Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 136 The Cold Knight of the Western Noble Family (31)

"Your Grace, you must be tired from your journey." With a gentle, sweeping glance at the man at the head of the group, Anvina smiled and spoke in the language of Ryukyu, with a translator beside her providing timely translation.

Faced with this "friendly" greeting, the dummy that Yu Ci had prepared in advance only glanced at him indifferently, without opening its thin lips.

Anvina wasn't annoyed. Her captivating peach-blossom eyes swept over the crowd behind her, and she smiled gently: "Why are there only a few knights guarding us? Hmm..."

"Do you know this king?"

This was said to Weves.

Before he could retract his hatred and murderous intent, Weeves couldn't understand what he was saying, so he could only remain silent, lower his eyes, and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Receiving no response, Anvina merely glanced at him with a half-smile before looking away.

He laughed: "With so few knights guarding the capital, it seems His Highness the Duke has great trust in the Kingdom of Ryu. I, then, will certainly not betray that trust. The welcoming banquet is ready. Gentlemen, shall we go inside and talk?"

Yu Ci watched him act with a speechless expression.

How come there are only a few guard knights?
Ha, don't you have any self-awareness?
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Tanasha also looked disgusted, but even more so than her, which made Yu Ci raise her eyebrows and look at her several times.

Anvina, standing beside Lancelot, smiled and casually turned her head to look back. Her peach-blossom eyes reflected the woman's disdainful expression. She half-covered her eyes, a dark undercurrent in them, then casually looked away and chatted happily.

The fact that the Regent King held power in Ryukyu was almost an unspoken agreement between the two countries, but Anvina was the first to move the Regent's Palace directly into the royal palace.

Inside the palace, a grand banquet was laid out, and beautiful women flocked in to dance gracefully.

At the high seat, Anvina, with her long black hair reaching her waist, smiled gently and raised a golden goblet with both hands: "It is an honor for our Ryukyu Kingdom that you have come from afar."

Without waiting for a response, he continued, "The cuisine of Ryukyu is not as good as that of London. I wonder if it suits your tastes."

With a clap of hands, a group of beautiful and charming women, dressed in gorgeous but thin clothes and with lowered heads and smiling faces, poured into the hall and knelt down in turn beside the knights who were entering the banquet.

A beautiful woman beside Lancelot was about to kneel down to serve him, but she was so frightened by his cold gaze that she froze in mid-air, looking flustered.

Anvina looked around leisurely, then glanced at the two beautiful figures on the other side, and smiled: "It was my oversight. The Duke has his wife and beauties to keep him company."

To the others, he said, “The people of Ryukyu are known for their open-mindedness and beautiful women. These are all daughters of noble families, so I hope you will not find them offensive.”

The meaning is self-evident; they're clearly here to offer their help and support.

"My lord..." The beauty's eyelashes trembled slightly as she delicately raised her hand to pour wine.

Unable to understand the languages ​​of Ryukyu and Terren, but startled by the sweet, coquettish tone, Wilves looked resistant, frowned, and waved her away, gesturing for her to go cool off somewhere else. He then began to drink his wine in silence.

The other guard knights reacted in much the same way. Anvina observed this for a long time, then smiled and sighed:

"The Duke's knights are indeed disciplined and indifferent to beauty."

"This reminds me of something else..."

His slender hand tapped lightly on the table, one tap at a time, and he spoke softly and slowly, seemingly casually, "In the past, the Duke was always busy and never came to the banquet in Liu Kingdom. Why is he here this year...?"

The atmosphere inside the hall gradually soured; beneath the glitz and glamour, danger began to emerge.

As the translator spoke, Yu Cisu held a cup, her moist, crimson lips stained with wine, showing no interest whatsoever in Anvina's probing words.

Over there, Lancelot spoke in a cool and indifferent tone: "My wife loves the beautiful scenery of Ryukyu."

The implication is that sightseeing is the real purpose, and attending the banquet is just a side trip.

"Oh?..." Anvina's low, husky voice rose with a smile. She propped her head up, her peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowed as if she were drunk, her gaze falling on the girl quietly drinking. "Then it seems, Your Grace..."

He chuckled softly, "I especially love my beloved wife."

After the banquet, it was mostly Anvina and the translator who were talking.

Despite being neglected, he showed no displeasure whatsoever, still smiling warmly like a gentle breeze, and even instructed his servants to take good care of them so they could rest in peace.

That night.

Everyone was asleep, and the palace lights were off, except for the Regent's bedroom, where the candles burned continuously.

Inside the hall, two figures stood facing each other.

The candlelight illuminated the man's gentle and handsome face. Casually lighting the incense on the shelf, after listening to the woman's report, Anvina murmured softly, "Lancelot, captivated by beauty, admiring the scenery..."

With a low, hoarse sigh, Anvina turned around and approached the woman step by step. When they were just a step apart, he bent down slightly and looked into her eyes.

"Tanatha..." The hoarse call carried the coaxing intimacy of a lover, followed by a soft sigh, "You're really bad at lying."

“Especially…” Her slender fingers pinched her fair chin, her bright red lips were forced to part slightly, Anvina lowered her eyes, her thin lips curved into a smile as she approached, but stopped just a hair’s breadth away from touching her.

"It's when you're facing me."

Tanasa half-covered her eyes, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. With a slight effort, she easily broke free of the restraints and took a step back.

The hand paused for a few seconds in mid-air before slowly retracting.

Anvina concealed the emotions in her eyes, a gentle smile remaining on her lips: "It's nothing."

In short, Lancelot has arrived.

"As for his other motives, we'll deal with them as they come."

"So, you need to tell me something else first."

The figure approached again, its masculine aura invading her. Tanasha frowned and instinctively tried to dodge, but a large hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, preventing her from breaking free.

“Tell me, Lancelot…” Anvina stared intently at her, his voice lingering and tender, “Did he touch you?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Ci, who was hiding outside the hall, rubbed her forehead.

Not buddy.

He insisted on sending her into the manor, and he also threatened her openly and secretly to force her to share in the spoils. Even the countless assassins who tried to kill people along the way were sent by him.

After so many months, if the object of her seduction wasn't Lancelot, given the heroine's beauty and personality, she might already be three months pregnant.

Not to mention there's a chance they might die at the hands of an assassin.

Only now do they realize they care about the female lead?

Isn't that a bit too long?

Compared to Yu Ci's bewildered expression, Tanasha's eyes only conveyed more speechlessness.

She stared at the person in front of her with a bewildered expression. After a long while, she lied without batting an eye: "I touched it."

Suddenly, the force on her wrist tightened, causing her sharp pain.

Seeing the woman's eyes welling up with tears, Anvina snapped out of his daze, loosened his grip, and stared intently into her eyes, trying to ascertain how much of what she said was true.

This time, however, the woman was unusually bold enough to look him directly in the eye. As they gazed at each other, Anvina was the first to give in.

He suddenly smiled, the meaning of which was unclear.

The twisted madness in his eyes burst forth in an instant, then gradually subsided as the woman's image was reflected in his pupils.

"it is good……"

Anvina whispered, "Okay."

Turn around and shoo the customer away.

"Go and rest."

"..."

Looking at the man standing with his back to her, Tanasha silently flexed her wrists, her red lips slightly parted, and whispered:

"Where is the woman you are going to marry?"

This banquet is for Anvina's wedding.

However, at today's welcoming banquet, there was no woman seen accompanying Anvina in close proximity, which made Tanasa wonder what his true intentions were.

Anvina didn't turn around; her figure shifted slightly, and she simply touched her forehead and said softly: