Lyle was stared at by Asa, and the cold sweat on the back of his neck came down, "That... that, this, this... thing, in fact, he, he, he, he..."
"What about him?" Asa moved closer, staring at Lyle's eyes that were spinning wildly, not missing the slightest emotion of the other party.
Looking at his expression, it seems that there is really something he knows but hasn't told him...
Lyle raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and was about to speak when he heard Samuel's cold voice, "Calm down, he's just suspicious. Tell him I'm a blood slave raised by a blood clan, and you worship me because of me The spirit of self-improvement…”
When Lyle heard Samuel's voice, the sweat on the back of his neck grew even more, and he roared in his heart, 'Your Highness, this is not your style! ! ! '
Samuel snorted coldly, "Your style is enough. What philosophical words can you say with your brain cells? If there is another mistake next time and my plan cannot be carried out smoothly, you are going to start from 30." Fly down from the sixth floor!"
Lyle was startled, seized the key words, shrunk back in a cold sweat, "What is your Highness's plan, I am willing to fully cooperate!" '
"No need..."
'Your Highness, do you dislike me? In fact, my cousin said I'm pretty smart...' Lyle's tone was a little serious.
"If you mess up my plan, your cousin will take you 'home'." Samuel's voice paused, and his tone suddenly became very gentle: "By the way, he asked me to convey the Miss you."
"..."
Asa stared at Lyle closely, but found that the other party suddenly became in a trance, as if absent-minded
Sure enough... have you been deceived again
The focus of the pupils tightened fiercely, and an emotion called betrayal surged, and the rapidly ignited anger swept over his nerves. The familiar feeling of anger made Asa lose his mind.
The lake-blue pupils glowed with an inorganic cold light, and the golden color slowly filled his pupils, "I remember I said that big dogs are the most loyal animals, if you can't do it, then..."
-Snapped!
Asa grabbed Lyle by the neck, lifted him up into the air, and led the struggling Lyle to the window sill...
"Ahem, my lord! Listen to me..." Lyle panicked and explained, "Actually, the only strong man I admire is you. In fact, I only admire the butler. He...he is a blood slave raised by the blood clan , I admire him because of his self-improvement spirit. You see, he is only responsible for the pure blood diet now, like you?"
Asa's footsteps paused, and the emotionless golden pupil stared at Lyle coldly, trying to find some clues of deception from the bat's face.
"My lord, you have to believe me. In fact, I just remembered that only high-level blood slaves in captivity have pure golden pupils. That's because they are anemic! My lord!" Lyle quickly explained when he saw the other party stop.
Asa's fingers loosened, and he tilted his head and asked, "Anemia? Anemia, Mr. Butler?" The golden pupils were somewhat scattered.
"Oh God of Darkness, how could I lie to you? You have also tasted his blood, isn't it delicious?" Lyle tried his best to put on the most sincere expression.
"Then why is he so strong..." Asa stared at Lyle with gloomy eyes.
Lyle dodged his eyes, "That's because the adult's ability has not been fully awakened. When your ability recovers, you will find that those are just pediatrics! Yes! It's too pediatric!" Lyle nodded firmly, his eyes looked upright Very harmless.
Asa pulled Lyall closer, looked directly at him and said in a low voice, "I don't have any memories of the past, but I hate the feeling of being betrayed. If you can't be honest, then we will part ways now."
"It can be done, my lord! You have all the money. If you drive me away, I can only live in the underground water pipes in Las Vegas as neighbors with rats and bugs." Lyle nodded hastily, with a sad face.
Asa put Lyle down, opened the suitcase without saying a word, took out a set of arranged clothes and walked towards the bathroom. He opened the wooden door and said without looking back, "I gave you a chance to leave. If I find out that you lied to me in the future, I will tear you apart myself."
"—Boom."
The door of the bathroom was closed, Lyle stood where he was, touched his neck which didn't hurt much, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, His Highness will take care of things in the future... right? QQ
Huh? Where did your highness go
Shouted twice in his heart but got no response, Lyle looked at the closed brown bathroom door and touched his chin thoughtfully...
Since the transformation of Las Vegas, the most unmissable thing is various types of performances. The "I Am a Magician" program launched by Bellagio was dubbed "the most unmissable show in Las Vegas" in just five years.
His performer Berg. Lyon also entered people's field of vision at that time. His gorgeous acting skills coupled with the vigorous promotion of the TV station have attracted a large number of tourists to watch his show every day.
But the audience who came to watch the show tonight found something more attractive than the show, a man—
A long-haired man in a silk shirt and tight breeches.
"Oh, my lord, you should wear a hat to cover your hair, they are too harsh." Lyall complained as he walked beside Asa.
Asa hooked the corners of his lips, and said in a good mood, "Actually, I'm going to cut them off tomorrow."
In fact, he was really in a good mood. In his opinion, there was nothing more pleasing than retrieving memories.
"Oh no, no, I don't agree with that, you can't cut them!" Lyle was the first to object.
Asa took the ticket to look for a seat, cast a casual glance at Lyle and asked, "The objection is invalid, who are you, I need your consent? Besides, don't you think long hair looks like a woman?"
Lyle scratched his red hair with a broken face, and shouted, "Oh no, I can't tolerate such beautiful long hair falling to the ground, my lord! These hairs make you look like the sun god Apollo, not effeminate at all! "Lyle widened his eyes, trying to let Asa see the seriousness in his eyes.
Asa had already found his seat, and sat on the seat with his chin raised, he gave Lyle a half-smile and a half-smile. He didn't want to tell Lyle that he thought of cutting it off because he had caught his hair several times...
The performance hadn't started yet, and the audience sitting in their seats waiting for the performance chatted quietly. In fact, their voices were very soft, but in the eyes of Asa and Lyle, their voices were ridiculously loud.
The woman with exquisite curly hair took out a makeup mirror and lipstick from her bag, and casually said to her other woman, "Berg looks so handsome. I heard that he was just a prop master before he debuted? It's really embarrassing talent!" "Opening the mirror, the woman pouted and began to carefully touch up her lipstick.
"Oh God, I heard it was a Chinese magician, thank goodness that guy died, otherwise our Berg would never have made it to the front of the stage. Oh! Look at him coming out!"
All the lights in the entire venue were turned off with a bang, and only the brightest light shone on the stage.
The arena suddenly became very quiet, only the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden stage echoed in the arena. A slender and thin man walked from the darkness to the bright light.
"Good evening, I'm Berg..."
The expression on Asa's face remained unchanged, but the pupils hidden in the dark were slowly stained with golden light. Sure enough, his rootless hatred will only be particularly obvious when he sees this person.
The conversation between the two women reached his ears exactly, the Chinese magician
"My lord, Berg's shoulders are a bit high and low, oh! He's so thin, he doesn't look like a good man..." Lyle commented on the man on the stage in a low voice.
"Look for his information at night." Asa smiled, "I can promise you not to cut your hair."
Lyle was stunned, grabbed Asa's hand and shouted in surprise, "Oh! For this, I am willing to let you striptease here!... willing... meaning~~~~"
The excited yelling magnified infinitely in the silent hall, with a trembling echo, and the people in the hall looked at Lyle with a "swish"...
Berg's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared at the man with long blond hair sitting in the auditorium with constricted pupils...