Chapter 85 85: The logic of a drunkard

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Fooled.

At this moment, Angie had completely realized that she was being plotted by Slade.

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

Anji also happened to fail to react in time, and fell straight into the opponent's trap. Anji had drunk a lot of wine, and his thinking was no longer as quick as usual.

The conversation between Slade and her over the wine table went on for too long. Unknowingly, her tense nerves relaxed a little, which led to her not thinking when she heard those things about Hardfer.

Be careful to show some of your true emotions on your face.

This incident happened naturally like a fish biting the hook or the prey accidentally stepping on the trap, and there was no chance to make up for it now - because Slade had clearly noticed something strange.

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

It seems that this matter is not going to end well.

But surprisingly, the silence did not last long. Soon, Slade gave an order to Angie:

"Keep drinking. You are not allowed to stop without my permission."

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

Although she didn't know what Slade was thinking now, she was certain that she would inevitably get drunk tonight...

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After finishing the bucket of wine that was half her height, Anji lay quietly on the table for some time.

If it were normal Anji, she would be proudly praising herself at this moment: Hey, I have a pretty good drinking capacity!

However, now that she was completely unconscious, she naturally could not realize this.

Slade sat back on the chair and silently looked at the girl who had been lying on the table for a long time, occasionally changing positions to continue sleeping.

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

"Wake up."

However, the girl with her eyes closed just smacked her mouth a few times without opening her eyes. Instead, she showed an "impatient" look, and then she changed her direction and continued to sleep.

Slade glanced at her indifferently, picked up a stool, sat next to her, and patted her shoulder twice more, not only increasing the strength in his hands, but also deliberately increasing his voice:

"Wake up."

At this moment, Anji finally woke up.

She moved twice first, and then slowly sat up. With confused eyes, she looked at Slade sitting next to her, but she didn't speak for a long time, as if she hadn't woken up.

Slade had a sullen face, while staring at her closely, he stretched out his hand in front of the other person's eyes, and then raised his dark curved index finger: "What is this?"

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

Slade wasn't angry.

She just looked at Anji indifferently, and soon saw the other person showing a very aggrieved expression, and said with a strong cry:

"You are cruel to me!"

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

It was rare that she could not hold back like this, but now it was obvious that the subordinate in front of her was probably going to go crazy with alcohol.

But after realizing the current situation, Slade laughed out loud: because this was the effect she wanted.

Anji, a stinky girl, would never be able to tell her true inner thoughts as long as she had a shred of consciousness.

He is obviously just a young kid in his twenties, but he has a defensiveness that does not suit his age. Even if he is not lying, he has to think about those words several times before speaking them out.

Under this situation, 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 made Slade feel very relieved, but at the same time, it also made her feel very boring.

Now, here comes the fun part.

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

She did not ask about Angie and Hardfer, but followed the other person's words and asked:

"Did you just say that I was cruel to you?"

"Yeah!" Angie replied firmly.

Her face was full of grief, anger and grievance. Seeing that Slade just smiled disapprovingly, she added:

"You are always mean to me, but you are obviously very nice to Jeshir!"

"How many years have Jeshir been following me, and are you as cute as her?"

Slade said this deliberately, and when he saw Angie's expression becoming more aggrieved, he immediately smiled even more happily: "What's wrong, what else do you have to be aggrieved about? I'm already good enough to you - this Shuttlewo

Apart from me and the personal guards, there are only two people living in the De Palace, you and Jeshir."

"That's because I'm useful." Anji held back her mouth, her face full of grievances.

Slade then suppressed his smile, then straightened his face and tilted his head slightly: "Then tell me, what are your uses?"

Slade's expression of indifference made Anji's pain well up like a tide.

She thought for a while, then directly picked out what she thought was the most serious matter, and said in a low voice: "You want to use me as a child bride."

Slade narrowed his eyes in confusion and raised his eyebrows.

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 "she came from a very far away place" that Anji said was that far away? It was so far away that even she, who had visited almost the entire southern continent, didn't know.

Just as Slade lowered his eyes and thought, she heard Angie sniff and add in a muffled voice:

"I don't want to be a child bride, and I don't want to be with an idiot!"

"What exactly is the 'child bride' you are talking about?" Slade was helpless.

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

"Oh. Isn't that normal?" Slade finally understood what she meant and felt angry and funny.

It turns out that the idiot refers to Barton.

This silly girl, since she already felt that she regarded Barton as a son, still dared to call him a fool in front of her - it was equivalent to scolding her son in front of his mother.

Although even Slade himself felt that Barton was not only short-sighted, but also very short-sighted.

Thinking this, Slade smiled and asked: "Do you think I raised you to make you Barton's wife?"

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

Angie, whose mind was full of alcohol, was extremely courageous. Not only did she dare to contradict Slade, she even dared to point fingers at him, without treating him as an outsider.

This made Slade feel even funnier.

She laughed for a while before recovering slightly, but still with a smile on her face, she said to the angry Angie: "I have considered it, and I really think this is not bad - but if you can create

If there is a greater value than 'growing good seedlings', I will give up this idea."

"What's the value? For example, help you rescue that subordinate in the cemetery?"

Angie's too-quick answer made Slade a little confused - is this man drunk? Since when did he know about the cemetery?

She stared at Anji for a while, carefully observing the other person's expression, and found that the latter still looked like a confident drunkard, and then asked: "Did Scott tell you this?"

"Yes - you already owe six questions of wine!"

Under Angie's sudden appearance and aggressive debt collection, Slade was unusually at a loss.

But this confused state only lasted for less than a second. She reacted, snorted coldly, looked at Anji with a half-smiling expression, and said in a low voice: "You drunkard, you are still sober when you are drunk.

."

After saying that, she directly picked up the wine glass, drank it in one breath, and continued what she had said before, explaining: "If you can really do this, I certainly won't force you to be a 'child bride.' In fact, as long as you

If your patience reaches 120 in the next few years, I will promote you to be a personal guard and give you as much freedom as possible - what else do you want to ask? I will slowly replenish the wine and I will never default on it."

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

Even if Anji drinks until she loses her memory, she will definitely know "what happened tonight" tomorrow. "It" seems to be a wise treasure, and it should be able to relay everything.

While Slade was drinking and waiting for Angie to ask something else, 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?

"

He was really drunk.

Slade thought this, feeling disgusted and amused at the same time, and casually responded: "I don't know."

She deliberately waited for a while, until Anji showed an angry expression, and then continued: "I have spent a long time alone outside, and I have no sense of time, so I really don't know my specific age - but,
To be continued...