As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The dim room fell into silence, and Alice's steady breathing became disordered.

Those light blue eyes dodged guiltily.

"I'm not, I didn't..."

Roy was a little distressed: "Did I make you unhappy?"

Roy never treated Alice as a servant to be ordered around at will, and he didn't want to force her to do anything. He thought he was quite reasonable.

That's why he didn't understand Alice's actions.

"If I do something that annoys you, you can always tell me."

This slightly aggrieved sigh made Alice feel a pang of pain in her heart.

She immediately raised her head, looked at Roy, and raised her voice, which was rare, and said anxiously, "No way!"

"Alice doesn't hate the Master!"

Roy felt a little relieved after hearing this, but he also became more confused.

"If you don't hate me, why are you avoiding me?"

"I......"

Faced with the second question, Alice fell speechless again.

Time passed minute by minute. Alice lowered her head, her eyes drooped slightly, and she pursed her lips. Her expression was hidden in the dim and hazy moonlight. Her petite figure looked pitiful, like a child being taught a lesson.

Seeing this embarrassed look, Roy immediately softened his heart.

How do I make myself look like a bad guy who bullies girls?

Alice is a human being, not an object to be left to do whatever she wants.

Maybe she has some inconveniences, and I shouldn't force her.

He sighed.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"Huh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Alice's eyes.

"It's my fault. Everyone has their own secrets. If you don't want to tell me, I shouldn't force you."

Seeing Roy was about to get up, Alice quickly got down and helped Roy stand up.

Contrary to her expectations, Roy was neither annoyed nor dissatisfied. He smiled gently as usual, with only the purest concern in his dark eyes.

Her master is always so gentle.

"I don't mean anything else. I just wanted to see how you've been doing lately. After all, we finally get to meet each other."

"I heard you've been busy lately. Working hard is a good thing, but don't be too pushy. If you exhaust yourself, it won't be worth it."

"Besides, it's rare to come to the capital, so you should rest a little and ask Choco and the others to go out and play together."

The warm words flowed like a trickle of water, but made Alice feel guilty.

For a moment, she wanted to pour out everything.

But she opened her mouth and in the end nothing came out.

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Roy raised his hand and touched the girl's head as usual, then turned and left.

In the past, Alice never understood why Roy did this, but now, she was extremely reluctant to let him go, and felt that this moment of caress was precious.

The moonlight was so thin, and seeing the young man's lonely figure about to disappear in the darkness, Alice finally couldn't help it. She reached out her hand and carefully but forcefully grabbed the corner of Roy's clothes.

"Because I don't want to get in the way of the Master."

Roy paused.

"The Master and Her Highness Charlotte are getting along so happily, I don't want to get in the way."

"As a maid, Alice should always support her master."

Alice lowered her head, her ethereal tone becoming increasingly fragile in the darkness.

"But Alice is a bad kid."

"I know that the Master loves Her Highness Charlotte, but seeing how happy the Master is with Charlotte, I feel... so uncomfortable, so sad, like I can't breathe..."

Even though the voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, to Alice, every word was spoken with all her might.

In the end, Alice's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell into complete silence. She closed her eyes with a sour and weak feeling.

I am so willful.

Having already received so much from the master, she still hopes to take away more time belonging to Her Highness Charlotte from the master.

Master, you must hate such a bad boy.

However, what lingered in my ears was a helpless chuckle.

"Did you misunderstand something?"

"When did I ever say you'd get in my way?"

Alice shuddered slightly and opened her eyes.

"Charlotte is Charlotte, and Alice is Alice. You two are different. I won't abandon you just because of Charlotte, and there's no such thing as an obstacle."

In Roy's mind, there is never any distinction between the two.

He only knew that it was because he ignored Alice's feelings that this sensible girl suffered so much.

Roy gently held the little hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, turned around, leaned down, looked into the wet light blue eyes, and said gently: "Besides, I missed you."

Alice's pretty face flushed slightly, and her wet eyes shone with a color more moving than the moonlight.

"Really?" The girl couldn't believe it.

She responded with a firm tone: "Really! Without seeing Alice, I can't eat or sleep well. All I can think about is you."

"Even when you're with Her Highness Charlotte?"

"You are you, and she is she. Even with Charlotte by my side, I will still miss you."

Luo Yirou gave her permission in the most gentle tone: "So, you don't have to be patient anymore."

Nothing made Alice happier than being missed by Roy.

Under the moonlight, the girl's expression gradually became hazy. She nodded vigorously, then pounced on him, opened her arms and hugged him, her petite body immersed in the long-lost embrace.

She felt like she had grasped the most precious treasure of this incident and was reluctant to let go.

An ambiguous voice came softly from his arms: "Master, Alice misses you too."

Roy hugged the little maid in his arms, rubbing her furry head lovingly, with a gentle hint of pampering at the corner of his mouth.

Their figures overlapped in the hazy moonlight, and they remained silent for a long time until the brilliant lights of the palace gradually faded.

Chapter 133: The King is a Real Man

Gongs and drums were beating, colorful flags were flying, cheers were echoing in the streets and alleys, and the entire capital seemed to have turned into a boiling palace.

The reason is simple: today, King Richard the Lionheart officially returns triumphantly.

Originally, Robert the Lionheart was only going to conquer the pure-blooded dragon in Raymond's territory, but the battle went unexpectedly smoothly, so the conquering troops simply carried out a large-scale sweep in the surrounding area.

No matter whether it was the [Evil Dragon Society] or the sub-dragon group, as long as they encountered them, even the bandits and monsters would inevitably be beaten up.

After one wave, they harvested a lot of results, restored the mighty name of the Lionheart King, and completely swept away the haze of the Asian dragon riots a few days ago.

As recorded in history, even the giant dragon galloping across the sky cannot stop the Lion King!

For a time, the admiration for Robert the Lionheart, King Robert Reinhardt, reached its peak across the country, by men, women, young and old.

At the banquet that night, the nobles praised the reputation of King Lionheart and toasted to celebrate the victory of the great sweep.

However, as the protagonist of the banquet, King Lionheart himself was not in a good mood and had no intention of enjoying people's praise.

In the corner, the black-haired boy leaning on a cane was also respected by many people.

However, the story of a genius young man who sacrificed his life to protect his emperor and successfully escaped from the clutches of the [Evil Dragon Society] is ultimately much inferior to the legend of a king leading his army to slay a dragon.

This made Rob feel quite guilty.

Unfortunately, the ministers around him didn't understand his expression and kept asking questions.

"Your Majesty, can you tell us more about how you bravely defeated those damned cultists?!"

"Hmph, what's there to say? By the time I get there, the cultists will have already collapsed!"

That's right, except for the initial battle with the pure-blooded dragon, the bloodline power of the other dragons and cultists had been greatly weakened. They hadn't encountered many decent battles along the way.

And Rob knew very well that this was all thanks to the black-haired boy.

The real honor should belong to him.

"As expected of Your Majesty! A mere cultist is nothing compared to you..."

"Step aside!"

Robb walked through the crowd with a tense face and a bit rudely, scaring the ministers into not daring to say a word.

"Alice, please get me a chicken drumstick and a drink."

"no problem."

After finally dealing with everyone's respect, Roy, who was leaning on a cane and had difficulty moving, was enjoying the service of the little maid. When he turned around, he saw the king, who was as tall as a mountain, with a tense face appearing in front of him. He almost choked to death on a sip of drink.

"Ahem, Uncle Robert, what's going on?"

"follow me."

"Oh? But..."

Roy looked around and found that many people were looking at him and talking in private.

It was not uncommon for the king to summon his ministers, but he would usually arrange for the summons to be made by a maid in private.

Besides, Roy is still a junior after all, so how could he ask his elders to condescend to come in person?

Especially now that Rob and Roy are the leading figures of the older and younger generations respectively, this is even more eye-catching.

"Come if I tell you to. Why do you care about them?" Robert glanced to the side rudely, and the gazes that were looking at him instantly subsided a lot.

Roy was just marveling at the majesty of the king until Charlotte appeared.

"Hey! You stinky old man, don't bully Roy! Otherwise, I won't give you face!" Charlotte protected Roy and warned him sternly.

Rob's face twitched, and he laughed dryly: "No, I just want to talk to him privately..."

Seeing that the other party's attitude was quite friendly, Charlotte gave way.

Roy followed Rob to the lounge outside the banquet hall, and the guards closed the door as soon as they entered.

Clearly, this was a private conversation between the two of them.

Sitting face to face with Rob, Roy couldn't help feeling a little nervous as he saw the other's expression tense up again.

However, in reality, His Majesty the King was even more at a loss than he was.

After a long silence, Rob sighed calmly, "I hope you can understand."

"You saved the kingdom and killed that evil beast. The glory of slaying the dragon should belong to you. But considering the secret of your bloodline, we can only suppress the news."

"This is for your protection, and it's also what your father wants."

Only then did Roy finally realize that the rough face that should have been filled with passion was now filled with a hint of deep guilt.

Roy couldn't help laughing.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat. Roy certainly understands the reason for doing this.

In particular, the Red-Blooded Fire Dragon Balagas personally stated that the dragon clan would avenge it, which means that it is very likely that it still has blood relatives of the Seven Heavenly Dragons alive.

What's popular these days is to hide. I'm still young and my bloodline needs to grow, so naturally I should hide as deep as possible.

Especially in Viszea, the nobles' extraordinary abilities were known to the outside world. While this served to deter foreign enemies, it also gave cults and demons an opportunity to exploit. He had a dual bloodline to hide behind, so the next time a cult came to cause trouble, he could give them a big surprise.

"Uncle Robert, I don't care about those false reputations, and I understand your intentions. So please don't blame yourself."