Traveling through the heavens and worlds from Marvel

The name of the room is just "Leisure".

The relaxed Princess was enjoying the service of the maids, massaging her feet, and eating the peeled grapes that were brought to her mouth, feeling very uncomfortable.

On both sides of the door, there were several maids standing ready.

Next to the window, there was an accomplished maid playing an unknown strange instrument.

The melodious sound cleanses the soul!

Is this the corrupt life of a princess?

I love it~ I love it~

But in front of Mark, these are just child's play.

He has also seen a more luxurious life, among the wealthy dogs in the Middle East.

All I can say is that it is a picture that words cannot describe.

"What do you want from me? Dega, princess."

Even though the maid was present, Mark still added the word "princess" after Degas.

But Mark still casually sat on the chair next to him, even snatched the fruit plate from the hand of the maid who was feeding, and started eating by himself.

Several maids serving around him were quite surprised. This guard was a bit bold and was so rude to the princess, but why didn't the princess blame him?

As a result, all the maids lowered their heads, but raised their ears. They were not going to let go of any of the next words.

There are many opportunities to hear gossip up close, and they are very interested.

Degas opened her mouth for a long time and found that no one was continuing to feed her. She turned around and saw Mark holding her fruit plate and eating happily.

He glanced at Mark angrily and said nothing more.

This bitch can't see her enjoying herself, can she?

She had been eating sand in the desert for so long, so of course she had to lie down when she finally came back.

"Mark, I plan to seriously study the ninth ray next. I will ask my father to fully support me, but I also need your help."

Degas was lying there, and the little hands of the maid next to her were massaging her. Mark didn't know for a moment whether he should envy Degas who was being massaged, or the maid who was massaging.

After hearing what Degas said to him, Mark was stunned. How could he help?He is not familiar with the ninth ray, and it can even be said that he does not understand it at all.

Could it be that Degas was eyeing the energy in his body and wanted Mark to be a guinea pig?

No, absolutely not!

"Forget it, I don't know what the ninth ray is, so I can't help you much."

Refuse, must refuse.Even though she was good-looking, she still refused without negotiation.

Although she didn't focus on Mark's wallet, she focused on Mark's body. Mark wouldn't do such a thing.

Uh, no.

Mark then thought about it, didn't he just want knowledge about the ninth ray?

I should have agreed to this honest learning opportunity and the guidance of a famous teacher, so why did I give up?

Mark regretted it a little.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Seeing Degas, who was silent and still enjoying the facial massage from the maid, Mark became increasingly unbalanced.

Damn it, why did Degas have a maid to serve him but he didn't? Why were the maids next to him standing still?

This isn't fair~

So it was Degas' fault that he didn't agree just now. When she invites her again, Mark will forgive her generously.

hey~

You are such a good agent, why did you become like this?

The world is so strange!

kindness?

There is also an agent named Dou Dou. He looks quite naive, and his actions are so funny that everyone who sees him laughs to the point of peeing?

And this kind of thing?

Mark ate the fruit angrily again, but his eyes were unusually calm, without any emotion.

Soon, the fruit plate was empty.

Mark casually handed the empty plate to a maid next to him and asked her to get new things and get more.

Degas also spoke at this time and gave instructions to the maids standing at the door.

"You go and get more food, fruits, snacks, and various kinds of meat. There are more varieties. By the way, we also need some wine, and we also need some more. I'm really hungry during this period."

"Your Highness, please get some. There is a banquet tonight. How will you eat later if you eat too much now?"

The leading middle-aged maid made a small suggestion.

"There is no place to eat at the party, it is all about drinking and singing praises."

Degas didn't even raise his eyes and said something to the maid.

"It's precisely because of the party that I have to eat more now. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing to eat and drink in front of so many people?"

"Okay, let's go."

But the leading maid still didn't go out, but spoke again,

"Princess, why don't you get some less wine? It won't be good to get drunk by then."

Mark also had some afterthoughts at this time. I'm afraid this maid didn't take Degas seriously.

He lowered his head and couldn't see her face, but what she said didn't sound like something a maid could say.

How bold.

"So I asked you to get a few more kinds and a smaller amount of each, so I can taste them and enjoy them."

Degas was also a little angry. He opened his eyes and stared at the face of the middle-aged maid, and said with anger,

"What, can't I give you orders?"

"I don't dare. I'll go get it now, slave."

The middle-aged maid gave in first. After all, her identity was there. As soon as Degas became tough, she had no choice but to give in. Her master Tados was not here.

The leading maid waved and led all the maids at the door out, following the princess's instructions to get their things.

Oh, one more thing, go report to the king.

"Princess, they have gone far."

The maid Xiao Manan went out and watched the maids go away, then came back to report to Degas.

Degas waved his hand, and all the other maids in the room retreated.

Suddenly there were only Degas, Mark and the maid Xiaoman in the room.

Mark was filled with doubts in his head again.

Has the rift between their father and daughter worsened to this?The father sent someone to blatantly monitor his daughter, and the daughter began to do everything possible to guard against her father?

So, Mark was being used?

This tool is a human being and has no feeling at all.

However, as long as he has something to eat, if he can do this job, give him another dozen.

"Mark, I need your strength."

There are no outsiders here, and the only maid, Xiaoman, is also someone Degas trusts.

Degas also made it clear to Mark.

"You got all the remaining power of Issus in the temple. I got all the inheritance of her knowledge."

"The temple is now Barsoom's life support. It can use the ninth ray to create the atmosphere we need to survive. But after we received the inheritance, its energy ran out and it disappeared."

"Currently, Barsoom's atmosphere is slowly thinning, only decreasing but not increasing. If this continues, we will all eventually die."

"So I need you to help me, use your power and my wisdom to create a new atmosphere generation device to protect the creatures above Barsoom and save ourselves."

Degas said many things in one breath that Mark didn't know before.

He finally confirmed his suspicion that Degas had indeed received the knowledge inheritance from Issus.

Then she must know how to use the ninth ray.

As for why Degas avoided her father's eyes and said these things, Mark didn't know.

It seems that the day when the Queen ascends the throne is not far away.

"Okay, I promise you."

Mark agreed to Degas' request for cooperation very righteously.

She said this was a matter of life and death for a planet, how could Mark just sit back and watch.

Such a big thing must be hard work and consume a lot of internal energy. Is it not too much for him to charge a fee and learn some knowledge?