"Need not."
Elizabeth watched Philip silently.
In her eyes, the hidden unhappiness and guarding were faintly visible and flashed by. If Annan hadn't been paying attention to her expression, he would have missed it.
Afterwards, Elizabeth quickly showed a gentle smile very similar to before, and said softly, "I can handle it well, Philip. Take care of His Royal Highness Annan."
"Oh~"
Philip showed a smile of unknown meaning, and made a long-drawn voice.
He chewed the toffee that was beginning to melt, and could even hear the sound of baji baji. The milky aroma overflowed from his mouth, and he could even see the droplets splashing on Elizabeth's clothes with the sound of his chewing.
Philip smiled and took out a few candies from his pocket, and handed them to Elizabeth: "Then—Miss Wang, do you want some candies?"
"It's business, Philip."
Elizabeth had already calmed down, maintaining a gentle and generous smile, completely ignoring Philip's disrespectful behavior, and said slowly, "It's not something you can participate in."
"Oh~"
Philip nodded in agreement and grinned, "Sister Wang said the same thing.
"After all, I'm an idler."
There was no unpleasant expression on his face either, he just maintained that cheerful smile, turned around and walked back, and sat beside Annan.
He stretched out his hand to push the sugar coating away, and patiently put them into his mouth one by one. Elizabeth didn't explain a word to Philip, she just turned around and left with the guards.
Annan sat quietly by the side, watching the two fight openly and secretly, not only did not feel nervous at all, but was full of interest... and even a little unfinished.
Right! This taste is just right!
Seeing the harmony between the three of his brothers, Annan thought that all the royal families in this world had this style of painting. Now seeing Noah's royal family...Annan, who likes to watch the excitement, was shocked.
This is the taste of intrigue between the children of the royal family!
But these two people are not very good at weird words.
He obviously wanted to say something weird and yin-yang, but in the end, what came out was this kind of soft words... This level is in our Zuan, but we can't protect our family.
— but then again.
The conflict between Philip and Elizabeth did not make Annan feel intimidated.
However, the appearance of Philip eating candy made Annan feel a little physiologically uncomfortable...
This big brother... your chatting is too wasteful, isn't it
Since he sat next to Annan, in less than three minutes, he has already eaten almost twenty candies, and on average, he refills three candies after saying a word...
This degree of abnormality is obviously beyond the explanation of "love to eat sugar".
Annan looked down at the sugar in his hand, and peeled off the sugar coating with one hand.
This candy looks similar in size to Wangzai milk candy. It is a creamy white color with a hint of yellow.
He waited for a long time without triggering the light curtain.
—then it's not a spell item, or even a potion.
What the hell
Is this actually real sugar
Annan looked at it in disbelief, and then looked at Philip who was chewing candy vigorously.
Philip noticed Annan's gaze and smiled cheerfully at him: "Eat it, it's delicious!
"Don't worry, it's made of condensed milk, cream, syrup, honey, and brown sugar. It doesn't contain any magical ingredients, and anyone can eat it."
Philip said, laughing happily.
Annan clearly saw the extremely viscous syrup hanging on Philip's white and neat teeth. With his heavy breathing, the extremely rich fragrance of milk and honey permeated around him.
Because Philip and Elizabeth came out just now, people around have noticed this place. Annan couldn't do anything at this time, so he could only continue to hold the gun in Kafni's skirt pocket with his left hand, and asked Philip politely:
"Do you like sweets very much, Your Highness Philip?"
"Of course!"
Philip replied straightforwardly: "I like to eat sugar, and I also like to eat meat! My favorite is honey barbecue - young people like to eat sugar and meat!"
He looked at Annan friendly, and said again: "You can call me brother, or you can call me Your Highness. But you can't call me uncle! Look at me, do you look like an uncle?"
After all, Philip patted his delicate-skinned face very proudly.
In fact, it is.
Philip has thick hair, delicate skin, and no wrinkles on his forehead. Unlike his younger brother Albert, Philip was clean-shaven...he didn't even wear jewelry.
If he changed into younger clothes, with his voice and mental state, it would be possible to recognize him as a teenager.
… Did Philip care so much about his youth
About ten minutes before the banquet started, Annan planned to continue to inquire about Philip's secrets and habits.
"Your Highness, you look less than twenty years old at most."
Annan made a childish voice.
It is an extremely false compliment in the general adult population, but if it is combined with Annan's serious and transparent eyes like a milk cat, it will become very convincing.
Hearing Annan's words, Philip couldn't help laughing out loud, without the slightest image of the royal family.
A man who looked close to fifty years old and had a staid and steady demeanor couldn't help but reprimanded: "Philip, keep your voice down!"
"Yes, yes~"
Philip drew a long tone, and replied indifferently.
When the man shook his head and left with a frown, Philip moved closer to Annan's ear and pointed at the man with his chin: "This is my second brother... and your brother, right? They are all the same kind of people.
"And you," said Philip, gesturing to himself, "and I. We are one of a kind. Happy—we are all happy."
Annan did not reveal the slightest flaw.
Hearing Philip's comment, he just looked over in confusion: "I don't quite understand."
—dnmd.
Annan couldn't help cursing in his heart—fortunately, the winter heart curse on Annan's body has now been covered with a reversed version on him, allowing him to ignore the sense of fear. Otherwise, just that one sentence can scare his heart into sudden arrest.
This Noah's house is characterized by per capita vision
"You will understand, Your Highness Annan."
Philip heard the words, but just smiled, and whispered in a slightly bewitching voice: "Joy... I can see that you have an unfettered soul that pursues pleasure. If you feel depressed one day and want to get out of bondage Break free from the chains of your fate... Come to me if you can.
"I will grant you the secret to joy."
"... the girl holding the cup?"
Annan asked in a low voice.
Philip smiled, "Of course.
"Facing the path of blood and desire, Your Highness Annan. Human beings are machines driven by desires... how is life without desires different from human dolls?"
"Then, what is the desire you are after?"
Annan asked further.
Philip was silent for a moment, and then he said calmly: "What I pursue is naturally [youth]."
"youth?"
"you do not understand."
Philip took a deep breath and shook his head.
Annan just continued to ask: "Is it youth and immortality, or immortality?"
Hearing Annan's question, Philip fell into a moment of thought.
But that's just a short thought for a breath.
He quickly flashed that trademark cheerful smile.
He took out a few more candies from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth.
"I... I want both."
Philip smiled slightly, and replied in a low voice: "I don't want to grow old. That is, once you experience it, you will never..."
At this moment, continuous explosions suddenly came from outside, completely covering Philip's voice.
These were not explosives—they were fireworks that were lit up into the sky at the gate of the palace.
The fireworks show has begun.
Annan silently clenched the gun in his hand, and turned around as if watching the excitement, looking at the entrance behind him.
Feeling Annan's movements, or the two getting closer because of Annan's movements... Cafney, who had been silent all this time, subconsciously tensed her body.
- There is only a moment of opportunity.