Chapter 458: Side Story VI: The Morning of Mindis (1)
Kai walked in the garden in front of Mindis Hall, passing through the gravel path intertwined with morning light and green plants, feeling relaxed.
Of course, according to the schedule, Old Daddy left the city with all his carriages and horses today. It is said that he will patrol the south for at least a month or two.
Kai thought this and felt that even the sky became much clearer.
As for the grounding order that the stubborn old man gave himself, who the hell cares about that?
Well, maybe someone does care:
When Kai approached the hall door, Nolan Noor, who was standing guard under the hall pillars, stared at him with a stupid look like "Why are you here?"
And that's why he brought Val here:
Before Nolanur opened his mouth to ask, Val cleared his throat, stepped forward under Kai's eyes, and began to embarrass his brother with the loud voice unique to the Northlanders.
As a member of the royal guard, Nolanur Alend may be able to deal with assassins without hesitation, but he is definitely not good at dealing with troublesome brothers from his own mother.
Kai knew this all too well.
Taking advantage of the moment when Nolan Nuer was behind him and had no time to care about him, Kaishun walked into the hall smoothly.
Perhaps because the stubborn old man is out of the city, the security in Mindis Hall is not that strict today. A few cleaning servants are coming and going in a hurry. The private soldiers of Bright Star are only standing guard outside. Only the elite and sparse royal guards are guarding a few key positions:
Morian stood by the side door of the left hall, his eyes as wide as bells. Rogo stood opposite him in the right hall, dozing off against the wall.
Directly in front of Kai, Tony stood steadily with his hands behind his back, and behind him were the stairs and the statue of the Three Star Kings on the wall.
"Your Majesty has grounded you," Tony's voice was emotionless:
"You shouldn't be here."
Kai snorted and continued walking towards the stairs:
"You shouldn't ask about my whereabouts."
But Tony held out his hand to stop him.
"Go back." He said coldly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
"This is for your own good."
Kai's eyes glanced at the knife on Tony's waist.
trouble.
Kai has always believed that there are two kinds of people in the world: those he can beat, and those he can only beat with helpers such as Val and the strong squire Cana.
But there is no doubt that the famous Chief Guard of the Royal Guards, Lord Conrad Tony, belongs to the third type.
Morian and Rogo on both sides looked sideways, as if expecting what would happen next.
Kai sighed and took a step back:
"Well, you know what's the funniest part about what happens next?"
Tony pursed his lips.
Kai smiled brightly and danced to express himself:
"I wanted to go up, but you wouldn't let me go up. Then I insisted, so you took action, but I struggled, and the movement was loud enough to knock down the roof of the hall. Then the messenger would come down with an order, asking you to stop and take me up."
Tony frowned and glanced at the steps behind him.
Kai crossed his arms and showed a confident smile:
"So why don't we skip a bunch of steps in the middle and get straight to the end: let me up?"
Tony's face became even more ugly.
On the other side, Morian blinked and pointed to the top of his head: "Ahem, what he said makes sense. I mean, let him go up?"
Rogo in the right hall twisted his mouth, looking like he wanted to laugh but couldn't help it.
Kai felt that he had indeed won.
Because Tony snorted angrily, but did nothing and stepped aside.
"That's right."
Kai cocked his nostrils in victory and passed Tony, regardless of the other man's face turning green with anger.
In order to provoke, he even raised his hands, snapped his fingers rhythmically, took tap dance steps, hummed a tune, swayed his shoulders, and walked up the stairs twisting and turning, ignoring the strange looks of the servants and royal guards on the left and right.
Kai arrogantly walked past the three kings of the stars: the Bastard King, the Wife King, and the Bad Debt King (the last time he called him that, the stubborn old man personally pinned him down in the Star Tomb and beat him with a stick for thirty times, until his pregnant mother heard the news and left the tea party.
(came back to save him), he winked at the two maids who came downstairs, scaring them so much that they turned aside and ran away.
It's still a beautiful day, isn't it?
Kai stared at the back of one of the younger maids, admiring her jiggling buttocks, and thought with satisfaction.
But before he had taken a few steps, he saw a strong man in black, surrounded by two attendants, coming towards him and walking down the steps.
Kai's brisk steps paused momentarily.
No.
The moment he saw the man in black, Kai started to wail in pain from the bottom of his heart.
It's him.
The person he least wanted to see.
Ultimately, there is no "one".
Why is he here?
Instead of continuing to drink his blood and chop off his heads in the dirty military camp where he should be most, in the harsh north?
Kai bared his teeth as he felt a headache. He skillfully lowered his head and leaned towards the stairs with his chest in his arms, minimizing his presence. He turned around silently like a humble servant and planned to slip away.
And counting on the man in black to ignore him.
But his wish ultimately came true.
"Where are you going?"
Kai's steps froze.
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from above the head, like an old organ that had been eroded for many years. When played, every string was a murderous weapon: "Is this your reaction after a year of separation?"
The man in black came down the stairs and looked majestic and majestic.
I saw Morian, Rogo and Tony all standing in awe, nodding to the man. This was a treatment that Kai had never enjoyed.
etc.
Kai glanced at Morian below and suddenly understood something.
They know he's here.
They do it on purpose.
"Dodge, escape, turn a blind eye... just like you are avoiding your identity and responsibilities."
This man has sharp eyes, resolute cheeks, a broad chest, and a body that never seems to bend.
The most important thing is that his appearance is like a dose of ice and snow, driving away all the warmth in the hall and replacing it with heaviness and tension.
Kai let out a sigh of resignation and turned around with numbness.
He saw a man in black standing above him and said coldly:
"My dear little brother."
A slight cold sweat broke out on Kai's forehead, and the long-lost panic and fear hit him at the same time.
Damn it.
Kai lamented silently in his heart, he was unwilling (no, he didn't dare!) to look directly into the other person's eyes, and only kept his gaze on the man's chest.
I'm not afraid of him.
You are not afraid of him.
Damn it, Kai, you're not afraid of him!
Kai repeated it three times in his mind.
Kai raised his head and forced himself to make an ugly smile:
"Hi, Horace!"
"My dear brother, the weather is bad...when did you come back to the capital?"
God knows how much effort it took Kai to squeeze out such a sentence between fear and nervousness.
Horace in black frowned slightly, as if the temperature around him began to drop.
That's right, one of the people in this world that Kai least wants to see.
It's his tall, strong, brave, murderous second brother who lacks care and is mentally disturbed.
Of course, Kai usually would not say the last description to his face.
"If I had known earlier, I could have prepared..."
Horace stared at Kai for a long time, until the coldness in his eyes could almost fill an entire cellar of icebergs, then he hummed an ominous muffled sound from his throat, interrupting Kai:
"I heard about it."
"When the Police Department was chasing fugitives, they 'happily' dragged you out of a certain club on Hongfang Street."
Kai's smile suddenly froze.
etc.
this……
Horace still stared at Kai expressionlessly.
Well, as always, this guy has no intention of making small talk.
But……
Kai shook his head with difficulty, twitching his cheeks, and spoke with an unnatural smile:
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just had a poetry and art seminar with my friends. The atmosphere in Hongfang Street was better, so we booked a private room, drank some wine together, and discussed the Manor Poetry School during the Red King period.
…”
Horace narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly approached Kai. With his strong body, it was like a hill pressing in front of him.
"Friends? Poetry discussion?"
Kai nodded innocently:
"You know, the ones Heyman likes to do..."
Horace still stared at him indifferently.
"But Heyman has never held a poetry seminar at two o'clock in the morning," the second prince said coldly, "not on a super-large luxurious soft bed on Red Square Street."
Early morning.
big bed.
A premonition that something bad was going to happen struck Kai.
"He did not get stuck drunkenly among three naked women when the security officer arrived, and then he was dragged naked to the street and dragged along until he wailed the royal family name."
Horace spoke slowly, with a muffled sound in every word.
Kai's expression froze.
Damn it.
Shouldn't this be a secret?
Where did he know about it? The Police Department?
He swore that when Horace said "bare-butt women," Morian below suppressed a smile and glanced at them.
Although the matter of Kai's suspension is public, the truth behind it... The old stubborn has given a strict order. Shouldn't this matter be covered up except for the person involved?
Kai twisted his neck unnaturally and looked away:
"Um, where did you hear that?"
Horace's eyes were filled with contempt.
"My wife, and she heard it from Mrs. Hebland."
Mrs. Hebland?
Wait, so that means...
Kai figured something out, and a large haze of imminent disaster flashed through his mind.
Oh no.
In the royal capital's gossip circle, those damn gossipy women... don't expect him to give them oral jobs anymore!
Well, except maybe Madame Elysee...
After all, her moans are so moving...
But Horace's voice interrupted Kai's thoughts that had already drifted to the Far East:
"After you were caught lying naked on the same bed with a lowly bitch, a widow of a hero, and a viscountess whose husband didn't know about it, and your identity was known to half the street...
"
His second brother did not hide the disgust in his tone:
"The dignity of the royal family, the loyalty of the nobles, the stability of rule... Do you know how much effort your father has to put in to clean up your mess? Just because you can't control your lower body?"
Kai raised his eyebrows, disapproving in his heart.
Well, I probably know that the scars from being whipped in Fuxing Palace are still fresh in my mind.
There are also a lot of favor warrants and royal gifts to appease the vassals, especially the husband who was known to the whole king as a cuckold, but Kai is sure that the coward who likes to listen to his wife's screams got a promotion through this.
I can't tell you how happy I am.
Isn't this enough?
"Every time we thought you would keep quiet and change your ways, you would eagerly jump out and tell everyone: You are still the most disgusting clown."
Kai found himself shaking slightly.
"Our enemies should really thank you: you single-handedly made our name and family the biggest laughing stock in this country." Horace's eyes were like a military judge in the military camp.
See, that's all they care about.
Surname.
family.
That's really corny, is there anything else?
Kai sneered in his heart and made up his mind: I will confront him.
This arrogant bastard.
And he knew how to annoy Horace.
Kai looked careless and indifferent, snorting and saying: "The butt of the joke?"
"I don't know. Anyway, Madame Elysée smiled quite happily that night. I mean, who doesn't like to discuss poetry?"
Kai saw with satisfaction that Horace's face became darker and darker.
That's right, the angrier he is, the happier he is.
If this damn muscle man really thinks he can...
Kai spread his hands and smiled provocatively:
"Of course, you may not understand. You may prefer to be in the military camp, rubbing shoulders and sweating with tens of thousands of rough men every night..."
The next second, Horace in black suddenly shook his right arm and grabbed it with his five fingers like eagle claws!
Snapped!
He grabbed Kai's shoulder joint tightly.
Kai shuddered, gasping and hissing at the sudden pain.
He subconsciously raised his hands and hurriedly resisted Horace's locked fingers.
But his brother didn't know what technique he used. With a flash of his left hand, Kai's right wrist felt numb for a while, and then it dropped weakly.
"Is this what you are capable of?"
Horace approached him with dagger-like eyes, and the strength of his hand slowly increased. The pain made Kai sweat all over: "You can't even break an egg... How on earth do you fall in love with women? Let them fuck you?"
Damn, damn, damn!
Kai's face twitched, his shoulders trembled, and he turned sideways, trying his best to resist the rough hand like an iron hook, trying to break free from the restraint.
Damn it, damn it, how did this damn muscular man get such strength...
"Cry and shout, just like before. It's a pity that mother can't come to save you again..."
Horace's eyes seemed to be filled with storm:
"Or just like three years ago, continue to run away from home like a coward? Oh, I forgot, you, a tender-skinned young man, couldn't even reach the Cold Castle, so you just died on the roadside penniless or did you?
My troops brought you back?"
Kai tried to kick out his right leg, but the unpredictable Horace kicked his ankle away in advance, and failed.
Behind Horace, two prince attendants, Pork and Sachi, who were equally vicious and looked like they were not kind-hearted people at first glance, seemed to be used to their master's training. They just looked at each other and silently stepped back a few steps.
, looked away, leaving space for their prince.
"tell me."
"How many years have it been?" Horace's voice was terrifying, his hands became harder and harder, and Kai was forced to slowly bend his knees: "When will you learn not to be a waste, not to be a shame to the family, not to drag us down?"
's hind legs?"
Waves of severe pain came from the shoulder joint and the collarbone, and Kai almost fainted from the pain.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
"When will you stop being an eyesore to us like the rat droppings in the pot?"
Kai suppressed his face and glared back at his brother pretending to be tough.
He did not beg for mercy, nor scream, nor bow his head to admit his mistake.
He cannot admit defeat.
Don't show weakness.
Especially in front of this madman.
Just like before.
cannot!
"when?"
Kai twisted his face, with blurred eyes, and forced a painful smile:
"Maybe, never?"
Apparently, Horace was not satisfied with his answer.
The second prince's arm muscles, which he had trained over many years of military service, trembled slightly.
The next second, Kai felt the big hand on his shoulder change its position, followed by a heart-pounding pain!
Kai's face turned pale with pain, and he involuntarily tightened his body, hoping to relieve the pain.
He had to get out of here. Every part of Kai's body was unnaturally reminding his master of the fact. Get away from this damn muscular man in front of him.
Val was probably still quarreling with his brother at the door and letting loose. Cana was ordered to go home and reflect. Kai's attendants can't be counted on...
Below them, the royal guards must have seen it, but they stood on guard dutifully and turned a blind eye.
Kai had to regret his previous bad attitude towards them.
At this time.
"I didn't mean to interrupt you, Horace."
A sharp, powerful, yet fresh and melodious male voice sounded from the steps in front, with a hint of joking:
"But you seem to be... blocking the stairs?"
Horace snorted rudely, and his hands relaxed slightly at the shout.
Kai, who was not in so much pain at least, breathed a sigh of relief.
But Horace would not look at him.
The second prince's attendants, Pork and Sachi, stepped aside and bowed slightly to the new man.
This man is tall and slender, but not skinny, and his complexion is fair, but not weak. When he steps down the steps and looks up, he gives people a bright and fresh feeling.
Although he had seen it countless times, Kai had to admit that both he and Horace were attracted by his face again the moment they looked at that man, and even forgot the pain for a moment.
Without him, because this man is really...
So handsome.
The edges and corners of his face seemed to have been chiselled by a master himself, and every bit and every bit was just right, neither sharp or abrupt nor mediocre.
His whole body has a natural and elegant temperament, and is also high-spirited and valiant. When he is not smiling, he is like a still painting, and everything is carefully crafted. When he smiles, it blooms like a ray of light, making people forget it at first sight.
And his eyes are one of the most miraculous things. When they are bright, they are like whirlpools, captivating, and when they are dim, they exude melancholy and make people feel distressed. When he looks directly, he is sincere, and when he looks at him, he is majestic.
"Look at his ruffian look."
Horace's palm still clasped the pale-faced Kai without looking back:
"I just don't understand why he and I are brothers and share the same last name?"
The shockingly handsome man glanced at Kai, curled up his lips, and revealed a smile, which was like a flower blooming, dazzling Kai's eyes:
"yes."
"Sometimes I wonder about this."
The handsome new man shrugged.
Kai began to tremble slightly.
brother.
This is his brother.
his family.
And his damn... bloodline.
Something he would rather not have.
Thinking of this, Kai gritted his teeth, raised his head again, and said loudly: "Yes, why?"
"Ask our mothers."
Horace's face turned cold and he exerted force on his fingers.
Kai felt his shoulder begin to hurt again.
But at this moment, the handsome man beside him coughed slightly.
"Forget it, Horace."
"Your time is much more valuable than this guy's, and it's not worth wasting."
The handsome man pointed to the top of his head, with a male-female smile:
"Besides, this is his hall."
"His territory."
"Inappropriate."
The words had an effect, and at least Horace was silent for a while.
Kay still tried his best to fight against "brother's love", but his efforts were useless, just like tickling Horace.
After a few seconds, the second prince seemed to have figured something out and finally let go.
Freed from the restraint, Kai leaned back against the wall in frustration, breathing heavily and rubbing his shoulders.
He looked at the beautiful new man, rolled his eyes, and weakly called out the newcomer's name:
"Hyman."
If someone asked Kay what could be worse than meeting a jerk brother in the morning, the answer would be:
Met two asshole brothers.
That's right, Hyman Shining Star.
His youngest brother.
Kai stared at Heyman angrily, sensitively noticing that the other man's eyes were as arrogant as ever, full of disgust and contempt.
the most important is……
Damn, why is he so handsome!
I have to admit that among the brothers, Kai and Heyman both look like their mother, but when it comes to it, Heyman is the one who truly inherited and even developed his mother's beauty.
Well, using beauty to describe it may be a bit inaccurate, but in fact, using masculine adjectives to describe Hyman would seem too rude and straight, while using feminine compliments would be too feminine and insufficient in strength.
So Kai found him a nickname that was neither too rude nor too masculine nor could he be mistaken for a woman:
Sissy.
Although Kay is sure that everyone who has seen Heiman with their own eyes will not agree with the use of this word.
But what can Kai do? There are only so many words in the world, right? You have to choose one?
It's definitely not because he's jealous of Heyman's looks, well, maybe a little, but definitely not much.
Although Kai will never forget that at any dance, Hyman Brightstar is the most eye-catching man.
For many years, this sissy has always been the first place where the eyes of the ladies in the royal capital (and maybe some of the men too, Kai thought viciously) were at the ball, and the first place on the list of "people they most want to have sex with".
Hold on tightly and never waver.
However, this sissy is also well versed in the profound principles of playing hard to get and giving if you want. She pretends to be noble and has never been hypocritical about hospitality and hints, which makes the ladies even more crazy about her.
This extremely hypocritical and well-hidden hypocrite makes Kai, who also has royal blood, look like a vulgar street prostitute who takes advantage of any holes he has.
And every time, Heyman stared at him with that disdainful look...
A mechanical and boring voice joined the conversation:
"Your Highnesses, do you have any questions?"
As footsteps approached, a long-faced man in guard uniform appeared on the stairs above, looking down at the three princes.
Seeing this man, Horace narrowed his eyes and Kai subconsciously shrank back.
The fourth prince Heyman shrugged his shoulders and nodded gracefully in response, with a pleasant voice and a bright smile:
"No, Lord Sackel, it's just a reminiscence between brothers who haven't seen each other for a long time."
The Lord nodded, but made no move. He just stared at the three of them with burning eyes.
Seems to be waiting for something.
Horace understood, he grinned lightly, no longer looked at Kai who was leaning against the wall panting, took his attendants, walked down the stairs, and walked away.
Sak'el watched his back walk away.
Kai then exhaled a breath as if the catastrophe was over.
Heyman chuckled and turned to Sak'el above his head.
"You know, my lord, my brother has always admired you. He feels that you should serve the country in his barracks, not in the royal guard."
The man with the long face is expressionless:
"I know."
Heyman raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a long time without waiting for anything more to say.
"All right."
The fourth prince sighed and then nodded:
"That's probably what he likes about you."
Sak'el said nothing.
Heyman turned around and reached out to help Kessel, who was leaning against the wall, but was thrown away by the ungrateful Kai.
"So you're hanging out with him now?"
Kai looked at him coldly: "Being able to play both sides of the aisle between brothers makes you feel good?"
The beautiful prince frowned:
"My feelings are not important. What is important is that without me, you and Horace..."
Kai looked back at him proudly: "Come on, sissy, we all know what you are."
"Stop pretending."
Heiman burst into laughter.
He hummed and shook his head. The heroic and sharp facial features like a picture scroll shone slightly in the sun, making people pay attention to them:
"Do me a favor, Kessel."
Heyman started calling him by his full name again.
God knows how much he hates this name.
Kai turned his head disdainfully.
Heyman just laughed and said:
"Next time you have someone to discuss poetry with, buy a hat to block it."
When he heard "discussing poetry", Kai already felt bad.
But he was still stunned for a second.
hat?
"What do you want to cover if you buy a hat?" he asked stupidly.
Like a loving brother, Heyman touched his brother's forehead lovingly before Kai could react, and smiled brightly:
"Don't you understand this, little fool?"
"Cover the hole in your forehead."
ah?
Why do you need to cover your forehead...
Kai touched his forehead and suddenly came to his senses.
Stop your dad!
But Heyman had already left with his handsome face that attracted all sentient beings, and with elegant yet chic steps, following Horace, who was cold and sharp and devoured people.
Only Kai was left behind, jumping up and down in anger.
"Hyman Brightstar, you have a fucking hole in your head!"
"Your whole family has brains..." Ahem, cough, there seems to be something wrong...
In short, is it important to be handsome?
Can you do whatever you want if you are handsome?
Kai cursed and turned around, straightening the folds of his clothes and cursing the bad morning.
But his scalp felt cold and he slowly raised his eyes.
I saw the chief punishment officer of the royal guard, Sak'el, still standing at the corner of the steps above, staring at him indifferently, motionless.
Quite scary.
As if to remind him of something.
Kai shuddered and understood what the other party meant.
yes.
Kai glanced at Sak'el and thought gloomily.
How could he forget?
When the whip marks on his back were still aching, how could he forget the man who was executed with a whip on the order of the king?
Kai cast an evasive glance at the Chief Punishment Officer above his head and waved his hand:
"I know, I know I'm grounded, but I'm just here today..."
But the long-faced guard punishment officer turned around indifferently and disappeared from sight before he could finish speaking.
Kai's expression was halfway through, and he had no choice but to turn around in frustration, and his hands, which had nowhere to put them, could only insert themselves helplessly into his waist.
very nice.
At least he didn't ask anything about naked women.
Kai gave the "Wife King" with a scary expression on the wall a bully look of "What are you looking at?" and continued walking up to the second floor, where he was stunned.
The floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor are open, and there are two large painting boards and countless paints in front of the windows.
Sitting among the drawing boards was a bloated man in fine clothes, with his back to Kay and a few paintbrushes between his hands, concentrating on capturing the Mindis Hall courtyard in the morning light on the canvas.
But Kai spoke subconsciously:
"Chubby!"
The back of the fat man who was drawing froze slightly.
Kai looked at the drawing board in horror and measured the distance from it to the steps: "You, have you been here all this time?"
"You...you heard everything?"
The bloated man turned his buttocks on the chair, revealing an ordinary face. His small eyes were squeezed on his fleshy cheeks, blinking impatiently.
"No, I didn't hear everything."
The fat man's drawl was very heavy, like a philistine businessman: "I only know if you read poetry with three or thirteen old women naked?"
Kai swayed and wailed silently.
No.
Didn't you hear the whole thing?
"Don't worry," the man he called Fatty seemed to understand Kai's despair. He shook his head, rather gloating:
"I'm not interested in you being paraded around with your butt naked."
Why the hell do you say it again, you didn't hear everything?
Kai was going crazy. He looked at the other person holding back his laughter and felt ashamed and angry.
"I don't have a bare butt... Oh, never mind, I mean, you heard that, but you just keep sitting here and don't care about anything?"
Pangpang waved a paintbrush: "Uh-huh."
Kai's eyes widened.
"Did you see that murderous muscular man? Did you just watch him get angry at me?"
"uh-huh."
"Have you seen your twin brother? Did you see him trying to please Horace and helping him step on me?"
"uh-huh."
The fat man shook his head indifferently, his expression still relaxed, and he looked quite contented and unapologetic.
Kai made an extremely rude mouth gesture, but did not curse out loud. He knew that Sak'el was nearby.
He threw up his hands as if he was giving up on himself and let out a breath.
"You're really good, you damn fat man."
"That's your mess, why should I get involved?"
The fat man shrugged.
Kai raised his finger and looked at the other party coldly, as if "I really have you".
"You know, Bank, sometimes I also doubt, are you really my brother?"
"Did we really crawl out of the same mother's belly? Or did she sneeze when she gave birth to you?"
The expression of the man he called "Fat Fat" turned cold.
Yes, this is Bancroft.
His third brother.
It is said that he and Heyman are twins.
Kai looked at the fat features on the other person's face and frowned subconsciously.
Genetically speaking, Horace follows his father, Kay and Hyman follow their mother, and as for Bancroft...
Well, it was probably a potato that his mother had eaten during her pregnancy.
After Bank started getting out of shape at the age of six, he became more and more convinced of this.
Bank is the least troublesome being in the entire Fuxing Palace. Apart from his tendency to paint soul paintings that make people unrecognizable, he basically has no major flaws. What Kai means is, look at his second brother and fourth brother.
One is headstrong and the other is flamboyant.
But this won't make Kai like him much. On the contrary, Bank's ignorant and innocent attitude of "it's not my business when brothers fight" makes Kai extremely disgusted.
What's worse than opposition is neglect.
So this damn fat guy always makes Kai want to punch him, even though Kai knows that his fist will only bounce off Bank's bottomless flesh. Speaking of which, how is Bank going to... do that? When he gets up,
Can it be exposed? Will it not sink into the flesh?
Bank took a deep breath, glanced at Kai like he was looking at a trash can, and then let out a long sigh:
"You just don't understand, do you?"
Kai frowned:
"Know what?"
Bank looked at Kai deeply.
The fat man then shook his head and waved his arms towards the columns and garden in the distance outside the window:
"With hundreds of years of history, the design and layout of Mindis Hall have been classics in the art world, and the gardens are unique and handed down from generation to generation. Every angle looks like a landscape painting. Many artists and architects want to see it.
But not."
The tone was full of admiration.
Kai raised his eyebrows and pointed along Bank's arm, only to see a dark gray stone pillar and a bunch of red and green flowers and plants.
He turned back rather stupidly:
"Landscape...so?"
After Bank finished admiring the scenery, he immediately grimaced.
"But as you stand here, little Kessel..."
Bank grabbed the brush, touched up the color on the canvas, and said with a look of disgust:
"It's like there's an extra stain on the canvas."
"This is why you are ostracized everywhere and everyone hates you."
"Now, you'd better get out of here."
Bank said, pulling the drawing board away, twisting the seat, and turning it in the other direction.
Kai was left with a fat and bulging butt that squeezed his pants tight.
Kai's smile faltered.
He subconsciously wanted to kick Bank's painting.
"Don't touch my things," Bank said without looking back.
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that when I tour the South next quarter, the beautiful ladies and ladies in the Blade Collar will know about your 'Bare Butt Poetry Reading Club'."
Kai's kicked foot stopped abruptly in mid-air.
He moved his lips, but in the end he could only turn around mechanically.
"very good."
Kai said angrily: "You can live your whole life holding on to the paintings you can't sell and the little people on your pieces of paper!"
"The dead fat guy has no sex life!"
Single for life!
The fat man didn't even look back, he just moved his right hand and stuck out a fleshy middle finger between the four brushes.
He walked up the steps to the third floor with great enthusiasm.
But he kept thinking about that sentence.
That's why everyone hates you.
Everyone hates you.
Kai clenched his fists.
He was wrong.
Kai said to himself gloomily.
Bank is wrong.
Not everyone.
Once upon a time, his mother liked him.
She would laugh heartily at his pranks and praise him when he was angry, regardless of whether they were appropriate or not, regardless of their consequences.
Until she...
Not everyone.
Kai stopped, raised his head, and looked at the room in front: the most important main room in Mindis Hall.
He swallowed, cleared his throat, and arranged his clothes.
But before Kai could knock on the door, the door opened.
A prince's attendant, who was from a low-level noble family, bowed, smiled at him, and indicated that he could enter.
"Your Highness is waiting for you."
Kai felt warm in his heart.
Not everyone.
He said to himself slowly.
no.
He responded to the friendly attendant politely and decently with a courtesy that was probably rare in Prince Kessel's life. He even remembered that the other person's name seemed to be Kessel.
Kai took a deep breath, walked into the room with the briskest and most relaxed steps, in the happiest mood.
He knew that the owner of the room did not like noise.
But the other party has never been angry at his outrageous behavior.