Domineering exposed

The entire interview process seemed very boring, and the commoner girls might occasionally show one or two attractive ones, but the sum of them was no match for the fingers of an ordinary student in the Holy Academy—even Yao himself was not genetically up to the mark. Completely perfect evolution, such and such defects doubled their pleasure when they had physical contact with the students of the Holy Academy.

Landis yawned cautiously, resisting his drowsiness so as not to fall asleep on the spot.

"I can make pies with fillings—" the girl who was introducing herself below paused, and looked at Landis in horror.

"You scared her, Landis." Yao lazily changed into a comfortable position. Now, he is leaning on the couch in the middle, facing a certain side of the hall, where there is a dense crowd of people standing there. A group of guards stood outside the guards. Standing in the shadows outside the guards was a small group of second-level entourages from the Blair family. Now, they all lowered their eyes respectfully, half of their faces were covered by the brim of their hats, and their faces were almost invisible.

At first glance, the second from the right is really nothing special.

No, he can be called a model among the entourage—from the moment he entered this hall, he has been standing there obediently, motionless, with inconceivable respect.

hypocritical.Yao squinted his eyes happily, and found that he began to miss the accompanying officer who always followed behind him, who liked the dark green military uniform the most, and couldn't stand any grievances.

He didn't know where the interview went. It seemed that Blair hired her directly to appease the girl who was frightened by Landis, but what did that have to do with him? His purpose of coming here had already been achieved ——The man stood there obediently, receiving his unscrupulous gaze for two full hours.

In the past, it is hard to say that Yao would not pay the price of being punched for this.

It’s all right now, Yao thought gloatingly, you can’t do anything, you can only stand there obediently and let me watch—oh, who told you to run away?

Deserve it.

After careful calculation, you will easily find that this is a bad debt, dear Captain Lu.

The whole of Fergolle - well, even with that damned earth, there's no one like me who pampers you and allows you to keep all your pride and pettiness while you're in uniform , I have to say proudly, I'm afraid your parents can be counted among them——

——"The next one! Synrad Blackgood—"

Yao was slightly taken aback, for the first time he took his gaze away from a certain entourage, and looked around in confusion: "What? Xin what?..."

"Hey, this name is quite strange." Beside him, Landis muttered suspiciously.

The door was gently pushed open, and a young girl came in from the backlight.The usual crazy image is well concealed, but now, every expression of this girl who grew up in a tube is comparable to that of any lady of formal aristocratic background, with just the right amount of tension, just the right amount of confidence, and just the right amount of pride—— Every step she took was as graceful as if it had been measured with a special ruler. The golden yellow braid that symbolized a commoner girl was neatly tied behind her, and her tail could occasionally be seen as she walked.

Yao sat up straight and subtly narrowed his gray-blue eyes.

"Civilian." Yao crossed his hands in thought, and said thoughtfully.

"Of course she is, I can't afford to invite a noble lady to be a lady officer." Blair joked with a smile, "A pretty little girl, with incredible rules, but the name is a bit strange——"

"I think it's a good name." Yao interrupted him expressionlessly.

Blair and Landis exchanged a curious look.

"Stop staring at me," Emperor Mandela snorted noncommittally, "because this is the name I created."

Blair was dumbfounded, and Landis bluntly said: "Pfft—you want the 'first come, first served' rule again?"

"Should I remind you that this shit law was first proposed by you, Landis."

"That's right, it's me." Landis wiped his face and said helplessly, "But I never planned to use it on a commoner girl—see that row of escorts? If you dare to touch this girl hand, I bet the one from the second from the right will jump out and cut your dick off."

Yao ignored him, turned to the restless girl in the middle of the hall, and asked without emotion: "Tell me about your family."

So there was some commotion in the hall—this was the first time that Emperor Mandela hadn't been looking in a certain direction in a daze for more than two hours—he even asked the girl a question, and it was still... about her family of.

In fact, this question is very personal.

So Sinrad faltered and blushed.

Lu Yuchen stood in the corner, frowning slightly. This was the only movement he had made since standing here—now, he even wanted to jump out and stick a note like "She's only 15 years old!" On the face of a man without a brain!

"answer my question."

Yao's voice obviously began to become impatient.

"I..." Sinrad looked like he was about to cry.

"Don't be afraid, good girl." Landis kicked his brother calmly, turned to Sinrad with a smile in his eyes, and said softly, "This Uncle Mandela is just a little irritable today, let me Let's talk about something else—you have a nice name, who gave it to you?"

Sinrad's pink lips twitched, and finally replied in a low voice: "It's my mother, my lord."

"What's her name?" Yao raised his eyebrows and asked stiffly.

Landis couldn't bear it and cursed in a low voice: "...can you be more polite, brother. It's a terrible behavior to greet someone's mother's name when you come up."

"Then you come." After a moment of apprehension, Emperor Mandela finally nodded his chin at the girl in the middle of the hall with a dark face.

Landis put on a harmless smile again: "Oh, Sinrad, can you tell me your mother's name?"

Yao: "...Excuse me... How is this different from me?"

"I'm smiling." Landis kept that charming smile and squeezed out the words from the corner of his mouth.

Sinrad hesitated for a moment, she was not sure if all the girls had to answer such a question, she began to regret not asking some related questions when the girls came out after the interview, at this moment, the remaining choices She only answered questions, so she slightly bent her knees and said respectfully: "Braggood, your lord."

"Thank you for your answer, my dear." Landis cleared his throat, and lowered his voice to Yao's ear, "Okay, what's the question?"

"Age, place of birth, father."

"...Brother... Your baby Lu Da's accompanying officer is angry, I smell it."

"It's okay, just ask, I will suppress it if something goes wrong."

"...Stop writing bad promises, if you can hold him down, he won't run away!"

"Shut up and ask."

"Okay, you won." Landis took a deep breath and turned his face, "Sinrad, you don't look 17 years old?"

"I'm fifteen, my lord," said Synrad, "but I can do a lot of things, not much worse than the older girls—"

"I don't doubt that, I can see that you are very good, Synrad—isn't it, Blair?" Landis smirked at Blair, who cleared his throat and nodded awkwardly.

"Where is your home, if we hire you, we have to ensure that you are safe enough on the way to and from get off work? Maybe...you can ask your father to pick you up to and from get off work, after we hire you?"

"Chi—" Yao turned his face away and laughed, "It's really lame."

Blair nodded in agreement: "It's not just a logical jump—it's really wide-ranging."

Lantis had bruised veins on his forehead, and he almost couldn't hold back his smile.

Sinrad took a step back vigilantly. She is not a fool. Even if she is facing the most honorable person in Fergolie, she--

"I was born in the third civil district. It was a dilapidated and crowded tube building. The toilet was very narrow and distinctive. When I squatted down, I kowtowed in front and touched my butt in the back. I have a mother and a stepfather, but unfortunately, the biological father is unknown—— And I already have a lover, my lord Mandela."

Sinrad said dryly, which made her look a little haughty.

"Love? You're only 15 years old."

This time, it was Yao who answered her, his voice sounded calm.

"Yes, but I have a lover, and he is here."

Lu Yuchen in the corner: "..."

The girl in the middle of the hall turned cruelly in the direction of the accompanying officer, and waved her hand: "Huh!~ Lu Lu, come out and show your face~?!"

Lu Yuchen: "..."

On the couch in the center of the front hall, Yao Mandela finally laughed uncontrollably——

"If it's him, you might be disappointed, little girl."

"Why?" Sinrad felt so courageous for the first time, and she looked at the gray-blue eyes of the supreme ruler of the planet without being humble.

Yao raised his eyebrows and replied calmly, "Because he is your father."

Landis: "...don't do this."

Blair: "...don't do that."

Lu Yuchen: "...Don't fart."

Sinrad: "You're crazy."

Yao: "Yes, he is."

Lu Yuchen: "Don't be so stupid, Mandela."

Yao ignored him, but turned to Sinrad, this time he looked very gentle, even with a smile on the corner of his eyes: "Then do you believe it, Sinrad?"

Sinrad (categorically): "I don't believe it."

"You must believe it." Yao stood up and announced calmly, "You have a name I personally chose, and your surname follows the title I bestowed on your mother. You are a Sarawit, my daughter."

Now, everyone in the main hall of Blair Palace—except Yao—looked as if they had just been struck by thunder.

"Let's get back to the point, Sinrad. I am your father, and Lu Yuchen is my lover, so there is nothing wrong with him being your father, right?"

"... from the beginning to the end." Captain Lu commented expressionlessly, and he looked at Sinrad seriously.

Sinrad looked back and forth between Yao and Mandela in horror. Her face was pale without a trace of blood, and she seemed to have been greatly shocked and frightened. This is simply a nightmare, the girl thought desperately.

In the silence of the room, Yao smiled: "How do you say that old Chinese saying-'Where can we not meet at the end of the world', tsk tsk."