"Rospier, what does this have to do with you?" Camore, after angrily scolding the big fat man, glanced at Vincent with a slight weakness, she didn't want any of her bad reputation to reach Vincent's ears, although she knew that it was just a cover-up, but it was better than being exposed to his face.

"Tsk, woman~ It's really a turn of face and doesn't recognize people, and if you have a new love, you will abandon your old love~" Rospear said with a shameless smile.

"Have I had anything to do with you?" asked Kemor, grimacing. Even if she hadn't been very careful before, she couldn't have taken a fancy to Rospear, a fat, formless guy.

"Miss Kemor seems to have forgotten that not long ago, it seems that you were going to make a big deal on behalf of the Business Alliance and our Royal Apothecaries!" Rothspear vulgarly spat the leftover bones on the luxurious velvet carpet, wiped the greasy hands on his body, and reached out to Kemore, "If you don't mind, I think we can continue the previous deal." ”

Kemorle looked at Rothspear's hand with some unknown disgusting objects on it in disgust, and reluctantly stretched out his fingers, shook his hand gently, and quickly took it back, took out a white handkerchief and began to rub his hands frantically.

"Well, Miss Kemor's taste is still so sweet~" Rothspear lewdly brought the place where Kemorle had held it to his nose, took a deep breath, and said with a pun.

"Hmph, let's go!" Although Kemorle forcibly shook Rospear's hand for the sake of the business alliance and the Royal Apothecary Society's deal, but after the deal was reached, he didn't want to stay by this vulgar guy for a minute, and after giving Vincent a look, he fled far away.

Before leaving, Vincent looked Rospear up and down seriously, he didn't understand who gave Roospier such confidence to dare to be so presumptuous here. Rouspier was nothing more than a spokesman for the Royal Apothecary Society, and in terms of status, he was even inferior to his bodyguard, who was once the head of the Knight of Light.

Rospear glared back at Vincent without hesitation, as if he was really just a passerby's bodyguard in front of him, not a paladin whose strength had approached or even reached the Sanctuary.

In terms of Vincent's character, of course, he would not have to deal with a junior like Roespier, seeing Rospear's rampant performance, Vincent just smiled politely, and followed Kemor out of this land of right and wrong. Vincent's mind is very clear, and he has a very accurate grasp of his position. He is now just one of Kemor's bodyguards, and he is only responsible for Kemor's safety, and everything else has nothing to do with him.

After moving away from Rothspear, Kemor breathed a sigh of relief, and while his exaggerated movements kept fanning his hands frantically in front of his nostrils, as if driving away something, he complained to Vincent: "I really can't understand why the Royal Apothecaries Society would let such a rude fat man come to be the spokesperson." That vulgar guy smelled rampant all over his body, and even the air was polluted!"

"I'm just wondering, Rouspir didn't seem to be so blind before, who gave him such confidence?" Vincent said with a look at Rospear, who was eating as if no one was around, from a distance.

"Leave that vulgar fellow alone, I swear that after this deal is completed, as long as I am in the Business Alliance, I will never have anything to do with the Royal Apothecary Society again, unless they replace this disgusting puddle of fat!" Kemorle said hatefully.

At this moment, Vincent's eyes moved slightly, and he noticed that an extremely small man wrapped in a black cloak appeared beside Rospear at some point, standing on tiptoe and whispering something in his ear.

After listening to the dwarf's words, Rouspier immediately threw the half-eaten food in his hand on the ground and hurried after the dwarf to the cabin.

Vincent was surprised that he had never seen a human of such short stature, and to exaggerate, the dwarf who had led Rospear away was like a monkey in clothes.

"Vincent, what are you looking at?" Kemorle asked softly, seeing that Vincent's attention was still not retracting in the direction of Rouspier.

"Nothing. - Miss Kemor, you are well-informed, I wonder if you have ever heard of such a short man in the imperial capital?" asked Vincent, gesturing casually. He didn't see the dwarf's true face because of the cloak, but that didn't stop Vincent from sensing something extraordinary about the guy.

"So tall, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Kemorle estimated, and the dwarf Vincent mentioned was only about a meter tall at most.

"Right on this cruise ship, that dwarf just lured your hated Rousspear away. Vincent replied casually as he stared at the door of the cabin where the dwarf and Rospeer had disappeared.

"It's impossible for a normal person to be so short, but it sounds like it's probably a dwarf or a goblin. Kemorle glanced in the direction of the cabin, and found no dwarf in Vincent's mouth, so he could only give a rough judgment.

"How dare the people of these two races appear openly in the imperial capital?" Vincent said in amazement. These two races, which are notorious on the mainland, are almost to the point where everyone shouts and beats them, and they don't dare to appear in front of the world at all.

"Who knows~ Maybe it's just a slave who came with a big man. Kemorle said indifferently.

"I don't feel like it. Rouspier had been clearly obedient to the dwarf, and I don't think any slave would have such a high status. Vincent shook his head slowly, he smelled a smell of conspiracy.

"Why don't we go along and see?" suggested Kemor. To be honest, after a night of tossing, she's a little tired of it now. If she didn't hurry up and find something to stimulate her nerves, she was really afraid that she would fall asleep before the celebration officially began!

"Well, such blatant stalking doesn't seem appropriate. Vincent said hesitantly.

"Cut~ This cruise ship is not from the Royal Apothecary Society~ where they can go, why can't we?" said Kemorle, pouting. Vincent was a little too rigid and hesitant to follow all kinds of rules.

"I'm just worried about your danger. Vincent reminded him.

"With you by my side, I have nothing to worry about. Could it be that you sense some potential threat inside?" asked Kemor curiously. Vincent, though always cautious, has rarely repeatedly dissuaded her from action since following her.

"There are some things that are better not to be touched. Vincent hinted with a complicated expression.

After hearing this, Kemor looked at Vincent in a daze for a while, and then smiled and said, "I was almost frightened by you, I thought you also mastered the oracle and could predict the future!"