After My Enemy Finds Out I'm a Succubus [Transmigration Book]

The same is true of Master Searle, it is better to read less knight novels in the future.What's "living up to His Highness's expectations", I don't think it's so funny if you said that without a limp.It's hard to hold back a smile, please understand me. "

"..."

In terms of poisonous mouth, he must be no match for Luke.

It shouldn't be the case.

After Luke sent away the cursing and lame young master, Lance and the servants removed the leftovers from the dining table and sent them back to the kitchen.

"How about it, does Your Highness like the dessert this time?" Mrs. Maggie, the cook, asked.

Mrs. Maggie has been working as a cook in Luke's mansion for five years, and her son is also serving as a guard under Luke's hand—yes, it is the mother and son who were rescued by Luke on the King's Royal Road a few days ago .

From then on, in addition to their responsibilities, they repaid Luke for his life-saving grace.

Lance smiled and showed her the half-empty cake cup.

"I think I like it." "Oh, that's really rare." Mrs. Maggie clapped her hands happily. "It seems that your hard work was not in vain."

The unremarkable little cake that Luke liked very much was made by Lance himself, from making cream, baking to refrigerating and unmolding.

"Thanks for your teaching." Lance smiled and put it into the cardboard box.

"It's a pity to throw away the rest, why don't you eat it." Mrs. Maggie said, "I don't think you mind if His Highness eats it?"

"……is it okay?"

"After all, it's your wish, it's better than being eaten by wild dogs."

Lance took it back and held it in his hand.

Luke's dining etiquette is standard, and the used cakes are cut neatly. From the traces of the cut surface, one can imagine the little prince's wrist being pressed and raised, and after eating, a little sweet and happy smile appeared.

Lance carefully forks off a piece and puts it in his mouth.

Eat the same cake with His Highness.

He couldn't help but bend his eyes.

"Have you tasted it?" said Mrs. Magee pleasantly.

Lance was taken aback: "No."

"Do you still have no sense of taste..." Mrs. Maggie said with emotion, "It is said that when the gods bestow one thing, they will take back another. But this is the first time for a person like you who has no sense of taste and can master cooking skills." See."

"It's amazing." Lance said humbly, "I just really want to do this well."

"People often say that I can cook good food because I loved it when I was a child. Only when I really like it can the food have a soul." Mrs. Maggie smiled kindly, "For you, the soul in dessert is what you love. Your Highness likes it?"

Lance was slightly taken aback, lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, I like His Highness who shows 'I like'."

His eyes were indifferent: "I can make something that His Highness likes - this is the only thing I can do."

The scene of Xia Zuo Cecil kneeling on one knee to His Highness during lunch was engraved in Lance's mind.

Xia Zuo is His Highness's sharp sword, able to fight for him on the battlefield, go deep into the enemy's camp to obtain information for him, and hold His Highness's hand openly, and pull His Highness down to enjoy the fireworks.

Lance had never thought about what the difference in status would bring, nor did he care about the difference between a duke and a slave.

But now he finds that he, who has lost his status, can do very little for His Highness.

There is only this little cake in my hand.

However, it seems that there is nothing wrong with maintaining this state.

"I think I know what 'sweet' feels like."

Lance to Mrs. Magee.

"Is such that."

He recalled Luke's expression, and slowly revealed a sweet and happy smile.

The spring wind blows from the window, bringing in the fragrance of flowers and blowing Lance's silver hair.

No pain, no taste, Lance never thought about these things before meeting His Highness.

And after meeting His Highness, he doesn't have to worry about it.

It seems that after meeting Luke, he understood what pain is and what sweetness is.

From a frown to experience the pain of the other party, from a smile to share the taste of the depths of the soul.

And from the kiss...

Lance was a little dazed, and his fingers stopped one centimeter above his lips, rubbing them in the air.

He was reluctant to actually touch, lest the new sense of touch overwhelm the feeling of Luke's lips kissing there.

At this moment, someone broke into the kitchen.

"Someone is looking for you, Lance!"

"Who?" Lance retracted his fingers.

"An old man, never seen before."

Lance dealt with the matter at hand and walked out.

He found the person who wanted to meet him in the empty alleyway in the back kitchen.There is nothing else here except them. Both sides are towering stone walls. Occasionally, a bird flies by from a high altitude, and the sound of flapping its wings can be clearly heard.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, hunched over, dressed in sloppy clothes, and looked familiar.

"That's right, it's you." The old man clapped his hands and laughed.

His voice was as loud as his snoring, and it was only then that Lance remembered that it was raining that day, he and His Highness were warming up by the fire in the small hut, and it was this old man who had been sleeping and snoring by the window.

At that time, he was in poor condition, and he was negligent about what happened outside.Recalling now, in order to prevent the smoke from choking His Highness, he used a small light curtain technique. "I want to ask you to do something for me." The old man said with a smile, "—use your holy power."

Lance's eyes turned wary.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else." The old man said, "Let's talk about the reward first. What do you want?"

Seeing that Lance was silent, he started talking on his own.

"Freedom from slavery?"

"Have a place in the Holy See?"

"Won the title of knighthood and knighthood?"

"Or... the key to the oldest library on the continent?"

The author has something to say: Mrs. Audit!It was really just a simple kiss!Feeling comfortable is because the growing pains have stopped, not because the kiss is comfortable!Biting his tongue in anger is also angry, expressing that he is very resistant to obscenity and pornography!

Thank you Mrs. Audit for letting me go, kowtow to you QAQ

small theater:

Indeed, brotherly love.

Indeed, loyalty to master and servant.

Luke (burst of tears): Ahhh, my brother-in-law is gone ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lance (touches mouth, blushes)

Xia Zuo Cecil's women's clothing can be automatically associated with King Kong Barbie - leg hair + pink skirt + Bulgarian demon king.