Team villains except me

Huett doesn't like to wear dresses.

A collarless long coat with a waist, a wide neckerchief in organza, a vest embroidered with gold thread, and kyorot knee-length leggings cut in bias wire.

Hugh looked in the mirror and looked coldly at his luxuriously dressed self.

The princess gave him a four-leaf clover brooch in green onyx.

Huett watched his mother mockingly smile.

"I have to take it off anyway, why are you dressed so formally?"

The princess holding the golden cane covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly.

"Oh, baby, you don't understand these things, you have to dress better, so that those grown-ups will have more appetite looking at you."

Hugh looked at her expressionlessly, and put on the white silk gloves on his own.

He didn't want to have skin-to-skin contact with those disgusting people.

But in the end it was inevitable.

The princess turned around like a girl, her wide skirt fluttering.

She is excited.

"Hught...do you know who are the ones I will meet this time? They are all invisible, but there is you—my treasure, they are here for. You are the best gift in my life, my Hugh baby."

Huett responded indifferently.

"It's really an honor for me."

The meaning of irony is beyond words.

The princess pinched his chin.

"What's your dissatisfaction? Hugh, you have to know that there are not many people who have such precious blood like you. You have to be grateful. If it weren't for your blood to be useful, you would have died a hundred times and a thousand times. You don't have to Go around like me, and you can live well if you laugh! Hugh, don't be so proud of favors!"

Huett didn't want to argue.

Language is useless.In addition to stimulating her nerves.

Everyone said he was crazy, but he was not as crazy as his mother.

He has long since stopped caring.

His mother tied his legs and hands with rope to prevent him from escaping, and carried him into the wagon like a cargo.

Fabidos was far away from the palace, and he could feel the vibration of the magic circle.

His eyes were a little distracted.

He should have gotten used to such scenes, but for some reason this time, he always thought of his teammates frequently.

what are they doing

Let's have dinner.

After all, he will not be treated as a fish on the chopping board like him.

Everyone wants to scratch a piece with a knife.

"Do you know why they don't want a priest, they want you? My little dessert, their adult is an existence you can't imagine, and they have appointed you. But don't worry, their reward is very rich, it's just blood, I told As much as they want..."

"To shut up."

Huett looked at the chattering woman sharply.

He was very upset.

He had already thought of the scene of the half-mermaid eating in the cafeteria, but he was dismissed by the princess' words and disappeared.

The princess stopped talking, but her eyes were dark, and she carefully looked at the grown-up red-haired boy.

She hadn't looked at him so carefully for a long time.

When was the last time?

It seems that when he was still young, she put a curse on him.

She looked at her son, who was only useful with blood, and found that he looked good when he cried, much like her.

The one who cried was even more pitiful than her.

She stared at his expression, imitating him unconsciously.

Very useful.

She cried so deliberately in front of the king after she learned it.

The king obviously liked her more when he saw her crying like this.

After that, she was very busy, and rarely looked at Hugh Te's appearance, and Hugh Te rarely turned his face to her.

It turned out that her son had grown so big.

It was already between a boy and a man.

She suddenly softened her heart.

"Baby, don't be afraid, it's still the same as before, only a little pain, your blood will flow faster, and it will stop when it's enough."

Hugh closed his eyes and remained silent.

The princess turned her head to the side embarrassingly.

-

After Hugh got off the carriage, the ropes on his hands and feet were all untied.

Huett looked at the red marks on his hands indifferently, and covered them with his sleeves.

In front of him was a luxurious manor.

He has also been to Fiana's Rose Mansion, this manor is much richer than Rose Mansion.

Precious flowers, eye-catching gems, and gardens designed by masters.

Even the waiters are dressed like princes.

His mother fell into this situation like a fish into water.

Soon a circle of men surrounded her.

Her laugh sounded extraordinarily disgusting.

Huett walked to the corner calmly.

There is only one reason for him to come here.

Provide blood.

He is not a guest to be entertained, but a lamb to be slaughtered.

Then what can be done.

run away?

No matter where he fled, he would be found.

He could not escape his mother, nor could he escape this humiliating situation.

He could only vent his anger by overturning the table and burning the house down after providing the value.

It is even more true to the title of the mad prince.

Hught hid in the shadows, watching the nobles talking and laughing.

He looked at them like a bunch of twisted ghosts.

Gong chips are staggered.

Huett doesn't touch anything at this kind of banquet.

He clutched his empty stomach and watched the guests feasting on them indifferently.

"...Brother, what are you doing here? Why don't you go to dinner?"

The little boy in overalls touched his arm and looked at him curiously.

Huett didn't like or dislike children, but he had Arlene Hugh recently, and his tolerance for children was much higher.

The little boy was about the same age as Arlene Hugh.

After being threatened by the princess with Yalinxiu, Hugh sent Yalinxiu out of the palace.

Now Yalinxiu is in a special school, and each team member takes turns picking her up at night.

Huett and Airlet switched shifts.

He was supposed to pick up Arlene Hugh today.

He also promised Yalinxiu early to buy candied chestnuts with him.

He could only buy it first and hand it to Elliott, saying that something happened at the palace and he couldn't get away.

Looking at the little boy, he thought of Yalinxiu.

So he answered the little boy's question without perfunctory.

"I don't want to talk to them, and I don't want to eat dinner here."

The little boy let out an "ow" to show he understood.

"Adults hate it, don't they? What they say is boring. But brother, won't you be hungry if you don't eat? Let me get you some juice!"

Before Huett refused, the little boy ran away.

After a while, he took a cup of pink drink and stumbled over.

"Rose lychee juice! Brother, this is delicious!"

Huett wanted to refuse.

He looked at the sincere urging in the boy's eyes, and after a moment of silence, he drank the juice in front of his eyes.

The little boy looked at him expectantly.

"tasty?"

Hught swallowed the fruit juice that was too sweet and greasy, and said it was delicious without changing his face.

The little boy cheered and wanted to say something, but was invited away by the attendants.

After the banquet is over, irrelevant personnel will be cleared away.

The rest are waiting for another feast.

-

"Your Highness, please."

The attendants came to invite him to enter the arena respectfully, but their eyes were scrutinizing him unscrupulously.

Huett burned his eyebrows.

The servant who was burned screamed and was sent away by the butler who heard the sound.

The butler held his cane, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

He looked at Huett as if he were looking at an object.

Items that can be used.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to sit down."

Hugh stood up, shielding those greedy eyes on him.

Let's end it soon.

He is tired.

His mother sat peacefully on the luxurious leather chair, watching him being led by the butler to a long table covered with white lace tablecloth.

The butler politely motioned him to lie down on the long table.

Huett took a step back.

He coldly refused.

"I can just stand."

The butler suppressed his smile.

"This is not asking for your opinion, this is an order."

Hught's hand was on fire.

"I said, no."

The butler looked at him inscrutably, not taking his magic seriously.

The butler looked at him pityingly.

"Didn't Her Royal Highness tell you? We need blood from your heart."

Huett's pupils trembled slightly.

He suddenly turned to look at the woman who gave birth to her.

The princess turned her face away.

Huett understood everything.

He took off his gloves.

"You can't get my heart today."

He's going to kill.

The butler didn't move at all.

Huett's intuition was wrong.

His head began to spin dizzily.

He didn't touch anything—he even kept guard against the princess—when did he take the medicine? !

Huett fell in front of the lawn, thinking of the little boy.

...that cup of sweet and cloying drink.