First prince, pick up your integrity

Naked being hugged by Beria, the feeling made one's whole body hairy, and the goosebumps all stood up.

Ludwig kicked Beria off the bed without hesitation, and then he was in a tragedy... The pain of a certain part being torn hurt him physically and mentally.To be more precise, the heartache is greater than the body pain.Why is this guy Beria... Feeling tired and unloved, His Royal Highness scolded the word x in his heart very impolitely (please imagine the exact word)

Beria rubbed the back of his head, which had been in close contact with the floor, and crawled to the side of the bed with an innocent expression, "What's the matter?"

What's the matter? !The tendons in Ludwig's head tensed suddenly, and you still ask me what's wrong?I want to chop off your head and throw it into the venom to make salted duck eggs!And what's with your humble room, which doesn't look as big as a stable!

It's not as big as a stable... Ludwig tried hard to think back, except for the time when he was exiled to the border for mining and didn't even have a house to live in, he really had never lived in such a poor house.It was less than twenty steps from left to right, and the bed under him was not half the size of his own or the one in his bedroom, but it squeezed him and Beria.The whole house looked even poorer than the coaching inn he had used to live in.

Seeing Ludwig looking at the room in distaste, Beria sighed and sat down beside Ludwig automatically, stopped His Royal Highness on the shoulder and said, "I asked you yesterday if you want to change the room and you said no, I Whatever you say, you will definitely be dissatisfied."

Ludwig didn't care what Beria said at all, but stared at the hand on his shoulder, no matter how abrupt it looked, "Who allowed you to touch me!"

Grabbing Beria's wrist, he twisted his backhand and threw His Royal Highness Conrad's Crown Prince out.Beria was surprised, but with his reaching out, he could completely avoid the situation of falling into a big horse, just need to find a point of leverage...

The Crown Prince, who could not find a point of support, stepped on the cabinet next to the wall and sprained.Immediately, the whole person fell on all fours in a very imageless manner.Well, he also admitted that the room was too small.

Beria became even more innocent. He raised his head and couldn't figure out why Louis, who was still in love with him last night, got up so angry this morning.Could it be...

"Can't you get out of bed? Do you want me to hug you?" Beria shamelessly crawled over and pulled the sheet that Ludwig had covered between his legs, thinking of what to do on this beautiful morning Come nourish your body and mind.

"Get out!" Ludwig's curse was mixed with wind magic and sent out together. Beria was blown by a gust of wind and fell in love with the floor for the third time.

The crown prince sat on the floor with his head propped up, and he simply gave up the idea of ​​coaxing the imperial concubine. Although he knew that Louis was in a bad mood now, he also grew up in brocade clothes. He fell down three times in the morning. There is no one to appease her anger.

However, it really shouldn't be the two of them who are the most angry in the entire hotel.A certain caster who lived downstairs worked hard all night carving a headgear, and saw that he could complete a headgear with the last five knives, his hands trembled because of the three sounds of Belial falling to the ground...

The casting master avoided the first and second sound calmly, but he didn't dodge the third sound with magical fluctuations. Slender wound.The foundry master slowly put down the knives and manufactured products in his hands, wrapped a white cloth around the bleeding wound on his palm, picked up the glass on the table, and drank lightly a mouthful.

He took out his twelve most commonly used weapons from the space, and finally chose a dragon leather whip that could be pulled away from the mountain wall and turned to go upstairs.

"Oh bah, what's the trouble early in the morning, you're so angry that you want to fight, don't you! I'll accompany you!" The foundry master kicked open the door of the room directly above him with a rage in his heart, and then he looked The two naked bodies lying on the bed and on the ground fell silent.The one sitting on the bed had bruises all over his body, and the appearance of being covered with a sheet was simply refusal.And the one sitting on the ground... tsk, the abs are more developed than mine!

The foundry was upset.

"..." Ludwig looked straight at the foundry who kicked open the door.He wouldn't say that he guessed that Lance would show up soon from the moment he realized that he had time-traveled again.

Beria stared at Ludwig and Lance's expressions that suddenly became stiff and different, and suddenly remembered a very crucial thing.He quickly climbed onto the bed, wrapped Ludwig in the quilt, and only then hastily covered his important parts.

Lance rolled his eyes and closed the door with his backhand. Don't you think it's too late to cover it now after you've read it all?

Beria stared vigilantly at the man who walked into her room, "Aren't you going out?"

Lance opened the stool and took out the headgear that was destroyed just now, "I'm your resident downstairs, you were too noisy just now and I wasted all night, shouldn't we talk about compensation?"

If it was changed, Beria would not hesitate to send money to someone before, but now for him and Louis' future escape life, he has to save every penny, and most importantly, what does he think of this sudden change? None of the men who showed up in his room seemed nice.

Beria struggled for a while before deciding to ask Lance how much he planned to ask for. If the amount was not large, he would be dismissed as a beggar.But how can the radicals who hate the rich in Lance be as easy to deal with as beggars?

Just as he was thinking about what price could be accepted by the two elopement princes who were "wanted" by the Three Kingdoms, Ludwig preemptively asked, "How dare you ask me for money? Did you forget?" I'm your boss."

"You (in this world) haven't paid me yet." Lance said very calmly, "And this is a legitimate side job."

Ludwig pushed away Beria, who was holding him tightly, and shot at Lance with a "swipe" of his eyes, "I thought (in the last world) the amount I paid was enough to buy you out."

Lance frowned, "Obviously you're thinking too much. No matter how I look at it, it's charged by time, and your little money is only a few years at most."

Ludwig, "Then what about the fact that you disappeared after receiving your salary?"

Lance, "That's your approval, and it's considered going out to work."

Ludwig, "And what about the work product?"

Lance: "..." There are results, but what does Beria want him to say here?

Ludwig seized Lance's silence and counterattacked: "If there is no result, who knows whether you are working or traveling?"

Lance: "..." Fairness is in my heart.

Beria heard the two chattering for a while, and finally found a chance to interject, "You know each other? Is he your subordinate?"

Ludwig gritted his teeth, "Yeah, and he's a guy who's been absent from work for a long time."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Beria immediately sharpened his eyes, grabbed his sword and stood in front of the bed, "Go back and tell His Majesty Andre, I will never be separated from Louis!"

In the face of this deeply emotional declaration...

Ludwig: Don't point your ass at me!

Lance: Don't point your bird at me!

The tsundere prince and the genius who were born to be protagonists got angry together, and they grabbed things within reach and smashed them together.

After smashing it, Lance was relieved.Ludwig wanted to throw two undead spells to kill Beria, but seeing that Lance was there, tsk, he decided to sell him, a gunsmith, and let Beria go for the time being.

"Louis, even if I hurt you last night, you can't cooperate with your subordinates to murder your husband." Because there were really no powerful objects in the cheap room, the crown prince who was hit by things like pillows and cups Still not aware of someone's urge to kill him, thinking that he was immersed in the fun of the honeymoon period, he leaned over and asked without fear of death, "What is the origin of this person, isn't it your father's person?"

"That's the shadow guard I bought for one gold coin!" Ludwig gritted his teeth.

Lance: "..." Darling, don't you think you missed seven or eight zeros later?My worth is very high.

Beria: "It's so cheap, is it reliable? He won't reveal our whereabouts, right? If it doesn't work, I think we should keep our mouth shut."

Ludwig nodded excitedly, "Okay. Go ahead."

"..." Under the watchful eyes, Beria wisely chose not to move.

Later, after Ludwig said very arrogantly that Lance was his own and would not reveal our whereabouts, Beria agreed to keep the light bulb with an extremely unhappy face.

"Bulb" stuffed a prescription into the crown prince's hands immediately after the two put on their clothes.Beria looked at the "Droste rose ointment recipe".

"..." Beria looked at the man who appeared suddenly, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this man was not a good person.

Lance showed his white teeth, "Building a better life together is everyone's responsibility. If the master is good, the subordinates will have meat to eat."

"..." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince withdrew his evaluation of not being a good person, and directly changed it to: the brain is not normal.

After all kinds of flickering, Beria finally agreed to go downstairs to sell breakfast to Ludwig to enhance the relationship between husband and wife, but he went downstairs with a little reluctance on his face, Lance and Luther Vichy finally found a moment to talk.

Ludwig was eager to speak, but Lance raised his hand to signal Ludwig to silence, "I know what you're asking, you should look at something first."

After speaking, Lance took out a towel wrapped in something from the space, unfolded the towel, and there were some materials that looked like transparent broken glass, and a pinch of black ashes that seemed to be burnt in the middle.

"What is this?" Ludwig didn't understand, why did Lance show him something that didn't exist?

"My heart," Lance replied.

"..." Ludwig thought to himself, can you explain it differently?I've heard enough of this horrifying and speechless explanation.

"When I died, he suddenly shattered and became like this." To be honest, Lance wanted to complain about the heart more than anyone else.

"You're dead?" Ludwig couldn't believe it. "Someone killed you? Vinyler?"

"No." Lance shook his head, "I didn't find my father. As for how I died... I said that I died of old age in the last world, do you believe it?"

"Hahaha." Ludwig laughed twice, obviously not believing it.

Lance: "The average lifespan of a gunsmith is less than 40 years old, and that of a patriarch is even shorter, generally reaching the limit at the age of 30."

"..." Ludwig thought for a while, there seemed to be such a record in an ancient book.Although he used undead magic to quickly conquer the mainland, it took five or six years. If Lance was unlucky, he might "die of old age" in his 20s.

"Okay, I believe you." Ludwig nodded reluctantly, and suddenly he remembered a sentence, the last sentence Vinilaire said to him before he crossed over.

"Next is your world. If you are not satisfied, you can destroy it at any time, but... remember the premise is that Lance cannot die."

Lance can't die... Is Vinilaire reluctant to let his son die, or is Lance's death an opportunity to time travel?