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"..."

Faced with his sister's appearance, Gareth was at a loss for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, she softened her heart.

"Ok."

"It's the one that Dad had before... Didn't you say you saw it? It had... Oops! It would be very troublesome if I explained it in too much detail! Anyway, it's what came out of it!"

"..."

Gareth spoke in a confused manner, but Mordred found himself understanding.

While she was taking a good rest with Nero and her father Ian, she felt as if she had encountered something.

and many more……

Could it be the so-called fine wine?

Can it be drunk?

Wouldn’t that mean my father has become a wine warehouse for those girlfriends?

Come to think of it...I seem to have seen Mashu drinking fine wine in front of her father a long time ago.

Everything is clear...

So that’s it!

No one knew that the idiot Mordred had discovered something incredible again.

Because at this moment, it has become a battlefield between Nero and Nightingale.

The two girls who have natural advantages in breasts are now in an extremely hostile situation. They look at each other and express hostility towards each other.

"Hmm."

Nero looked at Nightingale beside Ian, and there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"It seems like you're eyeing my teacher... I can't just surrender like this."

"so--"

Faced with Nero's aggressiveness, Nightingale did not show any cowardice.

Instead, she chose the simplest response.

"You don't think I can do this?"

"Hmm?" Nero frowned slightly, pretending to be confident. "I really think so—I'm not kidding you."

"But if that's the case, there's really no way to convince you."

"How about this--"

Nero raised his finger, pointed at Nightingale on the other side, and then made a statement that sounded like a declaration of war.

"I don't want to unreasonably deprive you of your right to understand all this—that would only make you think I'm an unreasonable emperor."

"Since you said you had this experience with Yu's teacher."

"Then, Nightingale, let's have a showdown!"

"I'm betting on the teacher's most precious possession!"

607. Nero Nightingale's Ventriloquism Competition/The Young Emperor's Generosity (4k)

When Ian heard Nero's words, he felt his heart skip a beat.

"Nero...what do you mean? Do you want to duel with Nightingale?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" The young emperor held the man's arm tightly and rubbed her proud breasts vigorously.

"She said she had done this kind of thing with the teacher—"

"Hmm! If this leads to a duel, then that's understandable. We can't let her take all the credit, can we?"

After saying this, Nero puffed up his cheeks, looking like a little octopus.

Ian felt helpless, but at the same time he knew what he needed to do.

"This kind of thing is unacceptable—Nero, Nightingale, like you, played a huge role in this battle."

"If I allow you to do this, it would be tantamount to indulging your unreasonable behavior."

"I don't want you to become that kind of person. That will make you disliked by everyone."

"Hmm?"

Nero knew that Ian would not make such an evaluation casually.

This also means...

Nightingale, like himself, played an extremely important role in this battle.

If I think about it this way... could it be that she also led the soldiers in battle?

Nero was still wondering what the nurse in front of him had done, but she spoke again.

"If that's the case, then let's not even talk about a duel."

"Ian."

Nightingale looked at the man beside her. Although he still had an expressionless face, he now looked a little more like a little bird.

"We're just having a friendly exchange, so... that should be fine, right?"

"Ok?"

Ian didn't expect that Nightingale would agree with Nero on such a matter.

For a moment, he became hesitant.

Noticing the hesitation in the man's expression, Nightingale quickly looked at Nero on the other side.

It is obvious that this requires the other party to cooperate with him in order to achieve this friendly exchange.

"Um..."

Nero frowned, and it was obvious that he was thinking about whether Nightingale's advice was worth accepting.

After a long time, the young emperor finally nodded after weighing the pros and cons.

"Well, I agree with this idea."

"..."

At this point, Ian knew that if he continued to persuade her, it would be a bit of a spoiler.

"ok, I get it."

"Since you want to have a good competition, then I naturally support you."

Ever since——

At the joint request of Nero and Nightingale, a rather strange competition began.

The only difference from usual games is that this seems to be a tug-of-war.

Nero and Nightingale each have five minutes to play a burst of life for Ian.

Whoever does this first will be the winner.

The rules are very simple and easy to understand. You will know what to do after listening to them once.

certainly--

There are definitely loopholes in such rules. The advantage of the new attacker can be said to be several times higher than that of the later attacker.

After all, if the opponent is killed instantly at the beginning, there will be no chance for the attacker to attack later.

Fortunately, both Nero and Nightingale knew that Ian was not such a man, so such rules did not cause any signs of disgust to either of them.

In the end, after the most primitive way of deciding the order, rock-paper-scissors, Nero became the first attacker and Nightingale became the second attacker.

"This……"

Mordred's face turned red as he looked at the two girls who were ready in front of him.

She leaned over to her sister Gareth and asked softly.

"Sister... can something like this be used for a competition? Isn't that a little unreliable?"

Before Gareth could answer his sister Mordred's question, Helena spoke first:

"This isn't a competition, didn't you hear them say? It's a friendly exchange."

"But if it's a friendly exchange..."

Modred looked at the game on the other side and felt even more embarrassed.

Although I have seen my father hold similar parties before, this is the first time for two people to have a solo competition like this.

"Wouldn't it be better to use some other means to spar?"

"This... is a little bit wrong, right?"

"But I think this is the most friendly way."

Helena looked at the scene in front of her. Although she was as shy as Mordred, she did not show any desire to avoid it.

"Don't you think that even if you lose this kind of game, you won't suffer any loss?"

"It's because they truly love Ian that they chose this method of competition. Whether it's Nero or Nightingale, they both recognized this and made this choice."

"Only if you love Ian would you do such a thing..."

Mordred felt as if he understood something again.

"So if you didn't love your father, you wouldn't be willing to participate in a competition like this, right?"

"Yeah." Helena smiled slightly, and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with Mordred's answer.

"Would you be willing to play this for a man you don't love?"

"……Too."

Mordred scratched his face and gave an awkward smile.

"My Master is indeed very popular. If you think about it that way, everything becomes clear."

"I understand." Helena seemed to have mistaken Mordred's awkward smile as some strange message.

"You seem to be very interested in this—so if there's a chance in the future, why don't we have a sparring match?"

"This one……"

Mordred coughed several times, then rubbed his thigh restlessly, as if he had thought of something bad.

"We'll talk about it when we have a chance. The Master may not allow me to do this kind of thing with him. I have to ask him clearly. Otherwise, there will be big problems."

"..."

Gareth's expression was mixed with a bit of surprise when she heard this. She felt that her sister Mordred seemed to be exposed to something not quite right.

When did this idea begin?

During the time Helena and Mordred were talking, the game on the other side did not stop, but instead proceeded in a very orderly manner.

Just as predicted before the game, Ian is not the kind of man who can be easily defeated.

At least that was the case for both Nightingale and Nero.

They have been fighting for several rounds, but there is still no sign of a winner.

However, this will not undermine the confidence of the two people - after all, this not only means that they have not won, but also means that the other party has not won.

As long as Ian doesn't make the final choice, both of them will still have corresponding opportunities.

"It seems like you two are still very unwilling to give up."

Ian said this as he looked at the two girls in front of him who were actively participating in the competition.

"How about just calling it a draw?"

"Hmm! No way!" Nero wiped his lips. "We've already fought to this point. If we declare it a draw now, wouldn't all our efforts be wasted?!"