Use foreign lands to conquer the whole of Europe

be cheated.

At this moment, Angie was fully aware that she was being tricked by Slade.

Normally, Slade would call Hadford a "little bastard", but in order to plot against her, Slade even deliberately only called Hadford by his real name to reduce her vigilance.

And Angie just couldn't react in time, and just fell into the other party's trap in a daze - Angie, who had drunk a lot of wine, was not as quick thinking as usual.

Slade's drinking conversation with her had gone on too long.Unknowingly, her tense nerves relaxed a little, which caused her to accidentally show a little of her true emotions on her face when she heard what Hadford said.

This incident happened naturally, just like a fish biting a hook or a prey accidentally stepping on a trap, and now there is no chance to make up for it—because Slade has clearly noticed the abnormality.

She could only look at the angry Slade with as calm an expression as possible.

It seems that this matter did not end well.

But somewhat surprisingly, the silence didn't last long this time.Soon, Slade gave Angie an order:
"Keep drinking, don't stop without my permission."

Angie nodded silently, and picked up the cup with a heavy heart.

Although she doesn't know what Slade is thinking now, she can be sure: she will inevitably get drunk tonight...

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Angie had been lying quietly on the table for some time after finishing the bucket of wine that was half her height.

If it were Angie in normal times, she would proudly praise herself in her heart at this moment: Hey, I can drink a lot!
However, she is completely unconscious now, so naturally she can't realize it.

Slade sat back in the chair, silently watching the girl who lay on the table for a long time, and occasionally changed her position to continue sleeping.

After a while, she stood up suddenly, walked straight to Anji, patted him on the back, and said coldly:
"Wake up."

However, the girl with her eyes closed just smacked her mouth a few times and didn't open her eyes. Instead, she showed an "impatient" expression, then changed direction and continued to sleep.

Slade glanced at her indifferently, picked up a stool casually, sat beside her, and patted her shoulder twice, not only increasing the strength in his hand, but also deliberately accentuating his voice:
"Wake up."

At this moment, Angie finally woke up.

She moved a few times at first, and then slowly sat up, looking at Slade sitting beside her with confused eyes, but she didn't speak for a long time, as if she hadn't woken up.

Slade stared at her with a sullen face, and stretched out his hand in front of her eyes, then raised his black and curved index finger: "How much is this?"

However, in the next second, the girl who was usually submissive in front of her reached out and slapped her paw off.

Slade was not angry.

She just stared at Anji indifferently, and soon saw that the other party showed a very aggrieved expression, and said with a deep cry:
"You murdered me!"

Slade, who was originally very calm, finally couldn't help curling his lips.

It is rare for her to be unable to hold back like this, but now the situation is obvious - the subordinate in front of her is probably going to go crazy with alcohol.

But after realizing the status quo, Slade laughed instead: because this effect is what she wanted.

Angie, that stinky girl, as long as she still has a sane consciousness, it is impossible to say what she really thinks in her heart.

He is obviously just a young kid in his 20s, but he has a defensiveness that does not match his age. Even if he is not lying, he has to think over those words several times before saying them.

In this case, even if she wanted to ask the other party something, she couldn't get the most accurate answer, and the most important thing was——

Not interesting.

Angie's half-pretended, well-behaved and sensible appearance on weekdays made Slade feel very trouble-free, but at the same time, it also made her feel very boring.

And now, here comes the interesting part.

Looking at the aggrieved girl in front of him, Slade grinned and leaned back in the chair casually.

Instead of asking about Anji and Hadford, she followed the other party's words and asked:

"You just said, I'll kill you?"

"Yeah!" Angie replied firmly.

Her face was full of grief, indignation and grievance. Seeing that Slade just smiled disapprovingly, she added another sentence:
"You always annoy me, obviously you are very kind to Jasir!"

"How many years has Jessie been with me, and are you as cute as her?"

Slade said this on purpose, and when he saw Angie's expression getting more and more aggrieved, he immediately smiled more happily: "What's the matter, what else do you have to be wronged? I'm good enough for you—this Shuttlewo De Gong, apart from me and the personal guard, there are only you and Jasir living here."

"That's because I'm useful." Angie held her mouth shut, with grievances written all over her face.

Only then did Slade restrain his smile, then he straightened his face and turned his head slightly: "Then tell me, what are your uses?"

Slade's indifferent appearance caused Angie's pain to flow out like a tide.

She thought for a while, and directly picked out the thing that she thought was the most serious, and said in a muffled voice, "You want to treat me as a child bride."

Slade narrowed his eyes in confusion and raised an eyebrow.

Child bride?What is that?
It sounded like a transliteration of some foreign word, and there was no similar pronunciation in any language Slade knew.

Could it be that Angie said "she came from far away", so far away?She was so far away that she didn't even know that she had visited almost the entire southern continent.

Just as Slade looked down and thought, she heard Angie sniff, and added in a muffled voice:
"I'm not a child bride, I don't want to be with idiots!"

"What do you mean by 'child bride'?" Slade was helpless.

Finding that the other party didn't understand her meaning at all, Anji couldn't care less about her grievances, and began to explain stumblingly: "Child brides are...rich families will raise some little girls, raise them up, and then give them to their sons as wives."

"Oh. Isn't that normal." Slade finally understood what she meant, feeling annoyed and amused.

It turned out that the idiot was referring to Barton.

This silly girl, since she felt that she treated Barton as a son, dared to call him an idiot in front of her—it was equivalent to scolding her son in front of her mother.

Although even Slade himself felt that Barton was not only lacking in mind, but also very lacking.

Thinking of this, Slade asked with a smile: "Do you think I raised you to be Barton's wife?"

"Look, you still have the nerve to say it!"

Angie, who was full of alcohol, was extremely courageous. He not only dared to contradict Slade, but even dared to point fingers at him, without treating him as an outsider at all.

This made Slade laugh even more.

She smiled for a while before recovering a little bit, but still with a smile on her face, she said to Angie who was aggrieved: "I have thought about it, and I really think this is not bad-but if you can create If it is of greater value than 'grow a good seedling', I will give up this idea."

"What's the value? Like helping you save that subordinate in the cemetery?"

Angie's quick answer made Slade a little dazed—is this man drunk?When did you know about the cemetery?

She stared at Angie for a while, carefully observed the other's expression, and found that the latter still looked like a drunkard with righteousness, so she asked, "Did Scott tell you about this?"

"Yes—you've already owed six questions and have run out of wine!"

Under Angie's sudden and arrogant debt collection, Slade was rarely at a loss.

But this dazed state only lasted for less than a second before she came to her senses, snorted coldly, looked at Anji with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a low voice: "You drunk, you are still sober .”

After finishing speaking, she directly picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, followed up on what she said before, and explained: "If you can really do this, of course I won't force you to be a 'child bride'. In fact, as long as your If the endurance value can reach 120 in the next few years, I will promote you to become a personal guard and give you as much freedom as possible—what else do you want to ask? I will slowly fill up these wines, and I will never let you down."

Although Angie, who was drunk, would definitely not remember these things the next day, Slade was still very tolerant of this drunk: firstly, because she really thought it was very enjoyable, and secondly, because...

Even if Angie drinks until she loses her memory, she will definitely know "what happened tonight" tomorrow. "It" seems to be a treasure of wisdom, and it is supposed to relay all this.

While Slade was drinking and waiting for Angie to ask something more, he saw the other party pick up the wine glass, drink three glasses in a row, and then put the empty glass on the table: "How old are you? "

Really drunk.

Thinking of this, Slade was both disgusted and amused, and responded casually: "I don't know."

She deliberately waited until Angie showed an angry expression, and then continued: "I used to spend a long time outside alone, and I don't have any sense of time, so I really don't know my exact age—but, At least one hundred years old."

Angie couldn't help but tilted his head, looked at Slade who was smiling from the corner of his eyes, then picked up the glass and drank vigorously again.

"Then why can you live so long without getting old?" Angie asked after drinking three cups, wiping her mouth.

Slade's eyes instantly became deep, showing a weird and mysterious smile: "This has something to do with my ability—well, I can't answer this question carefully for you. Ask something else."

"Why did you ask me to find Rabin?" Angie quickly asked again while drinking.

"One is because Glosk will need sufficient troops for a while, and the other is to give you a chance to exercise," Slade said slowly, and added deliberately, "This is because you are right Only in terms of the contribution made in this matter, can I answer you out of the ordinary."

Originally, Slade wanted to remind Angie a little bit, so that she could restrain herself a little and stop asking these sensitive topics.

But what Slade didn't expect was that Angie, who had tasted the sweetness, was getting more and more insatiable.

This drunken girl could actually realize that Slade was extra tolerant to her tonight, so she gradually let herself go and asked a lot of messy things:

For example, Slade's hobbies, what type of people Slade likes...

Even the question of whether Slade was infertile was only asked after a brief hesitation.

And after asking a bunch of inexplicable "garbage questions", the drunk girl actually drank the amount she should drink seriously.

This made Slade feel more helpless.

She patiently answered a few questions while slowly making up for the previous "owed" wine, but also skipped a few obviously wrong questions——

For example, why the barrier of Glosk collar only allows capable knights to pass, why she can tolerate Gleason, and where the tax money of Glosk collar is used.

And after Slade intermittently skipped these politically sensitive topics, she became more and more impatient, and even when she answered other questions, she kept her answers shorter and shorter.

Until Angie asked her "how to use the gift".

I found that writing essays at home on weekends is actually more tiring than going to work.

I was lying in bed with a headache when I wrote it at nine o'clock...

Rest for a while, continue to live tomorrow, and strive to have a burst of [-] words on the first day after it is put on the shelves~

(Preliminary estimate, it will take about a week before it will be on the shelves)
I didn't expect to write so much before, so I told you early and hurriedly that "the next big chapter will be on the shelves" hhh
Thinking about it now, it's quite embarrassing...

Originally, I told the editor that it would be about 20 words, but now I have to go straight to 30 words, haha.

However, this story is already long, so it doesn't matter if it is released later~ I personally think this matter is very good.

I can still be a free novel for a while, hehe~
——Acknowledgments——

Thanks for [the mouse clicked on me], [Eclectic and non-talented], [Sakura Yin], [Inverse Cross no Male], [Shark Treasure Flower], [Andy Wang] for the recommendation tickets~