The scene of the girl interacting with the Black Dragon and Charles in front of the palace is still vivid in my mind.
Watching the two young men fighting fiercely, the high priest inexplicably felt that he was witnessing a large-scale courtship scene in which male beasts in the jungle were performing a crazy show in front of female beasts.
The high priest twitched his lips fiercely, drove the overly horrifying imagination out of his mind, and quickly came to the wine steward.
"Your Highness, what happened? Please make them stop."
Sijiu put down her legs, glanced at the old man with a white beard, and smiled like a lady: "This is not up to me."
"Your Highness, if they continue fighting, this palace will be demolished. That's not a big deal, but if any of them get hurt, wouldn't Your Highness be heartbroken?"
"I don't feel sad."
The high priest nearly choked to death, but he managed to hold back and not lose his composure. However, his tone no longer maintained his usual aloof charm.
"Now the kingdom is surrounded by powerful enemies. The bone dragon that the Haman Kingdom spent countless financial resources and efforts to create was destroyed by the Lord Dragon God. The Haman Kingdom will not let this go.
At such a bad time, we should not waste time fighting among ourselves.
Your Highness, Charles obeys your orders very well, and the Dragon God loves you very much. They will listen to you when you speak."
Si Jiu sneered: "If my words were effective, would they fight like this?"
The system, listening to the host's lies, responded: "Isn't it because they listened to you that they're fighting like this? What's wrong with the host? Is he really so angry that he's giving up the mission?"
But there's no need to be so angry, right? Think about it from another perspective. If someone loves you so much that they're willing to break through the dimensional wall and pursue you through one small world after another, shouldn't you be very moved and then have a happy ending?
Of course, even though people were complaining, the system didn't dare to say a word at this time.
Because the host's father seemed really angry this time and didn't even say a word to him.
The system feels miserable.
"But the high priest is indeed unfathomable."
The high priest's eyelids twitched again, "What do you mean by this, Your Highness?"
"This must be your first time seeing Dahei in human form, right? You were able to recognize him as the Dragon God right away. Furthermore, the high priest doesn't seem to be worried about the captain's safety at all. It seems the high priest has too much confidence in an ordinary human battling a black dragon."
The high priest saw a sly smile on the face of the girl in front of him and heard her say, "It's as if the high priest knows exactly what kind of existence Charles is."
A murderous intent flashed across the High Priest's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged: "Except for Your Highness, there is no one in the kingdom with black hair and black eyes. And that person's eyes are very unique, so it's not surprising that I can recognize him.
As for His Royal Highness, I have no idea what you are saying."
Sijiu smiled indifferently: "If you say so, then so be it."
"Your Highness, what kind of existence is Charles? I guess Your Highness has made some judgments in his mind?"
"You don't need to test me." Si Jiu sneered, "I am not interested in your plans to overthrow the royal system of Valenjier or to gain immortality by acquiring the power of the black dragon, High Priest of Light Sborger."
The high priest was not surprised that his desire was guessed.
But when the name was called out, the high priest really wanted to kill him.
Just as he was about to think about it, he heard her slowly say, "Does the high priest want to kill me?"
She said this lightly, her tone casual and nonchalant.
But almost at the moment she finished speaking, the high priest's face changed, he tore open the scroll he had prepared in his sleeve, and teleported to the other end of the hall.
And where he had just stood, there were now two figures, one black and one white.
As expected, no matter how fiercely the fight went on, these two men never missed a single move of Si Jiu's.
Charles stood in front of Sijiu, and the tip of Xiu's tail wrapped around Sijiu's ankle, and he rubbed her, but his eyes were fixed on the high priest, with a fierce look in his eyes.
Sijiu endured it, ignored the shameless tail, raised his head and looked at the high priest: "As you wish, Your Excellency the High Priest. Look, they stopped."
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