Tahrir dared not speak out.

After all, Ishtar still holds the power over his life and death.

Talil took a deep breath.

Let himself ignore the fact that made him feel cold.

After Yili drank the potion given to him by Tariel, he felt much better.

"How are you feeling now?"

Ishtar asked Yili with concern.

"Much better, thank you."

"Do you like Tariel's strawberry-flavored potion?"

"I like it. It's sour and sweet, very special."

"If you like it, ask him to make all your potions strawberry flavored from now on."

"But, Tariel said this strawberry-flavored potion is difficult to mix."

"It's okay. He's just sitting around doing nothing anyway. If you don't give him something to do, he'll go crazy and bite people everywhere."

"...Really? That Tariel is terrifying."

Talil, who heard everything clearly outside the door, said: "..."

Are you two polite?

Have you ever considered his feelings?

…

"It seems that Wizard Tariel's magic is still as superb as ever. Her Royal Highness is now as healthy as before."

The servant combed her thick and fluffy hair and sighed with a loving look on her face.

Yili looked at herself in the mirror, dressed beautifully and exquisitely, and couldn't help but touch her face.

Why has her appearance changed?

Although his facial features were the same as before, he now gave her an extremely unfamiliar feeling.

"Her Royal Highness has become more and more beautiful since she came here. I was worried that she would suffer a lot here, but I didn't expect the island master to love her so much and take such good care of her. The princess's mother will definitely be very pleased when she knows this."

"Yeah?"

Yi Li asked back as she looked at herself in the mirror, who seemed so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

"Of course, the princess's mother was one of the most beautiful women back then. Her life was not easy before, so I couldn't see anything. But now I see that there are some of your mother's shadows in her."

The head servant was braiding small pearls into Yili's hair while chatting with her with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yi Li just smiled and said nothing.

She finally knew what was wrong.

She looks more and more like the people here.

She began to assimilate.

When did it start?

From the time Ishtar used his special powers to save himself, or from the bowl of fishy-smelling medicine he fed himself, or from the bottle of potion that Tariel handed to him?

Yi Li touched her stunningly beautiful face and put on a harmless smile.

Do you really think she is a good person?

She is the kind of person who would die together if she was forced into a corner.

If you dare to assimilate her, don't regret it.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto Yili, adding a bit of warmth to her.

"Get dressed up so you can make it to the afternoon tea party. Our princess is so beautiful, there must be a lot of people who like you. No wonder the island master is willing to pamper you so much. With a face like yours, even I would be eager to give you everything I have."

Yili looked at the head servant and blushed: "Don't praise me anymore."

"The little princess is even more beautiful when she is shy."

The servant continued to praise with a long smile.

In the vast garden, a long dining table was placed in an open space not far from the central fountain. Snow-white plates and polished tableware were neatly arranged. Delicate and beautiful flowers were picked and placed in priceless vases, adding a touch of splendor and solemnity.

Exquisite and delicious snacks were placed on the table in an orderly manner.

In a corner of the garden there is a small white stage, decorated with delicate light-colored branches all around. Several musicians on the stage are dressed in formal attire and playing light and elegant music.

The distinguished guests at the banquet were well-dressed and talking to each other.

Every move creates an undercurrent.

"Are you Mr. Ajun who just inherited all your father's property?"

The old nobleman, who exuded an aristocratic aura, looked at the ruthless Ajun in front of him.

"Yes, sir."

"This is the first time I've seen someone so audacious, someone who dared to kill his own father and inherit everything using the most brutal means."

"Thank you."

The old noble's harsh words were like hitting a ball of soft cotton.

There is no lethality at all.

This was simply a humiliation for him.

“Sometimes, being able to understand what others say can be considered a kind of cultivation.”

The old-school noble snorted coldly.

"Really? It's a pity that I don't see this kind of cultivation in you." Ajun smiled slightly.

Veteran noble: "..."

His face flushed red: "You! How dare you talk to me like that."

"You are just a down-and-out nobleman who got into the family by licking the glory of your former family. What qualifications do you have to yell in front of me?" Ajun looks harmless, but the words he said are extremely heartbreaking.

The old nobles were so humiliated that they fled away.

Ajun leisurely picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip.

His gaze suddenly stopped on Yili who was standing beside Ishtar.

They didn't know when it would appear.

But Ishtar is indeed very popular, and countless people are vying to talk to him.

However, he had no interest in Ishtar, but was very interested in the beautiful princess beside him.

He raised his foot and walked towards Yili.

"Mr. Ishtar, long time no see."

Arjun looked at Ishtar with a smile.

Ishtar looked at the culprit who had recently caused her a lot of trouble and smiled slightly: "So it's Mr. Ajun."

"I didn't expect Mr. Ishtar to still remember my name. I'm really flattered."

"After all, it's hard for me to forget what Mr. Jun did before."

"Yeah?"

Jun looked at Ishtar with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm really sorry. I made Ishtar fall asleep first."

A distinguished guest who wanted to come over and make his acquaintance saw the two of them having a "very pleasant conversation" and immediately left tactfully.

One is an elegant madman, the other is a harmless madman. The content of the conversation between the two madmen is probably not something they can listen to.

Yili looked to see if Jun was looking at her, and nervously hid behind Ishtar.

"Yili, this is Mr. Ajun, the new wealthy merchant of rare goods in the Val Swamp Empire."

"Hello, Mr. Jun." Yili greeted him timidly and hid behind Ishta again.

"I'm sorry, the princess may not be used to it here. I'll take her to rest first."

Ishtar took the initiative to stop the meaningless communication with Arjun.

He took Yili away first.

"Your Highness the Princess? Yili? What a nice name." Ajun repeated the name infatuatedly.

"Yili?" A voice sounded from behind Ajun: "Do you also know that princess?"

Hearing the voice, Ajun turned around and saw a very mysterious man wearing a mask standing in front of him, looking at him curiously.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a good friend of Princess Yili. Do you know her too? Can you tell me her story?"

"Can't."

Ajun refused impatiently.

He didn't notice that everyone around him simply ignored this mysterious man.