Demon King's Mentor

Estero raised his collar and hurried down the stairs. At the corner, Earl Bonarin and his sister were standing in the corner. After seeing Estero, they saluted at the same time. Estero glanced at them just left.

Count Karima Bonarin followed behind him: "Your Highness, you agreed to dance with my sister, don't you want to go back on your word?"

Estero was not in the mood to talk to him about it at all, but Kalima followed him until Estero turned around and glared at him: "The dance is over, please go back, I owe your sister I will pay back the dance."

Kalima smiled and pointed to her neck: "Your Highness, it's exposed. Your Royal Highness is really rough!"

Eastero tugged on his collar, looked at the young earl, and narrowed his eyes: "Forget what you saw, earl, don't tell anyone anything."

"How could I tell?" Kalima smiled meaningfully, "You don't really think that we came from afar just to dance with you?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, and looked at him: "Don't talk around in circles, I might get the wrong meaning."

Kalima nodded and looked around again: "Isn't it convenient here?"

Eastero asked him, "What time is it?"

"What?" Kalima took out a pocket watch from his pocket after confirming that he heard correctly, "It's just after 12 o'clock."

Eastero reached out, grabbed the count's arm, and whispered a spell.By the time the count recovered from his trance, they were already in Eastero's room.

Count Kalima looked at the young prince in amazement: "Your Highness's spells are more advanced than I imagined."

Estero turned around and sat down on the sofa: "I will decide based on what you said next whether to erase your memory and throw you into the wild to feed the wolves."

Kalima looked into his blue eyes and smiled: "Your Highness brought me to his room and said such horrible things, it's too uninteresting/interesting, anyway, I'm pretty good-looking."

Estero uttered an attack spell, and Kalima raised his hand in embarrassment and cast the spell to block.Estero stood up to make the attack stronger, and the earl used all his strength on defense, but he kept backing away.

"Your Highness..." Kalima's back touched the wall, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "I'm not talking nonsense..."

The attacking spell came to an abrupt end, and Kalima supported the wall behind her, looking at the blond prince panting, "I'm here to ask if you intend to confront Lorian."

Eastero looked at him, as if considering his purpose for saying this.Kalima didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and quickly said: "If so, Earl Bonnarin is willing to help you."

The prince was stunned for a moment, looked at the slender young man, and asked, "Why? This is not good for any nobleman, right?"

Kalima smiled and straightened up: "Your Highness, can we maintain a little mystery between us? After all, we have only known each other for less than a day."

"Your name smells like an Eastern country," Estero looked at him carefully, "Is the blond hair dyed?"

Kalima sighed: "Of course it can't compare to your natural blond hair." He raised his head to look into Eastero's eyes, "I was born in Berik Village on the border, and my sister Ai Miwei's half-brother , is an illegitimate child." He stroked his short blond hair, "The village of Berik originally belonged to Fendel, but since the country of Fendel and Allah's Germany fell ill, the village of Berik has been occupied by Allah, so, I In fact, I am from Anlad, and according to this statement, I cannot inherit the title."

"I think we are very similar, Your Highness," Kalima smiled. "Of course I was lucky. My father handed over the title to me before he died. My identity has also been kept secret, but my family's current territory has been demarcated." For the two halves, the place where I was born was occupied by Anlad." He said, "In fact, the hatred between countries is determined by the rulers, why do ordinary people like us follow behind?"

"What do you mean?" Eastero looked at him.

"No one around His Highness Lorian supports the friendship between the two countries," Kalima said to him, "I had no choice but to come to you."

Estero thought for a few seconds and looked at him: "Fendel was finally separated from the subordinate of Anlad under the efforts of the previous king, and you want me to support the re-subordination? You seem to like to treat others as fools." .”

"But you have no other choice," Kalima said to him with a smile. "Fight against Lorian, with the help of Allard, your chances of winning are half, otherwise zero."

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you out right now?" Eastero raised his hand.

"You don't need to do anything," Kalima waved his hand, "I'm leaving!" He said, "I just made a small suggestion and possibility, if you disagree, then forget it, to tell you the truth, I You are the only reliable ally, so you should think about it!"

When he was about to open the door of the room, Estero stopped him, and Kalima looked at him: "Does Your Highness agree or do you want to keep me overnight?"

"Don't play tricks, you walk out of my room openly like this," Eastero grabbed his arm, "I will be flooded with rumors and gossip, and then I have to form an alliance with you." After chanting the spell, he was pulled out of the palace.

"Hee hee, Your Highness," Kalima looked at him, "Looking up close, you look even more beautiful. My sister is very obsessed with you! Now I understand her fanaticism myself."

"You are not a decent person," Estero sighed. "According to the law of inheritance, your father will never give you the title no matter what, let alone help you hide it." He looked at the other party, "You are full of lies, and I want to teach you a lesson."

After speaking, Kalima felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his hand hung down as if it was folded by something.

"I'll summon you when I need it," Eastero looked at him, "Healing spells won't work for this, and you'll have to reflect on it at home after a month of dislocation." After finishing speaking, he left.