Williams and Paint were on the verge of the top, and it seemed that neither of them wanted to retreat, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The people around felt the tense atmosphere and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Barber was anxious. His palms were covered in sweat. The situation was sliding rapidly in the direction he least wanted to see. One on both sides was the genuine prince of the Lion Heart Empire, the other was the successor appointed by Da Vinci, the new guardian of the human race. If something really happened, it would definitely be a serious diplomatic incident.

Especially in the context of the Empire's sincere invitation to visit Peint, the impact will become worse.

But the situation has developed to this extent and is no longer something that people of their identities can interfere. He and Xia Mi know very well. The entourage knights used to be very fierce, but now they are huddled aside and are more honest than the little white rabbit.

A ninth-level super magician would worry about Williams' identity as a prince, but would never care about the life or death of a small guard. Pearnter's killing them is no more complicated than killing an ant.

If it was just a simple matter of life and death, Barber was not afraid. What he was worried about was that the contradictions would be further intensified after his death. The third prince had a very careless reputation among the nobles and the people, but he was very interested in his own people. He would come forward to protect the troubles Xia Mi usually caused. No matter who the other party was, he would never allow his subordinates to sacrifice so in vain.

Just as Barber was at a loss, a lazy voice came from not far away.

"Hey, what's this? Can't we finish the process quickly? My son is still waiting to get breastfeeding." Dadalian rode a gray pony as listless as him and wandered over.

He was holding a one-year-old child in his arms, complaining while yawning, looking like he was sleep-deprived.

As the leader of this friendly visiting tour, Dada Lyon did not walk in front with Paint, and his reason was very reasonable. He was worried that the citizens who were welcomed along the way of New Tert were too loud and that they would disturb his son, so he specially picked up an old horse that could not run and hung it behind the team.

It was not until the delegation stopped that he remembered that he was still the leader of the regiment and rushed over to check the situation. When he saw the third prince beside him, he nodded and greeted him, "Long time no see, His Highness Williams."

"Long time no see, President Dada Lyon." The latter changed his previous arrogant attitude and was polite and polite.

"Oh, don't mention the president or something. Now the president of the Guderis branch is Lilith. In order to support her work, I, as the former president, can only stay at home to take care of the children. This time I didn't want to come, but I couldn't resist the requests of the old guys of the board of directors. But I won't go to the banquet at night. Then I'll find a place to have a drink together." Dada Lyon leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Well, are there any beautiful maids in your palace that your father has hidden privately, and you can also call two out..."

"Ahem." Seeing that someone was talking less and less perceptive, Paint could only pretend to cough to interrupt him. The boy narrowed his eyes, "Senior brother and His Highness Williams know each other?"

As the key training target of the Magicians Association, Paint is rare to have more than a dozen teachers at the same time, including Steins, so his senior brother's call is not abrupt.

Dadalion nodded, "Yes, when I was dealing with the troubles left by some uneasy guy, I had been bothering him with His Highness the Third Prince for a while."

As Paint, he could not give Williams face, but Dada Lyon always had to give some face, so a possible political conflict was eliminated invisible.

Although Dada Lyon did not say it clearly, Paint could still guess who the uneasy guy in his mouth was from the relationship between several people, which made Paint feel inexplicably jealous and unhappy.

From the day he was chosen by Leonardo da Vinci, he became the focus of attention. When men see him, they will be inferior and awe, women will scream crazy for him, and applause and cheers will follow wherever he goes. This also made the young man who is under 20 years old feel a strong sense of confidence and pride in his heart, feeling that he is the best in the world.

Until one time the class ended, he asked his teacher Steins confidently how much better he is now than the guy named Rob back then, Steins was silent.

Steins said nothing before leaving that day, but for the first time in his life, Paint felt a strong sense of humiliation.

Rob's wanted order was quietly revoked two years ago. Now that name has become a taboo within the Magicians Association. But even so, people still mention it privately from time to time. Paint even heard rumors that he was just a substitute for that man. He laughed at such a stupid villager before, because no one knew better than him that person's strength now. That guy named Rob, a mere seventh-level magician, would hide like a mouse, but if he was found, he would definitely be beaten to the ground for teeth.

How could he be a substitute for that guy?

But after Steins refused to compare him with Rob, Peint suddenly became sensitive to such remarks. He even took the initiative to collect information about the guy, and once reached a state of possession, and almost caused an accident. There was a maid on his magic tower, which he bought for himself. He was very beautiful and favored by him. However, once he found that the maid mentioned the name in a letter sent to his hometown, saying that he could not compare to the other party.

Angry and embarrassed, Paint sealed the maid in a huge blister and tortured it for a whole afternoon, almost causing the latter to suffocate. Although it was later discovered that it was just an accident. The guy named Rob was a maid's brother, and what she said was the height of both parties, Paint still sold the poor maid to a group of pirates, and her tragic fate was imaginable.

After that accident, Paint also realized that the name had become his nightmare, as if he could actually choose a more clever solution after recognizing Williams this time, but when he thought of the other party's connection with that name, he couldn't help but feel disgusted, and even made things bigger.

Speaking of which, the senior brother beside him seemed to have a deeper connection with the guy named Rob. When he thought of this, Paint felt bored again. He had no good feelings for the people he had dated Rob. He always felt that they would secretly criticize him behind his back. He barely squeezed out a smile at Dada Lyon and returned to the carriage.

As Paint disappeared, the cynical expression on Dadaleon's face disappeared, and he looked at Williams, "Be careful, that guy is not a rude person. He will definitely take revenge on you after suffering this loss. This guy has no principles. If he can't move, you will likely hit the person next to you."

"If he has the ability, try it." A ruthless look flashed in Williams's eyes.
Chapter completed!