The unanimous words stunned Jimt and Carral.

Then, the two of them squinted at the same time-

"You don't want to talk about Count Bate's nephew, do you?"

Jimmt asked with a smile.

"You don't know that Count Bate's nephew has a mistress, do you?"

Caral asked with the same smile.

"You wouldn't know that the mistress was the one he used to fish, would you?"

Jimt smiled even more heartily.

"You don't know that mistress has another identity as the old lion's shadow, right?"

Carral smiled even wider.

"You don't know that the mistress has confessed her identity to him, do you?"

Jimt's smile began to retract.

"You don't know that he actually knew the identity of that mistress for a long time, and he approached it on purpose, right?"

Caral smiled a little forcefully.

Then, both of them stopped laughing and fell silent together.

The two never thought that the other party had noticed that guy before this, and had made such a detailed investigation.

Suddenly, the two squinted at each other.

Unlike any previous time, this time they looked at each other, and the two of them were extremely square.

There is also a faint confrontation!

At the same time, allegiance to Arthur doomed two arrogant people to secretly compare.

Not intentionally, but instinctively.

It's like putting two gems together, which always makes people unconsciously compare.

In fact, it's not just gemstones.

Even if two stones are placed there, it will make people compare.

It's just—

'Will the guy you're targeting be able to sleep?' ’

Arthur, sitting on top of the bones, sighed secretly.

In his 'coastal transport' plan, the three territories of West Berlin, Einhaas, and Bate must be linked.

He had wanted to pick a suitable candidate in the domain of the Count of Bert.

However, it seems that it is not needed at all.

Jimmt and Caral have already chosen.

What is a profession?

It's called professionalism!

Arthur wouldn't ask why the two knew Earl Bate's nephew so well - with their personalities, they naturally had corresponding ambitions.

So, this understanding is reasonable.

Arthur didn't hate such ambitions.

On the contrary, he appreciates.

Because—

He has absolute confidence in controlling such people.

The more ambitious I am, the more I have to show what I can do.

Otherwise, I'll make you palu rice!"

Thinking to himself, Arthur looked at Jimt and Carral more and more calmly.

He waited patiently for the two of them to 'communicate again' to end.

In fact, without Arthur's urging, the two noble children soon noticed Arthur's gaze and the undisguised appreciation in his gaze.

When he noticed this appreciation, Carral's heart trembled slightly.

It was the first time he had seen such appreciation.

For as long as he can remember, all he has been exposed to has been jealousy.

His titular brother praised his swordsmanship while trying to cut off his fingers, his titular sister praised him for awakening his bloodline early and had the cook poison him in his dinner, and his titular brother called his brother sweetly while saying in front of his father and uncle that he strangled his most beloved kitten to death.

Distorted envy turned into envy.

Extreme jealousy turned into disgust.

He grew up in that environment.

In order to grow up in that environment, he never really showed it, because he knew that any display would only bring him more danger.

And now......

He saw appreciation.

Adults recognized him.

Emotions that had never been felt before filled Carlar's heart, and even—in this moment, Carral felt that his world suddenly lit up.

It is different from choosing 'Lionheart' in order to survive.

It was a last resort, just to live.

Live alone in the dark.

Alive, lonely and dead in the dark.

But at this moment, a beam of light shone in the darkness.

Carral's excitement was so great that his whole body trembled slightly.

When Jimt saw this, he couldn't help but pout and chuckle.

"Huh."

There was indifference in Jimt's eyes, but the palm hidden in his sleeve was already clenched.

Similar to Carral, Jimmt grew up in a difficult environment, and he could sense his own father's jealousy of him.

It's a kind of jealousy that 'if I had a gift like you, I wouldn't have fallen to this point.'"

Rife with shirk.

If it weren't for his aunt, he would have died long ago.

Died at the hands of his own father.

Because of this, he didn't hate his aunt, he hated that cowardly father.

So, he left the Novia Collar and went to West Berlin.

He wants to get everything he wants with his talent.

And he did, and the Marquis of West Berlin valued his talent and betrothed him to his second daughter, but that kind of valuation, full of strange greed, was an investment between businessmen, similar to his aunt, and even less pure than his aunt, but Arthur was different.

It's so calm and pure.

Jimt perused the sensation he had never felt before.

Arthur, who was sitting on a high place, [his eyes were like torches] and [Observing Words and Expressions] flashed again and again.

'Hey, are they two loveless guys?'

No wonder they are so cautious. ’

Thinking in his heart, the appreciation in Arthur's eyes became more and more obvious.

Only by building a good relationship with your subordinates can you make everything easier.

Therefore, what you lack, I Arthur will give.

And at this very moment-

"My lord, do you need a betrothal to someone?

I think the third and fourth daughters of the Marquis of West Berlin are very good.

They are twins, and they are very much loved by the Marquis of West Berlin, and if you choose to be engaged to them, the Marquis of West Berlin will be yours - the Marquis of West Berlin has no heirs, and those nephews can all be killed, and the eldest daughter, although engaged, is widowed for a long time, and does not care much about the affairs of the territory, she can sleep for you as a court official, and then we will cause another accident and send the Marquis of West Berlin away......

That's where your journey begins. ”

Jimmt asked, leaning down.

'Hey, hey, do you want to hear what you're saying?' Am I that kind of person? ’

Arthur looked at Jimt and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

And Karaal on the side sneered.

"The Marquis of West Berlin is not a fool!

His strength is also undoubted, so if we want to do it, we must first thunder and kill him first, and we must not make him have any vigilance - we can use you and your fiancée to encounter danger while traveling, attract him to come, and then ambush him.

Then, through the funeral of the Marquis of West Berlin, all the bloodlines of the West Berlin family were gathered...... Kill them all!

Only in this way can the eldest who married the daughters of the two Marquis of West Berlin be able to take over the West Berlin Territory logically. ”

After saying that, Carral also looked at Arthur.

Looking at the two of them staring at him with blazing eyes, Arthur sighed helplessly in his heart.

He had just seriously thought about it.

If he had become a contemporary 'black cat' earlier, with a large number of 'black cats' and the support of his family, he wouldn't mind doing so.

But he became a contemporary 'black cat' when the 'cat pie. Black's rules have long since changed - everything needs to be started all over again, not only does he need to gather his own 'Black Cats', and the family will not give him any support in this matter.

After a while, he wrote the rule as 'Cat Pie. Black's program.

Anyway, he is a contemporary 'black cat', and he can write whatever he wants.

And now?

Arthur shook his head slightly, and before he could speak, the eyes of the young 'medium' were already filled with infinite love, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned

His voice was even more gentle than ever—

"I already have a lover who will never die, her name is Malinda, and you may have heard of her.

She had a lot of tolerance for me.

She has been very helpful to me (she is very generous).

We have long been unable to leave each other. (Most of the industry has been tied to death). ”

Arthur interprets the emotions between him and Malinda in words that are understood by the masses.

Looking at Arthur's heartfelt love and listening to Arthur's soft words, Jimt and Caral showed regretful expressions.

In the eyes of the two, the magpie's nest dove is the fastest way.

It's not that others don't want to do it.

It's incompetent.

There is neither the strength and wisdom of the grown-ups, nor the 'cat pie. Black'、The support of the family。

I couldn't please the two ladies.

Especially the latter, Gimt is convinced that if an adult with Mr. Charlie's blood makes a move, the two ladies will definitely become a good helper like his aunt.

It's a pity that adults only seem to love one person!

Jimt thought regretfully, but his eyes became more and more approving.

In the face of such a great temptation, they would rather give up than abandon the person they love...... What kind of love is this?

Only people with such love will find out that I and the perverts around me are not disgusted, but ecstatic, and do not hesitate to take us in at all levels.

Such an adult is worthy of real follow.

As for the emotional weakness of adults?

As a knight of adults, I naturally want to help adults share their worries! ’

Thinking of this, Jimmt once again knelt down on one knee and saluted.

It's the same with Caral.

Sure enough, only an adult whose heart is full of love can accept me and the perverts around me.

It's just that adults attach too much importance to emotions, and there are some things that can be very disadvantageous.

In that case, leave these shady things to me. ’

Caral thought silently to the bottom of his mind.

Arthur looked at the subtle expressions of his two subordinates, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He guessed what the two guys were thinking at the moment.

Sure enough, two problem children!

In the future, you have to adjust it slowly! ’

Arthur thought to himself, his body had left his chair.

He slowly got up and walked straight forward.

It was as if there were invisible steps in mid-air.

The young 'medium' just took a volley down the air.

Unhurried and elegant.

And when Arthur stood in front of Jimt and Carral, the top of the bones behind him, the seat of the remnant of the soldier, shattered silently, as if cut by hundreds of sharp blades, and fell like powder.

But the next moment, the tiny sound was muffled.

In the courtyard, only Arthur's faint voice existed—

"Compared to the West Berlin territory, now ......

We have one crucial thing to do! ”

(End of chapter)