The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

There are a lot of interesting things recorded in the newspaper, the key is that these interesting things are mixed with somewhat boring policies and propaganda, and Layton thinks that no one will not be able to read it.

There were quite a few people on the street flipping through newspapers, and he had seen the newspaper reading room that the brat mentioned. It was overcrowded and as popular as a succubus cafe.

Apparently newspapers have become a fashion in Winter City, and are closely connected with the lives of people around them.

Layton wondered if it would be possible to distribute newspapers in the empire of Santa Lotia?

In the end he overturned this idea.

Although the newspapers are great, and the production level of the Magic Holy Land can fully keep up, they can even animate the images on the newspapers, but the proud mages don't need the common people to understand everything around them, they only need to be the most humble and mediocre Just work, magic and vindictiveness, they'd better never touch it.

Thinking about it this way, Layton is a little envious of the simplicity of the folk customs of the Winter Empire.

Finally he stopped in front of a posh tavern in the inner city.

The familiar magic power fluctuations told him that the chief mage of the Violet family and the outstanding graduate of the Orta School of Magic is in this tavern!

Pushing open the door of the tavern, the sound of music and the noise of tourists chatting spread over the face, the smell of beer and wheat filled Layton's nose, the heat and warm light wrapped him like two gentle big hands dragging him into the tavern , and the enchanting girl with big waves is the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Who would refuse to enter this warm and humid tavern?Even the air was filled with joy.

Layton's eyes instantly locked on the target he was looking for.

A young mage with a succubus in his arms, a pale face with severe dark circles, an unshaven beard, and an unkempt appearance.

Is that Orobach?

Layton's hands trembled a little, and he couldn't believe it.

He had seen Olobak before, he was a handsome young man with an elegant demeanor, his moon-white robes were always meticulous, almost no stains or wrinkles could be seen, he never spoke loudly to his friends, it was simply synonymous with politeness, Even in the face of the enemy, it is just a cold and calm construction of the spell model.

He should be an elegant standard template for a mage in the Southern Continent, the imaginary object of many girls in Orta Academy who have been sleepless for countless nights, a genius mage who is envied by mage students and placed high hopes on by mentors!

But now...

He's betting money with a scruffy, ragged mercenary! ?

"Fuck! You actually drew this damn weather card, Werner's severe winter, even more damn it! You're still hiding it?! I'm going to kick your ass hard, you old bastard!"

The mix of Olobak's swearing and the commotion in the tavern didn't seem so abrupt, because the same was basically true of the nearby tables.

Everyone here has a deck of Gwent cards, and they can play for a whole day anywhere.

The warm tavern is the best choice for a cold winter night.

Order a glass of ale and a plate of peanuts, and ordinary people can listen to stories all night here.

And Olobak, the young mage with the succubus in his arms, playing the Gwent card, has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of his life!

"Hey, this gentleman, I would like to admit defeat~"

The mercenary bared his big yellow teeth, cheerfully put the ten gold coins on the table into his arms, and carefully glanced at the succubus with greedy eyes.

It's a pity that this mage is not only powerful, but also a master player of cards. It's a blessing to win some gold coins. If he wants the other party to take out the succubus as a bet, it will probably rise to a deathmatch. If he loses, his life will be gone.

Mercenaries take no chances.

When he was young, he made too many mistakes for lust, but now that he is old, he has become much calmer.

"Your technique is very good, at least tonight brought me a lot of pleasure! Do you want another round?" Orobaka grabbed the succubus's big white rabbit, which attracted the succubus in his arms. , but his eyes were fixed on the mercenary's face.

He has no shortage of gold coins!

The main reason is to get back the dignity of the king of cards!

"No sir, there is still a task tonight. I am going to kill a group of wind wolves in the wilderness outside the city of Winter. If I go late, I will be scolded by the team leader."

The mercenary didn't want to continue to gamble, so he accepted it as soon as it was good, and planned to leave after finding any reason.

"Okay, then I wish you sleep in the wolf's den tonight~"

Orobach smiled "hehe" and made a nasty joke.

"Thank you for your blessing!"

The mercenary put on his fur cap and pushed open the door of the tavern, and disappeared into the dusky twilight in a flash.

"Oh, it's going to be boring again."

The departure of the mercenaries made Orobach feel regretful. This afternoon's fight finally met a match.

As a result, the other party had to go on a mission at night.

He really wanted to say that he would help kill the wolf, as long as the other party played cards with him.

"Why don't I play with you?"

A slightly cold voice sounded in front of Olobak.

Orobak raised his eyebrows, wanting to see who was so arrogant in front of his Winter Inner City Card King, but he was stunned when he looked up.

"Damn it... Layton!? No... no, Your Royal Highness, your mother... Bah, why are you here? I'm not dreaming!"

"Obviously you are not dreaming. According to Article 38 of the Royal Family Law of the Saint Rhodea Empire, insulting members of the royal family will be punished by death. Unfortunately, this is the Winter Empire. Otherwise, I will treat you to a six-ring dragon flame attack!"

Layton sat opposite Orobach with a cold expression.

Before sitting down, he used the magic whirlwind to blow the chair. The mercenary had just sat here, and he was afraid that there would be some strange smell on his body.

"Ahem, I'm sorry Your Highness, I just made a slip of the tongue..." Orobak laughed, his eyes dodging.

He is in a panic now.

This feeling is like going whoring in a brothel, but suddenly met the tutor directly under the academy, and also fell in love with the same girl as that tutor.

In short, it was very embarrassing, and I couldn't get a Pyroblast fireball into my mouth.

"Look at your current appearance! Do you still have the dignity and pride of being a mage? Your beard, your scruffy, colorful clothes, and... What's more, you have a succubus! Damn it, are all the soldiers in Cold Winter City blind?!"

The more Layton spoke, the angrier he became, the surrounding thunder elements also became more active, and the hair of the guests at the nearby tables fluttered strangely.

"Your Highness, Naina and I really love each other, and she is different from other succubi. She has signed a contract with King Winter, vowing that she will never murder my life, and she will be loyal to me in this life! "

When it comes to succubus, Oroback is very supportive. He will never allow anyone to dictate to his beloved succubus, and neither can Layton! !