The strongest belongs to me, Diablo!

In the baths of the palace.

"How long has it been since we rested like this."

Risut stretched and lay comfortably in the pool.

On the side, Bugarati was wrapped in a bathrobe and wanted to go into the water.

"Puff-"

Bugarati submerged his entire body into the water, and then stood up again.

The muscular muscles can be seen at a glance, and at the same time, the water drops on the face are wiped.

"It's been about two years."

Bugarati replied, and at the same time took a drink from the waiter and took a sip.

There was a happy expression on his face.

"You are really relaxed."

Risut glanced in his direction, "Give me a drink too."

"Well—"

Bugarati took the red wine from the waiter, filled the floating metal wine glass, and then pushed towards Risut.

The wine glass filled with dark brown liquid was about to sink into the pool the moment it was released from his hand.

But when the mouth of the cup was still a finger away from the pool, it stopped strangely.

Then it floated in the direction of Risut.

Reaching out to take the wine glass, Risut frowned as he looked at the heat that was emitting from the mouth of the glass.

"Why is black tea in a wine bottle?"

He complained a bit, but still took a sip from his teacup.

After immersing for a while, he controlled the wine glass to float in the air, then stood up and said:
"Speaking of which, do you know why the boss is looking for us?"

Risut said, sitting on the chair used to rest.

"Who can understand what the boss is thinking?"

Bugarati shook his head and continued to drink the black tea in his hand.

The two of them received a message from the boss half an hour ago, asking them to wait for him in the royal bath.

"However, judging by the habits of the boss, it must be the phone bug that was used for the call this time."

As he said that, Bugarati raised his head, looked at the surrounding water vapor, and couldn't help but wonder:
"Wouldn't such an environment really affect the phone bug's signal?"

"Don't look for it anymore."

Risut closed his eyes and said, "I have disturbed the magnetic field of this house long ago, so no phone bugs will come in."

"Is this what the boss means?"

Bugarati's eyes lit up.

Nothing motivates employees more than seeing their boss in person.

Even though he was a cadre, he had never seen Diablo's true face.

"It's always been Tobio or Bellickelo who delivered the news. Can we finally see the true face of the boss this time?"

"Who knows."

Risut looked calm.

Unlike Bugarati, a newcomer who has only joined the organization for more than ten years, he has been enthusiastic about it for nearly 40 years. Although he has never seen the true face of the boss, he is no longer as excited as Bugarati.

Then he looked at a ring on his right hand.

The ring was unremarkable, just a string of letters, but in the very center of the ring, a golden light loomed.

"However, with the help of this thing, it shouldn't look too old."

This ring is an item exchanged for merit after joining the organization.

The specific function is to freeze the holder's time, even after decades, it is still a magical item that can keep the holder forever young.

While thinking, the bathroom door was opened.

A man wearing a bath towel walked in and walked straight to the center of the pool.

Under the surprised eyes of Risut and Bugarati, he lay down.

"It's a surprise to see me? Or do you think Boss is a person who doesn't know how to enjoy himself?"

"No, it's not..."

When Diablo's voice came, Bucgarati became nervous in an instant.

As if sensing Bucgarati's emotional changes, Diablo said again, "What's the matter, I'm very satisfied with your work this time, take it easy, you are all cadres."

"Yes."

Bugarati nodded, and then also lay down.

Just like that, 5 minutes passed.

Until Diablo spoke again, there was only the sound of the waiters moving in the room.

"So, even if I stand in front of you, it will only achieve the opposite result."

Saying that, Diablo stood up from the water, took the dry towel handed by the waiter, and wiped his hair.

Then walked towards the door.

"Risut, the next task of the assassination team has been sent to Proxiet by Bellickro via fax and phone bug, and then you can follow the instructions above.

As for you, Bucciarati, I am very satisfied with your work this time, and your ability has also met my standards. My daughter will entrust you and your team to protect her and satisfy her needs as much as possible. All needs, do you understand? "

"understand!"

Bugarati stood up with a serious expression.

"Okay, that's it."

Saying that, Diablo handed the wet towel to the waiter at the side, and then walked out.

"boom--"

As the bathroom door was closed, Bugarati's heart sank.

A few minutes later, the voices outside the bathroom also became chaotic.

……

After half an hour.

The banquet is still going on.

In the corner of the banquet, the Bugarati team sat around a table, looking out of place with other people attending the banquet.

Fugo was explaining a basic math problem to Naranja.

On the other side, Mista looked at the strawberry cake on the table, slapped the table and stood up, shouting:
"what happened!"

The huge sound instantly attracted Fugo who was on the side.

Glancing at the strawberry cake on the table, Fugo said in doubt:
"It's just strawberry cake."

"You can tell it's a strawberry cake just by looking at it, because it's neither a chocolate cake nor a cheesecake. The point is not here. The important thing is that it is divided into four pieces! Four neat pieces!"

At this time, the others also noticed the direction of his fingers.

On the bright plate, the strawberry cake was neatly divided into four pieces.

"Isn't it clear that I want to die?!"

Mista pointed to her chest with her thumb.

"Here we go again, Mi'4'da!"

Fuge held his forehead helplessly.

"Idiot, it is very unlucky to take one out of four! When I was young, an orange cat in my neighbor's house gave birth to four kittens, and a guy took one away. Later, he was caught by this The cat scratched and blinded one eye, and of course he shot the cat to death with a gun..."

"But that's not important. What's important is that the number 4 will really bring people misfortune! Whether it's one out of five or one out of three, but one out of four will definitely be unlucky!"

Fugo never believed in these superstitions of Mista.

"I told you a long time ago that what you said is all superstition. If you think about it carefully, the cake will decrease piece by piece. There must be one of us who wants to take one piece out of the four pieces!"

Just as he was speaking, Apache, who was sitting quietly beside him, stood up, then walked around Mista, and took a piece of strawberry cake from the plate.

"So, the service here is really bad, so the cake should be cut into three pieces and served." Mista continued.

"Then why don't you eat it?"

Fugo suddenly reacted.

Since I hate the number four, I can avoid drawing one out of four if I don’t eat it.

"But……"

Mista clenched his fists with a tangled expression, and then shouted loudly:
"I just want to eat strawberry cake!"