But what did Slime do wrong?

After the young man asked, the subordinates did not dare to answer immediately.

However, there is no need for him to give any more responses, this kind of silent silence has already announced something in the silence.

Not to mention that the young Maffia leader standing in front of him possessed a creepy intelligence and talent, and with just such a small detail, he was actually able to deduce everything he wanted.

"Ah, so that's the case."

The white young man who seemed to be able to glow in the dark said something with a sigh.

"It turns out that you... haven't been able to bring back any useful information."

When the young man said this, it sounded like a spontaneous exclamation, but it made the man in front of him panic.

He knelt on the ground even more uneasy, looking as if he wanted to put his whole body on the ground directly, in order to beg the forgiveness of the young man in front of him: "I'm sorry, Master Bailan... This is my fault! I will work harder for you, so..."

"so?"

The white-haired young man answered his words with a smile, as if he was waiting to see what else the other party could say.

Perhaps it was because his attitude gave the man kneeling on the ground some wrong perceptions, so he thought that he might have a chance to erase the incompetence that was not too much. So he plucked up the courage to ask Bai Lan.

"Please give me another chance! This time I will definitely bring you back—"

Of course he couldn't finish his words, and he fell down limply, and when he hit the ground, he made a very dull sound.

It wasn't until his body fell that the blood gurgled out one step later, and soon already wet the small piece of the floor, accumulating a large pool of red.

Bai Lan lowered her eyes carelessly, and called out, "Clean up."

Immediately someone came out from the shadow on one side, and silently began to clean up the "garbage" and blood on the ground.

But the smile on Bai Lan's face was still the same as before, and even his voice was still the same, sweet and greasy, as if too much sugar had been added, almost so sticky that it could be pulled out.

"Is the tail tidied up?"

Bai Lan asked.

"After all, now is not the time for us to stand on the opposite side with Pengelie."

"Please rest assured, Lord Bai Lan."

"Everything has been dealt with. Pengelie will only think that this is the counterattack and revenge of the Derek family who cut off the drug smuggling channel last month, and will never contact us."

"Really?" Bai Lan responded dispensably, "That's the tenth generation of our Peng Geli, super intuitive...it really is the ability to cheat."

"Go check it out for me."

Bai Lan's voice cooled down.

"If Pengo Lie's Judaime can pick up the plane in person, the identity of the other party must be extraordinary, and there are things that need attention. Now that all the plans have come to an end and are about to close, I don't want any problems to arise. .”

"Yes, Lord Brandi."

Accompanied by such a respectful answer, the door was opened and closed, and it was the sound of someone leading the order to leave.

The white-haired young man sat back in front of his large table, softened as if he was bored, and lay on his side on the table, with his cheek against the cold table.

Then, I stretched out my hand and took out a pack of marshmallows from the side drawer.

In short, with his appearance, he looked extremely harmless, and no one could connect him with the indifferent and cruel leader of Maffia who killed people at the slightest disagreement.

"...Don't let me down, Sawada-kun."

Bai Lan bit the marshmallow in her mouth, and the smile on her face was like a marshmallow. At first glance, it looked sweet and harmless, but after she bit it, she would find that there was a strong malice coming out of it.

"This world is the first and last battle between you and me."

Bai Lan stretched out her hand towards the air, as if trying to grab something floating in the sky.

"Although there seems to be something different in this world...but that's also a kind of fun, isn't it?"

"Even if it is a wonderful song, if it is repeated hundreds or thousands of times, it will make people feel tired."

His voice became lower and lower, until it was completely swallowed up by the darkness, and he couldn't hear clearly anymore.

****

"..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly sneezed loudly and loudly.

Because the noise of his sneeze was... a bit loud, so that Rimuru and Tohsaka Sakura who were sitting in the back seat cast their gazes forward together.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was exposed to what they wanted to express, smiled a little embarrassedly: "Ah, it's okay, maybe I inhaled the dust."

Hearing this, the driver in charge of driving looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with a look of extreme horror.

Boss, don't talk nonsense!The inside of this car is definitely cleaned many times every day, it is clean and spotless!

If this word spreads out, I will be disappointed. I beg you to give your subordinates a way to survive!

Sawada Tsunayoshi sensed his gaze, touched his nose, and realized that his flickering might indeed be not very clever.

"Don't worry, it's really nothing." Tsunayoshi Sawada explained dumbfoundingly, "Well, maybe it's just that someone misses me?"

Rimuru blinked, and tentatively accepted this explanation.

Except for the sudden attack for which they didn't know what they wanted, their next trip went smoothly, without any accidents, and they arrived at the residence of the Pengo Lie family unimpeded.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stepped out of the car first, opened the car door for Limuru, and then gave a hand to Limuru in a very gentlemanly manner: "Come on, Your Highness."

He half-jokingly said: "Welcome to Pengo Lie."

"Wow!"

Rimuru was a little surprised.

He was a little shocked and had a conversation with Charles in his brain: [Is this an Italian?It really is extraordinary! ]

Ciel was a bit uncomfortable with Limulu's stalk, but this did not prevent him, as Limuru's single pusher, from responding to Limulu's words: [You are right, my master. ]

Rimuru: [...Although it is affirmed, why does it always feel strange. ]

Rimuru didn't have Fusawada Tsunayoshi's kind intentions, got out of the car with the help of the other party, turned around again, and took Tohsaka Sakura down.

The residence of the Vongola family in front of him far exceeded Limulu's imagination. He had already sighed in Yokohama before the towering building like a landmark in the port Maffia, but only now did he know that it was the same as the Vengley family. It's still a little bit pale in comparison.

"This is the Pengo Lie Manor. Please stay here temporarily for a while."

Sawada Tsunayoshi said so, took out his mobile phone to look at it, and smiled at Limuru apologetically.

"Afterwards, Colomb will come over to test whether the child has the ability to ignite flames with the attribute of [fog], and the aptitude to learn illusion... Please don't worry, Colomb will be a good teacher."

"I still have some things to deal with now, please forgive me for not being able to stay with you for the time being and take you to have a good taste of the scenery of Italy."

"However, I have sent someone to prepare a sumptuous banquet for you, and please have dinner with me afterwards."

Sawada Tsunayoshi had a good-looking and hearty smile on his face, like a clear sky, which made Rimuru unconsciously infected.

"You're joking." Limulu said, "Thank you very much for your hospitality!"

"Ah, by the way..." Rimuru asked, "Judaime...do you like drinking?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi actually didn't quite understand why Rimuru asked herself such a question: "Well, my words should be okay?"

Then he saw the young man in front of him stretch out his hand towards him. On the open palm of the other party, there was some kind of invisible and colorless force twisting slightly for a moment, and a very delicate and beautiful container appeared It was in Limuru's hand, and then handed over by the other party.

It was a jar not much bigger than a full-grown cat, and it was a beautiful glass color.When Tsunayoshi Sawada took it, he heard a "squeak" sound from the movement inside the jar, thinking that it should contain some kind of liquid.

Reaching out to Rimuru's previous question, Tsunayoshi Sawada already had a guess in his heart.

"It's wine... right?"

he asked with a smile.

Limulu nodded.

"This is a gift I prepared for a door-to-door visit!"

He looked smug.

Sawada Tsunayoshi laughed: "That's not necessary."

"Vongola and the port Maffia are allies. This level of care is not something to be thanked for."

"Then treat it as my personal gift!"

Limuru knows how to use and what kind of words to say at this time.

Faced with such a shameless style of his, Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head with a helpless smile, but did not say a few words of rejection: "Okay, I understand."

He took the bottle of wine.

"Then we'll see you tonight!"

Seeing the backs of Rimuru and Tohsaka Sakura going away, Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes: "Although he is young, he is already an excellent king."

He turned the big empty ring on his hand.

"Reply to Port Maffia, just say..."

"We recognize this new owner of Yokohama and are willing to maintain the previous cooperation with Port Maffia."