Medea was a little upset.

The so-called "about to become the son-in-law of the Licinius family" must be Nola's bluff. Even if Medea doesn't use her brains and chests, she can think that Asker is definitely not that kind of person.

Of course, that didn't make her feel reassured.

After all, this is Nola's territory, and if she compares her heart to her heart, Medea thinks that the other party may take advantage of the home advantage and play some shady tricks, such as cheating on marriage or something...... It's a little uncomfortable just to think about it, grass.

She looked at Asker again, silently activating her mind-reading abilities. The Leader's mind was full of superficial thoughts, disorganized, and of little value to read—indicating that although Asker was politely answering Nola's parents at this time, he was actually bored in his heart.

Mia's mental activity next to her is all about eating this and that, and Sidlifa is about the same. In fact, these two fools have already put their ideas into action, and the two of them are the ones who eat the most at the table.

Peggy sat next to Asker, quietly listening to his conversation with Nola's parents, looking well-behaved and docile. The surface of her mind and body was smooth, indicating that her mind was empty at this time, and the girl was in a daze.

Sheila sat across from Nora's parents, and listened calmly and without saying a word, only interjecting occasionally, her mind spinning on how to build a good relationship with Nola's parents so that she could gain the support of the Licinius family in the future.

Medea sneered in her heart, sure enough, Theodora is on Nola's side, just because her family is rich? It's really realistic...... It's a good thing my dear Asker is not that kind of person.

Miel sat beside Medea, silent. Recently, the half-elf girl's words have become less and less, and even her presence in the team has become thinner and thinner.

But Medea knew what she was thinking about for a long time, and she couldn't sleep. If Nora hadn't been in the habit of reading minds to people other than Asker, I'm afraid that Mi'er's relationship with the Antichrist would have been exposed to her a long time ago.

The rest were Nora and Eleanor. Unfortunately, both of them are objects that Medea cannot read minds.

Sure enough, I can't get along with these two people...... Miss Succubus thought in her heart, and the knife and fork in her hand slowly turned between her fingers.

As the gist of the law of manipulation, at the very least, it is necessary to have a full understanding of the surrounding environment and the conditions at hand, and then to formulate the next manipulation strategy.

Now it seems that Nora and Eleanor will undoubtedly be his greatest rivals in the future, and Theodora obviously can't be counted on like this, so he should try to win over the remaining people.

Sidlifa and Mia are simply not difficult, and as for Mi'er, it may be a little challenging, but it is actually not difficult. Reasonable people are the best to deal with, as long as they are reasonable with facts.

Peggy is more troublesome, after all, this guy only has the head of the regiment in his eyes, and he talks to her about the alliance confrontation...... She was afraid that she couldn't understand and couldn't accept it.

Alas, if only I could comprehend one or two skills of the law of manipulation, it would not be so difficult now.

Regarding the follow-up promotion, Medea once asked the three hangers in the team to ask. Peggy and Eleanor's answer is "impulsive", and most of their skill comprehension comes from sudden epiphanies under violent emotional fluctuations.

This method is undoubtedly not suitable for Miss Succubus, because she herself is a more scheming "calm type". I want to make her blood warm...... Unless someone wrapped themselves in a quilt and lay on the bed in her bedroom.

Asker suggested that she read similar books, such as "Hypnosis", "Psychological Manipulation", "Eighteen Techniques of Interrogation", and so on. Medea is certainly trying, but it is not yet known how effective it will be.

She absentmindedly flicked the lobster shell with her knife and fork. On the other side of the table, Nola's parents and Asker chatted more and more enthusiastically. Nola's father, Marcus, in particular, seems to be intrigued by Asker's rich past.

You must know that in this world, mercenaries are almost synonymous with "uneducated". After all, who would not think of a highly educated adult who would not want to put his head on the waistband of his pants and go to the days of licking blood from a knife wound?

However, this is not the case with the young man named Asker in front of him. First of all, he was a nobleman from Constantinople, born into the Achilles family of the Quaternary Empire, and could barely be said to be a close match for the Licinian family.

Secondly, the other party's conversation also won Marcus's favor. It can be seen that this is not a rude mercenary whose muscle weight is greater than his brain capacity, but more like the well-educated and energetic young man that Marcus usually sees in his family.

Not only does he have a thorough understanding of the situation in the countries of the mainland, but he also has mature experience and means in managing the team. If it weren't for Nola's relationship, Marcus might have recruited him as the family's reserve talent, and then trained him to become a professional manager to help Capracillin take care of some business.

But since he wants to run his own mercenary group, that's no problem. Although the Licinius family will not be involved in military politics, it is necessary to hire a security company. If there are already "golden heads" in charge of affairs in Italy and Canada, then foreign forces can of course also develop.

So he skillfully guided the topic, expressing his optimism about the future of the Azure Sword Mercenary Group, and euphemistically put forward a hint that "I can sponsor you".

It's called sponsorship, but it's actually a shareholding. Of course, if things can go well with him and Nola, it is of course logical for the follow-up to change the dowry.

"Daddy!" Before Asker could refuse, Nora had already cried out in shame, "Can you stop talking about investment?" We are not short of money!! ”

I brought him here to let you get acquainted and cultivate your feelings, not to let you talk about business! Is our mercenary group scarce for your money?

"Haha, you see, Nora minds." Marcus winked his eyes at Asker, who grimled and laughed.

Liya smiled beside her, since her husband had a good opinion of this future son-in-law, of course she had no opinion. As for Nola's maintenance of Asker throughout the whole process, she also saw it all in her eyes, and she had a certain understanding of the relationship between the two in her heart.

The couple was in a great mood, but the rest of the room was not very good. Capracillin held her cheek with one hand, looking bored. Peggy was sitting next to Aske in a daze, when she suddenly looked at them suspiciously, as if she realized something, and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Eleanor stared at the dishes on the table, so bored that she had completely lost her appetite. Medea showed a smiling expression, staring at Nora with some coldness in her eyes.

Marcus and ** Liya were certainly not dull people, and they immediately noticed that something was wrong with the others present. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp siren suddenly sounded from outside.

Sirens?

Marcus immediately stood up, and there was a sharp knock outside the door.

"Come in!" Before Marcus could finish speaking, the secretary outside had already pushed the door in.

"Your Excellency." He said quickly, "Just now, the Holy See officially issued a Level 3 martial law order!" Now that the city is under curfew, I suggest you go back quickly! ”

The so-called level 3 martial law corresponds to the outbreak of deterrence level R3, and the ensuing wartime control of the entire city of Solomon.

All citizens will be forcibly ordered to stay at home and not go out. Even the people of the Licinian family have to communicate with the Holy See when they travel, which is very troublesome.

"What is the reason?" Marcus asked in a deep voice.

The secretary did not answer for the time being, and the electronic retina of the prosthetic eye had a waterfall of information. After about 30 seconds, he spoke:

"Your Excellency."

"The hour hand of Giotto's clock turns 15 ticks clockwise!"

"It's stopping at 10 o'clock at the moment!"