What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

I thought it was impossible for Domi to play the piano on stage, so I didn't even think about him.

"But the body shape doesn't match up." Edward discovered his blind spot.

"No," Argyle said, "Remember? That thing that Duomi asked us to help take at the auction - the Dark Moon Slime Gel Amulet, which can shape anything."

"This person is Duomi!"

"When we get home, we have to ask him when he learned the piano."

Edward also felt a sense of crisis. We agreed to be a salt fish together, but you ran away? !

So he became indignant: "That's right! He must be tortured to extract a confession, but he secretly interrogated us behind our back!"

Chapter 89 88 The Princess in Duomi’s Eyes

After dinner time, return to Domi's room in the castle on the top of the mountain.

Domi was forced to sit on a chair. Argyle and Edward stood on the left and right, looking down at the innocent Domi. Rosa at the door was a little worried. Leaning against the door frame, Sia suddenly appeared. As if watching a good show, he comforted Rosa and said:

"Don't worry, Duomi will only be beaten once."

"what?!"

"Tell me, Domi, are you learning piano every day when we have magic classes?"

Argyle got straight to the point. He had long been curious about what Domi did every afternoon. Now it seemed that piano practice was the only answer that met the criteria.

"You still found out..."

Duomi just went along with the flow. If they all thought that they were going to practice piano, that would be great.

After hearing this, Edward was very sad and said: "You just practice as you say, why are you making it so mysterious? You scared me."

"Both my father and I felt that magic was not suitable for me, so we found another track for me. Who knew that I had an epiphany as soon as I learned the piano? You can't blame me, right?"

"This is your freedom and we respect your choice."

Argyle had gotten the answer he wanted and had no intention of criticizing Domi or anything. He was about to leave after saying that.

However, when he reached the door, he almost jumped up and screamed:

"Princess Shia?! Why are you here!"

This sound also startled Edward, who was rubbing Domi's head. He glanced back and was also surprised:

"Gift Crab..."

The reaction of these two people was interesting. Sia always thought it would be interesting to live with this group of people, so she got up from the door frame and curtsied to them:

"Argyle, Edward, and Rosa, I will be living here temporarily from today on, please take good care of me~ Just call me by my name from now on~"

"Well..." Duomi explained for her: "Xia also wants to study the 'Book of Heraldry', so she has to stay for a while. If you also want to learn, you can come together."

Edward thought that Domi and the princess should have made a lot of progress at noon, and they were calling her by her first name. Moreover, the princess looked like this, Domi was very pleasing to the eye, and the probability of success was not small...

If Duomi ran away with the princess, then the Greenville family's wife and the youngest daughter would come to marry, and there would be one less powerful competitor.

In fact, Mensao Argyle has also thought about this aspect, and hopes that the princess will quickly take away this guy who specializes in flirting with girls.

The two instantly reached a united front mentally and immediately rushed out of the door, taking Rosa with them. Before leaving, Argyle even sent an assist:

"There's no rush. It won't be too late to teach us after you study it thoroughly."

"There's still Duomi. I'm going to sleep here tonight. Why don't you hurry up and help pack your luggage?"

Only Rosa was innocent and confused: "Eh? Hey!? Brother, where are you taking me?"

After saying that, the three of them disappeared.

Only Domi and Shia were left looking at each other.

He turned his head away slightly embarrassed: "Uh... have you packed the luggage you brought here? If not, I can help..."

"You are quite a gentleman during the day, but why are you so dull at night? Come on, we are short of manpower."

Knowing that Sia was coming, Gresa immediately arranged the best guest room for her. She lived on the third floor like Domi and others. She had all the bed sheets and bedding. She greeted Sia and treated her better than her biological son. .

Not only was Gresa very nice to Sia, but she also used her as an example to teach the three of them a lesson:

"Look at Xia, she's not much older than you. She's already passed the official mage exam, and has half a foot in the door of the intermediate mage. Learn more from others..."

Since then, it was as if Shia had obtained the queen's charter, and her authority in front of the three of them had reached a higher level. Generally speaking, it had reached a level that could not be disobeyed.

When I arrived at Sia's room, the floor of the guest room was filled with the products I bought today, which were still in packaging bags. The clothes were all taken out and washed by the maids. With a little magic, they can be put on tomorrow. .

But even without the big category of clothes, there are still a lot of things that need to be sorted out.

"That's it, Domi, please~"

Blanch!So cute!

With zero resistance, he died suddenly and started working like a donkey in the production team without complaint. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched her work with a smile.

"Hey, don't you want to move yourself?"

"How can we let customers do it themselves?"

The upper half of his face was suddenly covered with shadows: "Even guests should pack their own luggage..."

"Hee hee~"

"I asked for it...I asked for it...I asked for it..."

Domi began to seek self-liberation.

Halfway through, perhaps out of boredom, Shia asked:

"By the way, what do you do on weekdays?"

"Sleep, eat, go to class, eat, sleep..."

"speak politely."

"Believe it or not, my life is so plain, boring, and boring."

"If you don't plan to say it, forget it, huh~"

Anyway, she already lived here, just a few corridors away from Duomi. If Duomi didn't say anything, she would just observe it herself.

Soon, Duomi finished organizing her things. There was dense sweat on her forehead, and a large piece of her thin shirt was soaked.

It's almost summer, and it's really hot. Without air conditioning, it's even more unbearable.

Just as he raised his arm to wipe away the sweat, an off-white lace handkerchief was placed on his forehead. The material was cold and cold. When he looked up, it was Sia who walked up to him and used the handkerchief that he carried with him. The handkerchief helped him wipe away his sweat.

The gentleness of the movements reminded him of his first love.

"Thank you for your hard work, help you wipe the sweat~"

Ha, it’s just compensation from the little succubus. Domi naturally enjoyed it with peace of mind and said:

"Speaking of which, Shia, why are you so down-to-earth?"

"A character like a princess shouldn't be arrogant, with her chin raised to the sky, pointing her nostrils at others, always asking for this or that, speaking in an arrogant tone that won't accept anyone except the emperor's father, and blaming the sky, the earth, and the air. Everyone else is her dog and can be driven around as she pleases, but she can stay away from them for thousands of miles because the smell of dogs is pungent and unpleasant, exuding a low-grade smell..."

The more Sia listened, the more the corners of her mouth twitched, and finally she burst out laughing, and she laughed so heartily:

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"It's so funny. Where did you hear this? What kind of princess is this? She's the mentally retarded daughter of the Demon King's family, right?"

"Listen, the so-called princess is not as good as the future prince of the country like the prince, but she is also the face of the country. The red tape and requirements on me can even be written into a book as thick as a dictionary."

"Domi," she stuffed a small gift box into his arms: "You should be glad that I can enjoy the pain even in the constraints of punishment, otherwise you would never see me like this."

"Think of this as a reward for helping me tidy up my room. I'm going to bed. Good night~"

Chapter 90 89 Send you the blade, the famous painting under the moonlight

The tiring but fulfilling day finally came to an end.

After Duomi took a shower, he lay on the bed in a big posture, found the small gift box that Shia had given him, and looked through it left and right.

The small dark gold gift box is quite heavy, about the size of a bull four-pin socket, and the packaging and texture are quite exquisite. I don’t know what is inside that is worthy of such a gift box.

Just open it and take a look.

As Domi opened it, he thought that Shia wasn't that torturous. At least there was a reward after the work was done, so it was even.

"Let me see what's inside..."

The moment he opened the lid, the soul-devouring energy in his body boiled suddenly, as if he was attracted by something. If he hadn't controlled it in time, part of it would have been sucked away.

"A fragment of a broken blade? A weapon once used by the Soul Eater?"

The blade fragment that looks like a long knife can cause his energy to surge. Then its owner must be such a powerful soul eater...

Wait... No!

Now is not the time to think about this!

Why would Sia give this thing to him?

It is recorded in the Soul Eater training manual that Carlos gave him that future generations of Soul Eaters can benefit from the objects left by their predecessors that contain their power.

This blade is one of them.

A thing that is exclusive to the Soul Eater and can only be used by the Soul Eater. Sia gave it to him. Doesn't that mean that Sia knew that she was actually a Soul Eater? !

How can this be?

Only Carlos and himself should know about this... Could it be that Carlos told Cappe, and then Cappe told Sia?

It was not in line with Carlos's style, and it was obviously something he had brought with him when he left the Imperial Capital.

After being ruled out in this way, there is only one possibility left - that is, Shia determined that he was the Soul Eater through her own judgment!

Otherwise, I would not have given him something of such symbolic significance directly.

Starting to extrapolate from here, Duomi felt that what Sia said before about being "interested in ancient knowledge" was half true and half false, or there was another meaning hidden in it.