"You said Lubbock, that guy probably went to the girl's side again and went to peek at the girl's bath." Brand was not surprised, and replied casually as if I knew it.

"Peeling the woman taking a bath, don't you care?" Lance said in amazement.

"No, Leonel will teach him a lesson." Brand waved his hand.

Sure enough, not long after, accompanied by Leonel's shout, Lubbock flew out like a villain in the cartoon until he flew out of Lance's sight and fell into the forest where he didn't know where he was. Even if he was going to run back, he would probably have to wait for a while...

"This scene really makes me feel déjà vu."

Lance remembered that Tsunade in Naruto seemed to be like this in front of him, and she flew out and turned into a meteor and disappeared.

Even more spread, 80% of all animes with similar scenes will probably have such results, which is also a common paragraph scene in Japanese anime that expresses the relationship between men and women.

So Lance ignored it and soaked in a hot spring in another world with peace of mind.

"Are you really sure to break through the defensive power of the minister's mansion and catch Minister Onester?" At this time, Brand, who was beside him, changed his expression and said to Lance next to him seriously.

"It should be no big problem. Why, do you have any ideas?" Lance looked at Brand next to him with curiosity, wondering what regulations he had.

"There is definitely some. After all, that is the minister, the actual controller of the empire's current power. If you can really control him, then there are too many things we can do." Brand admitted frankly.

For example, borrowing the mouth of Minister Onester, setting things right, changing the current political environment of the empire, releasing officials, executing those nobles with serious problems, solving the oppression in the city, and releasing the vitality of the people's lives.

Not only can it regain the vitality of the thousand-year-old empire and continue it, it can also fundamentally solve many problems, make the rebels' actions smoother and reduce casualties.

But if he really wants to do this, he has no such position to do this.

The reason is also very simple. He is a rebel and a thief!

If he, a thief, ended the imperial turmoil and restored the imperial administration, wouldn't it seem that the behavior of the rebels would be even more injustice? Not to mention whether the rebels will disband at that time, the restored imperial power will not be able to resist.

Even if he is an aspiring young man with a strong sense of justice, he doesn't want to become a real gravedigger for the rebels.

"Then you mean..." Lance said in confusion.

What do you want to say but not say this?

When you play a noble person, you still show your nobleness.

"No, it's not interesting. Just follow your own ideas and ignore me." Brand shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

"Um."

"Okay then." Lance shrugged his shoulders.

Anyway, he doesn't care about such things, and he doesn't want to be the emperor...

After that, Brand really didn't talk about Minister Onester. He just talked about something simple with Lance. It sounded like he was saying good words from the rebels, so he got up and left the hot spring pool, put on his clothes and returned to the castle.

Of course, Lance, who had sat here alone for a while, didn't stop for a long time. Soon he got up and left the hot spring and turned back into the castle.

I then fell asleep after resting and the next day came in a blink of an eye.

...

"You haven't left?" Lance said unexpectedly as he looked at Najeshitan, who also appeared at the dining table.

"I plan to wait until you have entered the Onester House before heading to the headquarters." Najeshitan replied.

"What? Are you thinking about Onester's arrangement?" Lance said suddenly.

"There are certainly some, but you have to wait until you go to the headquarters to know what to do," Najieshitan said. "Besides, haven't you caught Onester yet? In other words, there is still a possibility of failure. So I also want to confirm whether you can successfully achieve your own goals. I can also adjust my words on the leader."

"You've thought it through thoroughly," Lance said with a smile.

"I don't want to make irreversible mistakes in the plan because of my negligence." Najieshitan said indifferently.

"My romantic turret can be returned to me now." After a night of sleep, Maine, who finally woke up, glared at Lance at the dining table and asked for help.

"Is this your attitude of asking for help?" Lance tilted his head and asked back with interest at Main, who seemed to be loli.

"You!" Maine was angry, but for the sake of the romantic turret, she suppressed her anger and took a deep breath, and a forced and false smile appeared on her face. She asked Lance in a calm tone and said, "Mr. Lance, can you please return my romantic turret to me?"

"What are my benefits?" Lance continued to beak Maine.

"What do you want?" Maine asked back.

"The imperial tools in my hand can only be handed over to my women for use, so..." Although the words were not finished, the meaning was clearly conveyed to the ears of everyone present.

"you!"

"That's Main's Emperor." Hill corrected.

"But now is my trophy, my possession, and I have the right to decide its future ownership. So Miss Maine, do you want imperial instruments or freedom?"

"You guy is like an evil party. You are not a good person in other worlds, right?" Leonel couldn't stand Lance's performance and couldn't help but complain and question.

"That depends on your specific definition of a good person. If it matches it, I am the good person in your perception. If it is different, then I must be a bad person." Lance said freely and freely.

"Please return the romantic turret to Maine, otherwise even if you are a guest, I will challenge you for my companion and get back what we have lost." At this time, Chitong, who had not spoken much since Lance arrived, suddenly spoke. She looked very serious, and she looked like she was about to turn on the killer mode, which made Lance feel very interesting to see.

"What's the price? I can't just give the imperial instrument if I lose. If you lose, you don't pay anything. There is no such unfair reason in the world." Lance smiled and asked Chi Tong, who looked smaller than Maine, but was actually already an adult.

"What do you have?" Chitong asked.

"It's good. Since it's related to Maine's belonging, then bet on your belonging. If you win, the imperial instrument will belong to you. You can deal with the romantic fort at will, whether it's lost or given to Maine. On the contrary, if you lose, you will become my woman instead of Maine. How about it?"

"No!" Main shouted.
Chapter completed!