Chapter 11 Please apologize to me

"I know this more than you!" Christine frowned slightly, but still had no intention of giving in. "Nicholas, please don't forget that my mother asked you to guard me to the south in the hope that I could grow into a holy founder as soon as possible, and everything we do is based on this goal!"

"As for now, I think this gentleman is very helpful to me. And even if you let you do something, are you sure you can defeat him or both lose money?" Leng Ran looked at his unruly subordinates, and Christine's voice was full of majesty, "Are you going to destroy the plan set by your mother? In addition, if your mother knows that you are breaking my order, do you understand what the consequences will be?"

Once Christine's mother, the Speaker of the Northern Parliamentary Union, Catherine, both Christine and Nicholas, showed a slightly respectful or awe-inspiring expression. She gasped with a ferocious face, Nicholas finally roared angrily and suddenly waved a dark fighting spirit. There was no doubt that this was just an venting attack, and it did not aim at An Ruoran who was standing tall.

"Well, are you planning to leave with such an attitude?" However, looking at Nicholas who was demonstratively frowned suddenly, and a magic spear suddenly pierced from the air! A green light shone out, colliding with the squirming black fighting spirit. The ripples of the air were swaying at this moment, forcing everyone present to take a few steps back. An Ruoran sneered, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Mr. Nicholas, it seems that your strength is just like this. Do you need me to cheer for you?"

Hearing An Ruoran's mockery, Nicholas's expression could almost be described as ferocious. But under Christine's cold gaze, he finally closed his mouth with a pale expression and looked at An Ruoran with only the almost fire-breathing gaze. In the confrontation between the two full of gunpowder, Christine suddenly coughed lightly and said hoarsely: "Mr. An, how about we make a deal? But first of all, I really want to know why you pretend to be Victor."

"I was entrusted by others, and I also wanted to find something." An Ruoran shrugged indifferently, saying that he was Victor's student, and all other contents were just mentioned. Christine listened expressionlessly until a long time later, and asked lightly: "So that is to say, are you the only student of Victor and have you inherited all his casting techniques?"

"It's true in theory, but what do you want to get?" Looking at the other party as if nothing had happened, An Ruoran was waiting for her to propose the conditions. Of course, he knew very well that the reason why this beauty demon caster stopped Nicholas from killing was definitely not because she was inspired by Uncle Lei Feng, so her real purpose was naturally obvious.

"Casting experience, Victor's casting experience manual." Christine replied without any concealment, "I did not expect that Master Victor's casting theory would be so novel and interesting, so if you want, we can talk about the issue of transactions."

"Well, are you referring to the theories I mentioned at the Athletic Conference?" An Ruoran smiled, suddenly feeling accomplished - this beauty caster didn't understand that the casting experience at the Athletic Conference was not obtained from Victor. So when she bought Victor's casting theory, she might feel like she was meeting a profiteer...

"That's right! So what do you need? You might as well offer a price." Christine snorted slightly, but Nicholas snorted coldly, obviously not very satisfied with this trading method. But this arrogant half-demon had to admit that with the protection of "Vivian", even if he wanted to forcibly cast the experience manual, there might be no possibility.

"What I want... Well, I want a lot of things." An Ruoran smiled, looked at Nicholas as if nothing had happened, and suddenly said lightly, "For example, I really want to hear a gentleman apologize to me, it would be better that he could pull his ears and say 'I'm sorry'."

"Hello..." Nicholas was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but roar and take a step forward. But before he said the whole sentence, Christine had already yelled softly and said coldly: "Nicholas, please remember who is the master! Even if you refuse to obey me, you should know better than me what the mother's orders were during this journey!"

After breathing a long sigh, Nicholas finally retreated helplessly and imagined himself as a stone statue that would not be angry. But a few seconds later, he raised his head in disbelief - because at this moment, Christine actually coughed lightly as if nothing had happened and said lightly: "Very good! Then Nicholas, please apologize to Mr. An, it's now!"

"What, what!" Nicholas was as if he was punched in front of him, his expression was so strange that it was indescribable. He turned to look at Christine, who had no expression on his face, and looked at An Ruoran, who seemed to be smiling, and finally shouted angrily as if a volcano erupted: "What a joke! Why did this man kill my subordinates and deceive us for another half a month, but I still want to apologize to him?"

"Because I have what you want in my hand, things are that simple." An Ruoran smiled and touched his chin, and erected his chest in the crane robe. Christine looked at him sideways, nodded coldly and said, "That's right, Mr. An is right! So, for the goal of his mother... Nicholas, you should know how to do it!"

"I..." As soon as I mentioned Speaker Catherine, the rebellious Nicholas suddenly became discouraged, as if a balloon had been pierced a hole. He looked at An Ruoran with a gloomy face. The green light in his eyes was so hot that it could ignite everything, but under Christine's cold gaze, the humiliating half-demon was forced to take a step forward, and he lowered his head helplessly and said, "Okay, I apologize for my attack just now!"

"What did you say? I didn't hear it very clearly." Just like in common plots, An Ruoran made an extremely bastard expression and gently slashed his ears. Nicholas's chest was fluctuating violently, as if a volcano was hidden, but under Christine's surveillance, he still resisted the urge to vomit blood, raised his head and said loudly: "I'm sorry, I apologize, are you okay?"

"Oh, you are really! Actually, we are all friends, what are you doing to apologize?" An Ruoran laughed and directly put his shoulder on Nicholas's shoulder. This time, the poor half-demon finally couldn't help but squirt blood - ***, a few minutes ago, which bastard forced me to apologize?

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