Use foreign lands to conquer the whole of Europe

Slade exposed the lie that he finally made up, and Angie's heart became a little heavy.

However, she had known for a long time that this kind of rhetoric, which was almost 100% lie, would definitely not pass Slade's test.

So Anji quickly calmed down, and according to the plan B that he had already thought about, he changed his words directly: "Because I am from Gelan Village, and Hadford is quite guilty of destroying the barrier and causing no survivors in Gelan Village, That's why you let me go."

Slade's expression returned to normal.

After a brief silence, her eyes narrowed slightly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she stared into Angie's eyes, and teased, "I thought you would make up something more, so you gave up?"

Angie looked at the other party calmly, and just about to speak, was interrupted by Slade's deep voice:
"However, there should be something else you haven't told me - based on this alone, it's impossible for that little bastard to let you go."

She was right, and knew Hadford well.

Aware of this, Angie thought for a while, and then, under Slade's gaze, spoke the turning point of their relationship in as natural a tone as possible:

"Because I saved him—when I fell into the cave with him, I took the lead in stabbing the sword into the wall, and during the period when I gradually fixed my body and stopped falling, I didn't choose to let him go. "

When Angie finished speaking, Slade still stared at her intently, and said slowly after a while: "You've only said half of this matter, right? Go on, don't let me ask you - my patience is limited."

There was obvious displeasure in Slade's voice, and he was also warning Angie that if she didn't cooperate, she would get serious.

Angie sighed silently, and could only briefly talk about how she and Hadford rescued each other, and then was rescued by Rabin alone.

She even tells Slade some irrelevant part of the conversation with Hadford in the cave, which adds to the credibility of the whole story.

For example Hadford called her a "little whore" and called her for not carrying a candle.

Slade was silent the whole time. After listening to Angie, after a while, he sneered and said meaningfully:
"You and that little bastard get along quite well."

These words made Angie choke.

After thinking about it, she replied briefly: "...Everyone takes what they need."

The more you talk, the easier it is to make mistakes.And she had to divert Slade's attention as soon as possible so that the other party would stop worrying about this issue.

The best way is to ask something else - just need to pay the price of "five glasses of wine".

Thinking of this, Anji directly picked up the glass in front of him, scooped up a glass of wine, took several sips intermittently, and finally finished the glass.

Under the high-intensity continuous drinking, she was hot and sweating all over her body, and her throat and esophagus were filled with that burning sensation, making her extremely uncomfortable.

And when An Ji drank the third cup with difficulty, the whole person was already dizzy.

Slade, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it:

"How long are you going to drink like this? It's too slow."

The strong disgust in her words made Anji dizzy, and couldn't help but reply:
"I've been drinking as much as I can!"

Slade immediately glanced at Angie with disgust, then sighed helplessly, and backed off half a step: "Okay, you can drink three glasses. Ask."

Anji took a few deep breaths to clear his throat, swallowed again, and then asked:

"Can you please let Commander Rabin go?"

"You call this a problem?" Slade's face turned ugly for a moment.

However, Angie did not back down: "Then let me put it another way: what should I do before you are willing to pardon Rabin?"

As she said this, Slade's anger grew visibly.

But Anji never felt the familiar murderous intent of the other party. He only saw the man frowning in displeasure. After looking at her for a while, he suddenly sneered:
"If you'd make me happy tonight, maybe I'd just let him go."

This ambiguous sentence made Anji, who was already dizzy, even more confused.

She is not a "little handsome guy in a nightclub". How to make this lord happy who looks only about 30 years old but is actually an elderly grandmother?

In a daze, she felt that she couldn't sit still, so she lay down on the table weakly and rested for a while.

But just lying down like this made her feel extra comfortable, and she became more and more sleepy...

Things don't seem right...

Angie slowly raised her hand, knocked on her head twice, trying to wake herself up, and then saw Slade fill a glass of wine and put it on the table with a bang:

"It's my turn."

"Well, please first..."

Slade's actions and tone revealed an aura of "don't get drunk, don't go home".

And Angie's casual echo revealed a full of "self-defeating".

There are too many faults in this inexplicable wine competition... But at this moment, Anji is exhausted physically and mentally, and is unable to complain at all.

She chose to give up thinking for a while and make a salted fish. While slumping on the table, she raised her head from time to time and looked at Slade in a daze.

Seeing that she drank very generously, one cup after another without stopping, a thought flashed in Anji's mind:
Could this person just want to find a partner for a drink...?
After the five glasses were finished, Slade put down the glass with a bang.

Seeing Angie's confused eyes, she couldn't help smiling, then adjusted her expression, and asked:
"Your current body is not your own, is it?"

"Hmm..." Angie admitted frantically.Anyway, this matter can't be covered with paper, and Slade's tone is already very firm, so there is no need to try to fool her.

Slade didn't say anything, just looked at Angie quietly for a while, and soon continued to drink on his own.

After a while, Angie, who was dozing off on the table, heard the other party's voice again:

"How old were you?"

"...24."

Angie felt that he was really a little drunk, and he had to think about his age for a while before he could remember.

It's just that after lying down like this for a while, her physical condition has improved, so she sat up again, quietly watching Slade finish the drink.

"Better?" Slade wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, and looked at Angie with a half-smile, "It seems that we still have something to talk tonight."

"Well, you go first."

After the state recovered, Angie's tone became normal.

Slade gradually restrained his smile, and said with a serious expression:
"Since when did you change into your current body?"

"Just before being taken away by Scott."

Before Slade continued to drink, Angie took the initiative to add: "I don't know what happened, but it suddenly became like this. You can think of me as coming from far, far away Man—a place so far away that there is no curse."

"A person like you who can 'absorb curses' comes out of a place without curses?" Slade put down his glass and smiled mockingly, "Can there be such outrageous things in this world?"

"The world is full of contradictions," Angie smiled indifferently, "For example, the fearless must absorb curses to fight against stronger curses—from this point of view, this 'contradictory' in me , isn’t that weird, right?”

Slade couldn't help snorting, and looked at her with suspicion: "You are quite good at talking. Why don't you usually say these things in front of me?"

Anji smiled wryly and said, "You're usually so busy, how could I have a chance to talk about it? And I'm not afraid that you won't believe this..."

"Not afraid now?" Slade stared at Angie, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Before you could see that I was lying, you can naturally know that I am telling the truth now."

Angie's voice was unusually calm and respectful.

But Slade was not satisfied with her performance, and waved his hand in boredom:
"Don't say such boring polite words. If this goes on, I won't let Rabin go. For the sake of your initiative to complete the answer just now, I can give you a chance to ask questions for free—you There should be a lot of things you want to ask me, right?"

Angie was silent for a long time.

She has a lot of questions, but these questions are not easy to ask Slade!For example, "How old are you?" If you really ask this kind of question, Slade will not be directly pushed into the field by Slade!
You can't ask questions about Hadford, she will definitely be angry; it's not easy to ask questions related to economics and politics, she will definitely feel that she is secretly asking for something...

Angie thought hard, but couldn't think of an answer.With the disparity in identities and strengths between the two parties, she can hardly ask anything... She can't ask the other party's preferences, can she?It feels stupid.

You can only talk about yourself - this is the safest and most conservative option.

After a long time, Angie asked hesitantly under Slade's increasingly dissatisfied eyes:
"What kind of person do you think I am?"

Slade froze for a moment, then snorted a sneer, his expression full of disgust:
"It's just an unlovable little girl - young, not lively at all."

Angie couldn't hold back, and the corner of her mouth trembled accidentally.

As early as the first time she entered the soul space, she was fortunate to be commented as "uncute" by Slade there, and now she was said so again by Slade in the real world.

Isn't it just that she is a little bit older!As for it!
"Okay, okay, it's useless to give you a chance-I'm going to keep asking."

Slade's voice was full of disgust as usual, just as he was about to pick up the glass, he saw Angie suddenly bent down, filled a glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

This finally made Slade a little interested.She pushed the cup to the side a bit, then rested her chin with her hand, and watched Angie's performance quietly with a smile in her slightly narrowed eyes.

After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, the girl put the glass on the table with a bang, took a few short breaths, and then asked with difficulty:
"Why did you buy so many skirts for me? Obviously I don't have time to wear them..."

"Personal preferences."

As Slade said this, the smiles in the corners of his eyes became more and more intense. Looking at Angie in front of him, he suddenly said: "Today, this dress is okay. Did Jasil braid your hair for you? You slept in a mess of."

"……Eh?"

Anji blinked, and his gaze drifted to the top of his head involuntarily, but he couldn't see anything, so he could only touch his head with his hands.

Well, it's a mess... probably like a "straw chicken coop growing on my head" feeling!
Just when Angie felt the frizzy head hair, Slade's chuckle brought her back to reality:

"Why do you pick out the most plain clothes every time?"

"...I'm not used to dressing too ostentatiously, and the knight is a combatant, right? In case something happens, it's not easy to move around in this outfit."

Anji explained in this way, thinking of what Meisk said earlier about her "walking around like this", she couldn't help adding a sentence: "And it's easy to be misunderstood..."

"Misunderstanding?" Slade keenly noticed that there was something in Angie's words, and then thought of something, and sneered, "Oh, I see—it's Mesk, right?"

Angie was slightly taken aback, blinked, and then heard Slade continue:
"In the afternoon, Jasir came to tell me about this matter—the last son of the Nuoge family dared to be so lenient. I haven't even dealt with his brother Gleason yet, so I rushed to find fault."

Slade's expression was very displeased. After saying these words, he picked up the wine glass and drank suddenly.

Angie watched her drink ten cups without opening her mouth again, and was wondering when she heard Slade's calm voice:

"Those were considered problems before, so I added ten glasses of wine."

Well, the feeling is that "who made the hair" and "why do you wear it plain every time" are also regarded as problems!

Angie looked at Slade dumbfounded, and felt that she was inexplicably serious today. After thinking about it, she also picked up the cup and took a few sips.

After drinking it until now, she didn't feel that this wine was particularly uncomfortable - anyway, she was also very good at endurance, so she just got used to it.

When Angie drank silently, Slade interjected a digression: "This pattern on your chest and that black lump should be blessings. In my opinion, these things are more like your body absorbing too much Blessings, and then some overflowed, and it became like this."

Angie swallowed a sip of wine with difficulty, and then asked, "Then, is my change normal?"

Seeing Angie's appearance of drinking hard, Slade rarely showed a normal smile:

"Your level is not a change at all. Anyway, you have seen Hadford, you can refer to him - he has only worn this helmet twice, and the left half of his body is covered with that kind of black block Even if you forcibly cut them off, they will grow back quickly, and even become more... Oh, by the way, he seems to have lost his sense of smell and taste?"

Listening to Slade's description, Angie's eyes gradually became dull, and his mind was in a mess.

The left half of the body is completely covered?is it so serious?

Will they grow back even if they are cut off?To be able to say this, it must be that someone has already tried this "radical solution".

Losing your sense of smell and taste?Doesn't that mean that no matter what you eat, it's like chewing wax?Hadford's experience seems to be a bit miserable...

Just when Angie was in a daze, seeing Slade staring at him from the corner of the eye, he was shocked.

Bad thing, she just forgot to fake her emotions!

At this moment, Anji had already adjusted his expression, but the man's voice, which became low again, came from his ear:
"The relationship between you two is really not that simple. It seems that you still keep a lot of things from me, Angie Gresque."

——Acknowledgments——

Thanks to [The mouse clicked on me], [Jing Mingyue], [Inverse Cross no Male], [Shark Treasure Flower], [An Daiwang] for the recommendation tickets~