Edward's words were interrupted, and he closed his mouth in amusement.

Everyone has their own secrets, and if he doesn't want to tell them, why force them?

George still has something to say, though

He stared at Edward tightly, his burning gaze revealing a sense of determination and grievance, like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied all day and finally made up her mind to quarrel with her arrogant husband.

What do you want to do? I didn't bully you, why do you want to quarrel with me...... Edward was a little uncomfortable.

"George, what's the matter with you?" stammered Edward.

George sat on his left and Emilia sat on his right.

For some reason, Emilia still held on to his hand, and from the time she entered Hogg House to now, she had never let go for a moment, and she had always held his hand firmly in the palm of her hand.

Edward didn't have time to pay attention to Emilia beside him, but concentrated on dealing with this bullied "little daughter-in-law".

"Eh, me, that ......"

George was taken aback by Edward, and most of the courage he had just mustered was leaked at once, and he lowered his head and secretly observed Edward's expression with his peripheral vision.

"Tsk...... Say it quickly. ”

"That...... You'll have to promise me not to be angry, I said. George said with a wince.

"Angry, hey, we're only meeting for the second time, why am I mad at you?"

"Uh, I, I'......"

Without the expected response, George panicked for a while, his face flushed red, his hands interlocked, and he subconsciously pinched his fingers.

"Actually, I want to ask you......" George whispered.

"What?"

"So, what about the sister who was with you that day?"

"Sister?"

"Just, that's the pretty sister in a maid's outfit, she's, she's calling the night, isn't she? Why wasn't she with you, she, was she sick?" George's face turned redder.

"Night, oh, she...... She's gone. Edward was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and the next second, deliberately pretended to be calm and asked, "You just want to ask me this?"

"No, no, I want to say......" George said in a low voice, clenching his fists, "please let her go!"

"Huh, what are you talking about?" said Edward, confused.

"Please let her go, let her go for the night, and give her freedom!" George's eyes revealed infinite anticipation and yearning, red cheeks, coupled with a strange voice that was almost about to burst, quite a brave manhood, "I, I know she is beautiful and charming...... But I hope you can let her go! She should live a normal life, not be a miserable slave, by you, by you......

"What about me?" said Edward, laughing suddenly.

"Eh, by you, by you, hmm...... I don't know what exactly you've done to her, but in short, please let her go, I'll give you as much money as you want!" George bowed his head deeply, not daring to look into Edward's eyes.

He seemed to be ready for the wrath of the other party.

"You want to buy her?" Edward raised an eyebrow.

"No! I just want her to be free! Like a blooming flower, her charming beauty belongs to heaven and earth, and should not be trampled on by anyone, right?"

"You're pretty good at talking. ”

"I, I ......"

"Well, I see what you mean. Edward sighed, "To be honest, I really haven't done anything excessive to her, and even if I did, I don't remember. ”

"Don't remember, you—How can you be so irresponsible! You......"

"Ahh Edward smiled wryly.

Regarding the night, he was not in a hurry, but someone came to worry for him, and justly accused him of "trampling on flowers" and asked him to release him...... Edward didn't know what to do but smile wryly.

"Let her go?" said Edward, leisurely, "I have no opinion, but I don't know if she will say yes or not." ”

"She must be happy! Nobody likes to be a slave, the pain is worse than death! As long as you don't embarrass her anymore, she must be grateful to you for giving her back her freedom!" George's tone was firm.

"Hehe, really, then, if you have a chance, you should ask her. ”

"I ......"

"I said, George, you seem to know very well about slaves, do you say that you were a slave too?" asked Edward.

"How is that possible! I—I'm just ......"

Before George could say anything, he was suddenly drowned out by one high-pitched cheer after another from all around him.

With the female surname as the main force, the freshmen in the audience were more and more excited, shouting loudly at the top of their voices, and the piercing screams converged into terrible waves, wave after wave, one after another.

Edward hurriedly blocked his left ear with his left hand, but left his right ear alone to endure the unpleasant noise.

Because, his right hand has been held in the palm of Emilia's hand, and he can't pull it out.

It didn't take long for a beautiful man to gracefully walk up to the stage, brushing his dazzling short blonde hair, smiling and waving to the freshmen in the audience.

"It's Arthas, Arthas, he's finally here!" said George, excitedly.

When Kane was speaking on the stage just now, the freshmen in the audience were drowsy, not to mention any screams, at most it was just a symbolic applause, everyone was not interested, so Edward and George had the opportunity to chat as if no one was around.

But now the situation is completely opposite, the lively scene is like a concert, and the sleeping freshmen present suddenly come to life, one by one, and all their attention is on the man named Arthas on the stage.

"It's just a freshman, and as for such a big scene, it's really a group of noisy human beings. Edward said dismissively.

"That...... Are you—aren't you a human being?" asked George weakly.

"Tsk...... I'm not. Edward ignored George's complaints, frowned and asked, "He's such a stinky fart, what's the matter?"

"Y-You don't even know him?"

"I don't know. ”

Of course I don't, and I'm not human......

"He's Arthas Ureon, the second prince of the Holy Empire!, the man known as the Maiden Killer!" replied George.

"Teenage killers?, a bunch of stupid humans with a mind full of mating and mating, it really makes me sick. ”

"That...... You're human too, why do you say that?" said George, depressed.

The people on the stage are busy controlling the situation, and Edward and George in the audience do not forget to take the opportunity to complain.

After listening to George's words, Edward understood what these screams were all about. A girl killer, a boy terminator, Alsace lives up to its name.

The females shouted the prince's name and showed off their bewitching figures and beautiful features, trying to attract the prince's attention, while the males cheered and applauded the stinky fellow with their sincerest contempt.

Men hate women and love women, and the scene is not lively.

It took a long time for the confusion to subside, and Arthas seemed to have expected all this, and began his speech unhurriedly.

"Ahem...... Hello, I'm Alsace. Alsace said.

"Wow wow

The simple opening sentence once again detonated a piercing sound.

To be honest, Alsace does have a proud capital.

With clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, his fresh and handsome appearance makes many female surnames ashamed. Perhaps just looking at his handsome and dashing face will make people think that he is more handsome than masculine, slightly feminine, but this is the secret of Prince Arthas's reputation as a girl killer.

He was smiling all the time.

There was probably nothing in this world that could move his heart. Alsace lived in the royal palace all year round, and the elegance and nobility he cultivated since childhood made him look otherworldly, and his gentle and watery bearing gave him a charming manhood.

Even if you don't consider his status as the second prince of the empire, regardless of his status, this sense of surname and chic alone is enough to conquer all female surnames.

Of course, this is also the reason why compatriots with male surnames hate him. What a stinking fart!

So, Edward was curious.

Men hate women, so what does a magical creature like Emilia think of Arthas, who is neither a man nor a woman, does she like his sense of surname, or does she hate his femininity?

"Amilia, you ......" retracted his gaze, and Edward suddenly noticed a detail.

After Arthas stepped onto the stage, Emilia held his hand even tighter.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" asked Edward.

"Edward......" Emilia whispered his name without looking up.

"I'm here, what's going on?" Edward asked worriedly.

"He, know me. ”

Emilia's voice began to tremble.

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