Chapter 1012 [Observation] I forget everything but not when it comes to having fun.

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Time flies.

After learning the last spell, Christie turned to the man with a hint of surprise. "Are you leaving?"

"Hmm." The man glanced at a butterfly flying past him and replied leisurely, "A bit bored, let's go play somewhere else."

Christie: "?"

After the butterfly had flown away, the man looked away from Christie and said, "I will be back before your coronation."

Christie paused for a moment, but could only nod and say, "Okay."

Watching the figure vanish in an instant, Christie sighed helplessly, but when he turned his head, he saw the gentleman reappear before him.

"...?"

"Here, take this." The man tossed him a gemstone, and then vanished again.

Christie caught the gem and glanced at it a few times.

On the surface, it looks like an ordinary gemstone.

But the gentleman had recorded in his memory that it was a magic gem.

Christie glanced at the gem a few times and then put it away.

A loading icon appeared above Asa's head. He suddenly climbed into the front seat and sat next to R. He poked R's arm with his finger, and a shy smile appeared on his beautiful face. "Does what you just said still count?"

R smiled and turned to look at him. "No, that doesn't count."

Asa's smile relaxed, then her eyes reddened, and tears instantly welled up in them.

R's smile remained unchanged as she wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, saying, "Don't be like Behringer."

Suddenly being called upon, Behringer thought, "Huh? What does this have to do with me?"

This is the confused and bewildered type.

Liu Qingyao: "Huh? So it's possible to change seats?"

This is a case of having a unique focus.

Morataya looked at Asa and the Godfather, a smile curving her lips.

This is the type who loves shipping couples.

There are also those who love to watch the drama unfold.

"The Godfather and his beautiful wife~" Bertrand grinned, his eyes full of gossip.

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

I wanted to laugh but held it in.

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There is only one week left until Christie is crowned king.

To prevent the gentleman from forgetting about it again, Christie used the gem to contact him.

As soon as he made contact, he heard the sound of water and melodious singing coming from the other end.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

After a while, the gentleman's lazy and comfortable voice rang out.

Christie: "..."

He knew it.

Christie sighed and facepalmed. "The coronation is in seven days. Remember to come back."

"Okay," the man replied. "Then I'll go back now."

As soon as Christie heard him finish speaking, another voice rang out around him, charming and coquettish.

"Priest, are you leaving? We'll miss you so much..."

Christie: "?"

The man casually coaxed, "Sweetie, I'll come see you again when I remember."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gem that was faintly glowing in his hand went out instantly.

The next second, the gentleman, still carrying a hint of dampness and the scent of sea salt, appeared out of thin air in front of Christie.

Christie gave him a wistful look. "Having fun, sir?"

"I'm quite happy."

The man replied nonchalantly, his still damp long hair instantly drying, and he turned over and lay down directly on the sofa.

Through some subtle details, Christie could guess that he had gone to the Merfolk.

He twitched his lips slightly, recalling what his husband had once said: "It will be soon."

You forget everything else, but not when it comes to having fun, right?