The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"I think so, right?"

"Of course, as long as I have it, as long as you want it, I can get it for you."

Nan Zhiyi played with the empty wine glass and spoke with a haughty look on his face, as if to say that taking these things was as easy as drinking water.

The young man is full of vigor and has a fearless and domineering attitude. He is like a luminous body that can easily attract the attention of others.

"Just your words are enough. I don't want anything else. I only want you."

Amir shook his head, looked at him with some obsession, took the glass from his hand and poured himself a glass.

Drink it in the same position, and a little bit of the wine will flow down the corner of your mouth and across your Adam's apple as you swallow the liquid.

His eyes were a little misty due to being tipsy, and he looked silly and innocent.

After drinking, he subconsciously licked the remaining water on his lips with his tongue.

He leaned lazily on the arm that was holding Nan Zhiyi and rubbed it against his shoulder.

"Sure enough, the cup that Yi drank from is very sweet."

"Now that you know you can't hold your alcohol tolerance, you should drink less, right?"

"Ah."

Nan Zhiyi supported his shoulders, squatted down and leaned slightly against the wall to make him more comfortable, and gently stroked his long hair.

The atmosphere was just right for the moment, making people feel that the previous weird atmosphere was just a dream.

"What interesting things are you talking about in the corner?"

"Third brother and Duke Nan Zhiyi."

A few people were talking happily when they suddenly heard a familiar voice. They stopped talking and looked at the person who came.

The second prince Carl, wearing a light brown box-necked dress, walked in slowly from outside and went straight to the corner where Nan Zhiyi and the others were standing.

Seeing the direction he was walking, I followed his line of sight and found two people standing on the window balcony with the door half-open.

Only a few big words flashed through the minds of the people who were watching the show.

It's over, I'm going to die. I said something bad about someone and the person who did it heard it.

He broke out in a cold sweat and quietly moved his feet, trying to escape to another place.

"Prince Carl, you came at an unfortunate time. Your arrival has ruined the most exciting story I've ever heard. It seems that everyone is afraid of you!"

"Don't you agree, Viscount Marcia, Lady Bell..."

Nan Zhiyi put on a false smile on his face, looked meaningfully at the few people who were cowering and wanted to run away, and called out their names one by one.

"Look at what you said. We are all friends who are here to work together for the betterment of Noah King City. There is no such thing as being afraid or not."

"If you have something interesting, tell everyone about it! It's not a problem."

Karl said with a kind face, gave the group of dudes a warning look, then turned around as if nothing had happened.

The eyes of the others, whose curiosity had already been aroused, lit up when they heard this.

He even pricked up his ears and pretended to be minding his own business, but his entire attention was focused on this.

"Oh, that's it. It's nothing."

"Everyone knows that we come from a small place and don't know much about the etiquette between you nobles. It is normal for everyone to exclude and laugh at us.

But to say that we were caught doing that kind of dirty stuff in the Royal dressing room means we've been there for a long time.

This has risen to the level of rumor-mongering. It's funny. The aristocracy has very good manners and upbringing. We have seen it."

Nan Zhiyi pretended to be weak and pitiful as she spoke. When she saw their faces turned ugly, she paused for a moment and then pretended to be very sad and continued.

"Poor Prince Amir was so sad that he drank too much."

Everyone present was a face-conscious, scheming fellow, and when they heard this straightforward statement, they were immediately confused.

Everyone knows that now that the king has recognized the person, he is the prince, and bullying him is like challenging the royal majesty.

Even if it's a joke, you shouldn't open it like this. Once it's opened, you must not put it down with care.

In an instant, Carl's face darkened, and he stared sharply at those people who lowered their heads and acted like ostriches.

"None of you here are uneducated and uncouth.

I think you all know what to say and what not to say, so go down and accept your punishment!"

No matter what the relationship between the two was, once someone openly challenged the royal authority, he could not ignore it since he heard it.

Nan Zhiyi watched with satisfaction as he was being taken away. The leader looked at the Karl nobles and Karl with some resentment, and saw subtle changes in their expressions.

He smiled with a naive look on his face, looked at Carl with eyes full of gratitude and admiration, and pushed Amir who was leaning against him.

"Don't be sad, baby, I'll tell you what I am saying.

The king and the princes all truly treat you as a family member, so you must not listen to what the villain says."

Amir raised his red eyes, tears welling up in them, and he looked like he was about to cry.

You can tell he's extremely sad.

Nan Zhiyi patted his shoulder to comfort him, and pulled him to salute Karl.

“Thank you, Prince Carl, for taking charge for us.

Prince Amir has never been treated well, so he longs for the warmth of his family. As long as others treat him well, he will want to repay them a thousand times.

This is a small token of his appreciation that he asked me to pass on. Please accept it."

As he spoke, Nan Zhiyi took out a gift box and handed it to Karl solemnly.

The gift box was very ordinary and could not completely lock out the aura of the high-level magic beast crystal core inside. Moreover, this was a fire magic crystal that matched him perfectly.

Carl, who had originally planned to refuse directly, began to hesitate.

The other nobles who sensed the aura swallowed their saliva and stared at Carl with envy, wishing they could accept it on his behalf and take it home to refine it.

As expected, he is worthy of being a great magician. Even though he has not lived in the royal city and his vision is not high, the things he takes out are of high quality.

And he is obedient and easy to deceive, so does that mean I have a chance too?

"Prince Carl won't accept it. Is it because the things we bring out are not worthy of being presented?

Sorry, we don't know what to give you, so we'll give you another high-level spiritual fruit."

Amir pretended to be at a loss, bit his lower lip, and looked at Carl with admiration as he took out a gift box and handed it to him.

Oh my god, please wake me up, does this legendary thing really exist?

The guards who were secretly observing outside were unable to stand and had to be supported by the weak legs.

The nobles were not much better, their eyes were as fierce as those of wolves and tigers, with green light flashing. After all, these things were tributes to the king, and they were rarely seen.

The last time I saw it was probably ten years ago!

Carl thought about it and kept his composure, and quickly took it, as if he was afraid that something unexpected would happen and someone else would snatch it away.

"It's natural for brothers to help each other, Amir, you don't have to be so polite.

Carl, return the things to your brother."