It’s Actually Not Easy Wanting to be a Supporting Male Lead

Chapter 22: The third world (5)

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The dinner held by the city lord for Osmond was naturally extremely extravagant.

Sui Yuan himself has a hard time dealing with non-protagonists who don't have a strategy, and now that the character setting is the type that no strangers should enter, so he continued to play soy sauce happily, putting on an indifferent touch He also occupied a balcony with a good view, and then sat on the railing of the balcony with his chest folded, listening to the melodious dance music, while chatting with 5237.

Alora also seemed to be struggling to cope with such a scene, and the city lord targeted her intentionally or unintentionally, trying to make her expose more shortcomings and deficiencies in front of Osmond, which led to the poor heroine's constant struggle. The bright smile dimmed a little, and he looked quite distressed. It took a lot of effort to get rid of the siege of those noble women, and shrank into a corner to taste the dessert prepared at the dinner.

As the heroine with the label of foodie, Alora was obviously healed by the delicious desserts, her complexion calmed down, and she finally had the mood to look around to find her companions.

Unlike Sui Yuan and Alora who were out of place, Osmond was obviously used to this kind of dinner party, and he was at home like a fish in water. His every move is not enthusiastic, but he is gentle and reserved, and his aloof and noble temperament is fully revealed. Neither men nor women dare to do anything in front of him, and listen carefully to him with a kind of reverence similar to piety. Every word he spoke was dazzled by his beautiful appearance.

"Hmph, pretending." 5237 snorted lightly, and seemed to hate Sui Yuan even more than the direct victim. Coupled with the original hatred value on 0007, 5237 wished to get rid of this pair of master and servant as soon as possible.

"You don't need to say that, otherwise, wouldn't I be the same as him?" Sui Yuan shrugged his shoulders.

In fact, actors like Sui Yuan, rather than just playing the prescribed role according to the script, might as well integrate themselves with the role, stand in the position of the role, and act with their own will. For example, Sui Yuan, no matter how focused his performance is, he will not mistake himself for another person.

Probably because they talked about Osmond, Sui Yuan subconsciously turned his gaze to follow him, but the other party just happened to catch him.

Osmond smiled lightly, apologized tactfully to the people around him, then broke away from the crowd and walked towards Sui Yuan. Sui Yuan stared at him, not knowing what he was going to do, so he finally decided to stand still.

"Don't you like this scene?" Osmond asked softly, "Why don't you go dancing?"

"No." Sui Yuan told the truth honestly, this was the first time he faced such a scene, and he hadn't had time to learn it yet, and Nadred, the object of his role at the moment, was bound to be even more unlikely to be able to dance this kind of dance.

"No, no, you will have to face such a situation in the future." Osmond laughed lowly, and suddenly reached out to grab the arm of Sui Yuan who was nodding slightly because he agreed with his words, and pulled him off the railing .

Unexpectedly, he made a sudden move, and Sui Yuan, who was defenseless, was pulled staggeringly, trying to stabilize his body but was taken by the other party, bumped into Osmond's arms, and then he was wrapped around his waist.

"What are you doing!" Sui Yuan was a little furious, but he didn't break free because Osmond unscientifically concealed a lot of strength under his elegant appearance, which made Sui Yuan, who had not yet become a boss, completely unable to resist. .

Although Osmond has always shown himself as a mage, in terms of setting, he is also a powerful warrior, fully demonstrating what it means to have a preference for the male protagonist.

"Teach you how to dance." Osmond still maintained a gentle appearance, smiling at Sui Yuan with a tense face trying to push him away, but he was unmoved in the slightest.

The resistance failed, and Sui Yuan, who knew how persistent the other party was, had to compromise. He frowned slightly to see what posture Osmond taught him to pose, and became more and more dissatisfied: "You are lying again, don't think that I I don't know, the posture you taught me is for the female side!"

Osmond raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "That's right, that's what I'm teaching you, because that's what you need."

Sui Yuan was a little dazed.

"Trust me." Osmond lowered his head and whispered into Sui Yuan's ear, "Because you have no chance to dance with women."

Sui Yuan: "..."

— This curse is so cruel!

Although Sui Yuan expressed his uncooperative attitude towards Osmond's self-assertion with practical actions, he still had to reluctantly move his footsteps following his movements.

Sui Yuan had no way to resist Osmond, and he didn't want to do disrespectful actions such as stepping on the opponent's feet deliberately by dancing. In addition, the elves' natural sensitivity to music beats and their light and flexible movements made him even if he didn't Concentrate, and gradually catch up with Osmond's rhythm, the dance moves from jerky to proficient, even with a charm that humans who have been dancing for many years do not have.

The elves are born artists. No race is better at singing and dancing, and knows how to bring beauty to its fullest.

Osmond, who was dressed in a white priest's robe, and the elf in black leather armor were in perfect harmony with each other. The interlacing of black and white was as distinct as light and darkness, but they were interdependent and inseparable. The lord of Obsidian City watched this scene silently, pursed his red lips tightly, and suddenly felt that the object he had been guarding against all this time was a complete joke.

The castellan's eyes glanced at Alora who was still sitting in the corner of the banquet hall, only to see that this girl was also staring at the two embracing each other, with a slightly lonely and envious look on her face, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply. Take a breath.

Stepping forward, she walked to Alora's side.

Although Osmond and Sui Yuan were only quietly teaching and learning in an inconspicuous corner of the banquet hall, they quickly attracted everyone's attention. Regardless of how strange the two men's dancing was, Osmond's focused and gentle expression alone was a little unbelievable.

Anyone who knows a little about Osmond knows that this Holy Son of the Protoss seems to be gentle but ruthless. He can be gentle to anyone, but he will not just focus on one person. The great love is boundless, and when it is distributed to each individual, there is only thinness left. No one has ever seen Osmond focus on anyone so wholeheartedly. It seems that except for him, everything around him no longer exists.

If Zhao Xihe, the actor of Osmond, saw this scene as a bystander, he would definitely see at a glance that he was very OOC. Not so focused. It's a pity that the authorities were obsessed, even he himself didn't realize that when he held Sui Yuan in his arms, there wouldn't be any extra things in his mind.

"Who is that...?" Sitting next to Alora, watching the girl tense up as if facing an enemy, the attitude of the Lord Obsidian was unprecedentedly gentle, even with a bit of sympathy.

"Who?" Alora was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized, "Oh, are you referring to Nadred?"

"Nadred? That elf?" City Lord Obsidian thought for a while, and made sure that he did not exist in his memory. "How did he meet Osmond?"

"I don't know about that either." Alora shook her head, "When I joined, they were already together, but I heard vaguely that it was because Nadred was in trouble, and Osmond saved him. Fate, this time, we are going to accompany Nadred to the dark land, Osmond is worried that he will go alone, and I am going to train myself."

"A dark place... Master Osmond is willing to take such a risk for him..." the slender eyebrows of the obsidian city lord frowned, and his heart became more and more disturbed.

Osmond did not know how many lives he had saved. This is obviously not a reasonable explanation for the close relationship between the two, but looking at Alora's ignorant look, the Lord Obsidian also knew that he probably could not ask the girl's question. Is there any other useful information out there.

At this time, when the song was over, the elf pushed Osmond away in dissatisfaction. He looked gloomy as if he had lost his temper, but Osmond didn't think he was disobedient. Instead, he followed him step by step with a funny smile on his face. It seemed to be saying something good to beg for mercy.

As a result, the elf's face looked a little better.

City Lord Obsidian raised his hand, covered his face expressionlessly, suddenly couldn't bear to look at such a scene. The indifferent and noble image of Osmond in her mind seemed to shatter to pieces, and her painful heart began to ache.

Master Osmond is trying to please someone... This must be an illusion!

"I'm so envious..." Alora sighed, "The relationship between Osmond and Nadred is always so good."

"... Don't you think it's strange?" City Lord Obsidian asked calmly, "I mean, the way they get along with each other."

"What's so strange about this?" Alora tilted her head in doubt, "Isn't this how lovers should get along with each other?"

"Enough!" City Lord Obsidian stood up suddenly, frowned, "They are not lovers!"

"Huh?!" Alora was startled, her eyes widened involuntarily.

"In short, there must be no lover relationship between them, at best they are just good friends! I have known Osmond for so long, so I naturally know what kind of person he is!" City Lord Obsidian said quickly, as if It is to convince myself to be so firm, "You are thinking too much!"

"...is... is that so?" Alora's eyes lit up, and a tiny sprout of hope subconsciously sprouted in her heart, then she watched the City Lord Obsidian turn around, walked away quickly, and raised her hand to press the button. The heartbeat intensified in the chest, "So... aren't you a lover?"

—Castle Master Obsidian, who walked out of the banquet hall quickly, went straight to his office, contacted his close friend through the crystal ball, and cried very sadly.

"My male god Osmond-sama has a lover! The other party is a male elf! My heart is about to break and swell! QAQ"