When Lance entered the dining room, Teresia had returned to the original elegant and dignified Red Dragon Queen. She was wearing a red low-v-palm dress, with dignified hair tied in a bun behind her head, and looked at Lance with a steady look.

Lance knew the meaning of that gaze, which was telling him not to talk nonsense.

The reason is also very straightforward, because Teresia is not the only one in this dining room.

Lance's eyes left Teresia and turned to the other side of the dining table. Jill was sitting alone on one side and staring at him with sharp eyes. I won't say much. The main one was the other two. Lance didn't know these two people. One was hypocritical, but he was as hypocritical as Jill, and the other was a dark elf... with his back naked, so big **.

Lance suddenly felt a stinging pain in the corner of his eyes and a chilling back. He quickly looked in Teresia's direction and found that she was looking at him with a "smiling" on his face.

"Has Mr. Igusas been delayed by something? It's really a matter of letting us wait."

"Oh, I'm shitting, my stomach is a little bit in the morning... Maybe you can eat it first?" Lance shrugged, walked to Teresia in a daze, then knelt on one knee, grabbed Teresia's hand, and kissed it in a panic like gnawing pig's trotter. This made the guards beside him glaring at their eyes, and Femis almost jumped up from the chair regardless of his image.

But Lance said: "It is an honor to see you."

Teresia had a owed expression on her face, and wiped her hands with a napkin, while Lance walked around her as if nothing had happened, and said in a low voice as she walked: "Your breasts are much better than that woman. They feel better."

Teresia gave him a blank look, while Lance sat next to Jill with expressionless face.

He picked up the knife and fork and knocked on the plate without any character: "Please serve the food quickly. My stomach is almost starving."

Just like the most vulgar barbarian, Femis sitting opposite him was incredible. Why did such a person eat at the same table with him?

"Who is he?" Feimis was unhappy since Lance wiped out the goddess oil in his mind just now. Now, he saw that Lance became more and more annoying. It seemed that every cell in his body, his existence itself made Feimis feel disgusted.

"Lancelot Igusas, he is Jill Igusas' younger brother and the youngest son of the Demon Lord." Yuliga said expressionlessly.

"It's him?" Feimis looked at the vulgar man in disbelief. It seemed that Yuliga's evaluation of him yesterday was correct. He was lustful and ignorant. He only had that face on his body to see, but it would be fine if you ruined other women, but you dared to attack the queen... Feimis had already secretly remembered Lance in his heart.

This self-proclaimed messenger of justice had no idea that the goddess he longed for had been defiled by the toad in his eyes, and it was completely dyed.

Seeing that all the guests on the dining table were finally here, Teresia roamed the bell. The waiters who had already waited for the right time pushed open the door of the hall, held stacks of delicious food in one after another, and spread them on the white dining table.

"Where did you go last night?" Jill didn't move his lips. His face was not directed towards Lance, and only Lance, who was closest to him, could hear it.

"I went to look for the toilet yesterday to shit, and then entered a mysterious illusion space where the fairy music was floating..."

"Enough."

"More than that. I'm also with the goblin..."

"Enough!" Jill cut off Lance's nonsense with impatient expression and said, "What do you want?"

Lance scratched his head, his eyes recovered a little serious: "I don't want to go to Demon King City."

"No!" Jill refused: "Since I received the order, I must take you there."

"Ha. I am really a man in the army," Lance said sarcastically. "But what is the difference between bringing me to Demon City and letting me stay here?"

Jill glanced at Lance and stopped talking. He just ate the food from his plate in silence.

On the other side, Femis was talking, although his dedicated partner didn't pay much attention to him.

"Her Majesty, when I left yesterday, I heard that there were assassins in Dragon Castle. What's going on?" Feimis seemed extremely concerned when she said this. Lance couldn't help but look up, but the difference was that Feimis's eyes were always staring at Teresia, and Lance seemed to have noticed this kid for the first time.

"Who is this guy? Why do you look as hypocritical as you?" Lance frowned.

Jill still ignored him.

"It's no big deal. There are always some mice who like to make trouble," Teresia shrugged indifferently, glanced at Lance as if she was sensing, and said, "Ah, I forgot to introduce it. This is Mr. Feimis from the vampire Musifason family. I heard that he is a young talent with both swordsmanship and magic. He has a rare rival in the vampire clan."

Feimis never dreamed that she had such a high evaluation in front of the Red Dragon Queen. There was a word that could describe his mood at this moment, which was called flattery. He couldn't help but straighten his chest. Although he tried his best to restrain the smug expression on his face, the stretched brows and the smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him.

Lance curled his lips, and the woman Teresia began to take revenge. The idiot named Feimis could tell she was interested in her at a glance. Although Lance did not know the family tree and power distribution of vampires, it sounded like this guy was quite awesome. Lance looked at Feimis, and the other party's attributes jumped out of the retina.

Phimis Mussefson (Vampire)

Occupation: Magic Swordsman

A-level human creature, with health value of 327, attack power of 68, magic attack 72. Speed: In the case of non-serious injury, Femis always obtains +5 movement speed, 3% physical dodging chance. Vampire: Femis can absorb the opponent's blood to treat himself. Domination: Femis can dominate the devil who is less than one level weaker than himself.

Skills: [Sword A], [Summoning Magic B+], [Blood Magic B+]

This guy is not weak, his strength is stronger than Lavenkes, who is also a vampire, and he is not distinguished from Jill. However, he took another look at the exposed dark elf beside Feimis.

Yuliga Casby (Dark Elf)

Occupation: Assassin

A+ level human creature: health value 287. Attack power 83. Hidden: Yuliga can hide his breath and silently approach the enemy to complete the assassination. To detect her actions, you need to have a- or look at the other party's gaze. Investigation: Yuliga's eternal perception + 4. Poison master: Yuliga's effect increases by 20% when using poison application. Trap: You can use traps.

Skills: [Assassination a+], [Minimal combat b+], [Shooting b]. [Train making b]

As if he felt Lance's gaze, the dark elves over there opened their chests a little more, and a charming smile attached. Lance quickly withdrew his gaze. He still had some news about the dragon clan and the dark elves. If he wanted to take a look, he would probably not be able to get on Teresia's bed tonight.

"What are you bragging about? I won't say anything else. What does it mean to have no rivals in vampires?" Lance turned his head and said to Jill: "Tsk. I don't take my second brother seriously at all. I guess a guy like that may not be your opponent, right, second brother?"

Lance covered his mouth with his hands as he was talking, as if he was whispering, but the key was that his voice was not lowered at all, and he almost shouted out.

Feimis's face suddenly turned red. He had just been praised by Teresia, but now he was ruthlessly mocked. Naturally, he couldn't stand it, let alone Lance used him to talk to Jill. Yesterday, many people saw him with their own eyes stabbed by Jill and the three swords. Although he got it up by himself, it was like a thorn in his heart. It made him unhappy for a long time. Now that Lance is picking up again, he is undoubtedly ridiculing himself.

But Phimis cannot show off a rogue and rogue face like Lance. He is a dignified vampire nobleman and must pay attention to etiquette.

So even though his face turned into a pig's liver color. His eyes wanted to tear the other party to pieces, he still suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Since this Mr. Igusas looks down on his strength, do you dare to compete with me?"

Tell me quickly if you are willing, let me see if I don’t chop off all your hands and feet.

Jill was about to speak to stop him, but Lance quickly agreed: "Okay."

"Then go out and decide the winner!" Feimis couldn't wait to stand up from the chair. His move made Teresia frown in dissatisfaction, but her eyes were looking at Lance. Although Feimis had such a good look, her skills were indeed great. In comparison, Lance was far inferior. Moreover, the duel was fair and even if she wanted to intervene, she couldn't do anything about it.

It seems that I really forced Lance to be so impatient that moment, but it wasn't right. How could that little slip-on who never suffered a loss behave so impulsively?

As it turned out, Lance's abacus had been made long ago. He glanced at Feimis with contempt and said, "Look at you, you don't have to be so active when you look for abuse. I will meet you when I finish breakfast. If I don't beat you, I won't even know you. My name will be reversed."

This time, all the veins on Feimis' forehead burst out. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out his voice: "Okay, I'll wait for you to finish eating."

Jill now knew that even if he spoke out and persuaded Feimis to stop, it would be useless, because the other party was completely angry, but Jill knew Lance's personality better than anyone present. This guy was putting a trap on himself.

"It's not that I look down on you, Musifason's brat, do you know the name of our brother? We are the Demon Lord Relton Igusas, who are you? Ha, Musifason? What's the thing! I really don't know where you came from to show off in front of the queen. You must know that in the Abyss Kingdom, just ask if there is anyone who doesn't know the Demon Lord Igusas." Lance continued to mock him.

Feimis almost spurted out an old blood.

"I have heard of it. I'll learn the skills of the Igusas clan later." Feimis's handsome face was completely distorted at this moment. He didn't draw his sword and rushed over and kill Lance with a sword. It was already rational.

"Well, your attitude is pretty good, but I thought about it. I'm really a little bullying the small ones by asking me to directly teach you a lesson. And even if you win, you probably won't be convinced, right? Or, just now, you brag that you are unique to vampires, and my second brother is half vampire blood, and he uses swords like you. If you can defeat him, I will give you a chance to challenge me, but if you can't even deal with him, I advise you to go back to your mother's arms and not to embarrass you here--you're saying what I said is right, Her Majesty the Queen?"

"It feels quite interesting. Then let me be a witness in the battle between Mr. Gil Igusas and His Excellency Phimis Mussefson." Teresia giggled and thought to herself that this brat was sloppy. After she said this, the matter was done.

Even if Feimis was a mute and ate Coptis, it would not be possible to change it. As for Jill, Teresia knew that these two brothers would not deal with each other, but Jill's mission was to bring Lance back safely. If he didn't watch Lance go, it would be a death sentence. Even if he was reluctant, he would have to bite his head.

"How about it, second brother, you can kill such a small character with just three or two swords." Lance's words were definitely unintentional mockery. He despised Feimis and disgusted Jill. As a result, he did not expect that the word "Three or Two Sword" immediately exploded when he heard Feimis's ears. He finally put away his polite face and shouted: "You brothers are the same as anyone, Jill Igusas, you were just lucky yesterday. If you have the ability, let's compete again!"

Lance was shocked when he heard this. These two people had really fought.
Chapter completed!