"wait."

Steinbel covered his cheek with his right hand and patted the table without any grace, cursing and leaving.

"I knew it would be the result," Cleiston said.

Carter Bonarotti stood up, put his cap on his head that had little hair, and turned around and walked outside.

Cleiston did not move, and waited for the security door to close before looking at Tang Fang's face and solemnly asked: "Would you consider the matter of Miss Elena?"

Tang Fang shook his head helplessly: "It really doesn't have to do this. Since I said I would take care of this matter, I will definitely take care of it to the end."

He knew what Cleiston and Steinbel and others were worried about.

The political storm in the United Kingdom of Toulanks is approaching the explosion point. If he retreats at this time, what is waiting for "Aradele" will be an endless consequence.

If he promised his marriage to Elena, Duke Knar and "Morning Star Casting" would merge into one and become his shared property with Elena. At that time, for both reason and benefit, he would have to protect "Aladele".

Perhaps such a political marriage is very despicable, not to mention that Elena is still a minor girl. But for the unfinished reform cause of her husband and the future of the people in the territory, Cleiston and others had to do so.

They must choose between the United Kingdom of Tulanx and the Tang side. Of course, if they turn against each other now, they can easily be accepted by the hymn Will. As long as they shout slogans like "Down with the Tang side", they can even be promoted in the future and enter the great noble class of the kingdom.

But what after that? Hymn Will will marginalize them bit by bit and send them to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire... or use gentle exile to describe it more appropriate.

The pace of reform of "Aladele" will not only be hindered, but will also be backwards.

They witnessed the battle between the Tang side and the mixed warships throughout the whole process and also gained a certain understanding of the strength of the biological warships. Although Captain Tang seemed to be unable to compete with a country's military strength, for some reason, he was full of hope and confidence in him.

However, it is not enough to make a choice. The safest and safest way is to tie the entire Duke Knar to the "Morning Star Casting" train. This requires an unbreakable bond.

They can't give him enough benefits, so they can only choose this poor but fruitful method.

"Elena is alone, I will respect her, and I hope you can respect her."

Cleiston was silent for a moment and said, "Although I don't know what you are going to do,... I will trust you unconditionally, support you, and... follow you."

"Thank you." Tang Fang said in his eyes.

Cleiston left, his pace was fast and slow, as if he had sprained his ankle when he was just out and slipped under the chair.

"What were you just talking about?" Claya obediently kept this question until the end before saying it.

"Nothing." Tang Fang felt that it was better to hide it from her. The woman's heart was the most difficult thing to figure out. Even Clay, who is known for her gentleness, could not be guaranteed to be a little emotional.

However, he underestimated the intelligence of women, especially in such matters, who were smarter than the smartest detectives and more alert than the most alert sentry.

"No, how could I hear something else?" The girl looked at his wooden face and said, "Is he engaged in a political marriage?"

Tang Fang was shocked and thought, indeed, the woman's sixth sense had become so strong that she could break through the sky? It was so terrible that she could actually hear the hidden tricks from the few conversations just now.

"Haha...hehe..." He laughed dryly and said, "Anxin, I'm not interested in small breasts."

Claya looked down at her chest, a hint of pride flashed through her eyes. She was still very satisfied with her body.

"Don't you men all have a loli-loving heart? They have a delicate body and a soft waist, which is easy to push down or something."

Tang Fang was silent for a moment and said righteously: "That's a crime."

Claya looked at him with a puzzled look: "Isn't it the more taboo you are, the more exciting it is?"

Tang Fang looked at her with horror: "Who did you learn this from?"

"You." She told him seriously: "I just stand from your perspective and say what you think."

The environmental indicator shows that the current indoor temperature is 26 degrees Celsius, but he feels a gust of cold wind blowing, blowing his heart and face and getting hot until it turns red.

"Claya, can we discuss something?"

"I'm listening."

"If this happens, never say it in front of outsiders in the future."

The girl smiled and shook: "Didn't you always have a thick-skinned face?"

"Dare you dare to tease me?" He was furious, grabbed the snow-white hands, leaned close to her ears, and said slowly: "This has nothing to do with the skin, but with the occasion."

"It's related to the occasion?" The girl was puzzled.

"Of course, this kind of topic is only appropriate to discuss on one occasion."

“What occasion.”

"Do you want to know?"

Claya looked at his face for a while, suddenly figured out something, gritted her teeth and said, "You bad guy."

"I can swear to the sky that it is absolutely not broken, original, run for 25 years without any problems, don't believe it... check it yourself."
Chapter completed!