for others to deal with it?"

"Besides, César's master is me."

"My brother is a nobleman, how can he not understand the rules and order my people to do things?"

Lucha slowly spread out his palm.

Cesare took a new western knife and put it in her hand.

Yagus, who originally wanted to curse, was afraid that Lucha would throw a knife again, so he immediately swallowed those insulting words and gritted his teeth:

"I just forgot for a moment that Father has already given César to you."

"Sister, enjoy dinner!"

Argus drank the rest of the drink in one gulp and left with a sullen face.

Deer tea was a bit disappointing.

She still wanted to wait until she was full before beating the male lead's avatar.

But at this moment, the sauce that was accidentally stained on the corners of Lucha's lips was wiped away by a swipe of ice.

César put down the napkin, and in his calm and soft voice, there was an indistinct sadness:

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"Miss An defended me just now. I'm very happy, but Master Argus is the future Duke. With a word, he can decide whether everyone in the castle will stay or not."

"I... I'm just a lowly slave, I'm used to this kind of treatment, I don't deserve you."

"Miss An should get along well with Master Argus."

The man lowered his head lightly, as if he didn't want to be seen, his pupils were sparkling.

Inside and outside the words, they are all secretly inducing Lucha to confront Argus and compete for the title of Duke.

Ms. An's life needs more "fun" to be interesting.

César's eyes were full of malice, and suddenly his right hand was pulled.

Accompanied by the girl's soft voice: "You are mine."

"No matter who you are, I will always protect you."

"This is my promise."

A sapphire ring lingering with golden light was inserted into his ring finger.

The girl raised her face, her eyes were clear and flawless: "Do you like it?"

César's fingertips moved unconsciously: "I like it."

"I like all the ones from Miss An."

Lucha glanced at it meaningfully, and César withdrew his hand:

"I put light magic on the ring, which can prevent you from being harmed by the evil darkness."

"Don't forget to drink milk."

What if the little villain always wants to do something?

Just let him hurt for a while!

Lucha went upstairs to rest happily.

César, who was on the spot, wrapped his fingertips with a napkin, and slowly took off the gemstone ring.

The flesh between the fingers, as if it had been scorched by a raging fire, showed a frightening red-black color, and spread the severe pain like being bitten by insects and ants.

He is darkness itself, fearing all light.

Miss An is a bright magician, but she said she wanted to protect him...

César raised the corners of his lips ironically, and the napkin and sapphire ring in his hand were instantly swallowed by a cloud of black mist and disappeared.

Seeing the milk on the table, César's eyes darkened, and he finally picked up the cup.

The milk is warm and sweet.

It was very similar to that day when the girl forced her pink tongue between his lips.

[Ding—the villain's favorability value +5. 】