Chapter 84 84: The insincere wine table

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

The lie that he finally concocted was exposed by Slade in person, and Angie felt a little heavy.

However, she had long known that this kind of statement, which was almost 100% false, would definitely not pass Slade's test.

So Anji quickly calmed down and followed the plan B that he had already thought of, and directly changed his words: "Because I am from Grand Village, and Hadfer destroyed the barrier for him, causing no one to survive in Grand Village.

That’s why you let me go.”

Slade's expression returned to normal.

After a brief silence, she narrowed her eyes slightly, raised a teasing smile at the corner of her mouth, stared into Anji's eyes, and teased: "I thought you were going to make up something more, so you gave up now?"

Anji looked at the other party calmly. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Slade in a deep voice:

"However, there should be something else you haven't told me - based on this alone, it's impossible for that little bastard to let you go."

She was right and knew Hardfer well.

Realizing this, Angie thought for a moment, and then, under Slade's gaze, she said the turning point of their relationship in as natural a tone as possible:

"Because I saved him - when he and I fell into the cave together, I took the lead in inserting the sword into the wall, and during the period when I gradually stabilized my body and stopped falling, I did not choose to let him go.

"

When Angie finished saying this, Slade still stared at her intently, and after a moment he said slowly: "You've only said half of this, right? Go on, don't let me ask you - my patience

It’s limited.”

There was obvious displeasure in Slade's voice, and he was also warning Angie that if he didn't cooperate, she would take action.

Angie sighed silently and could only briefly talk about how she and Hardfer rescued each other, and then were rescued by Rabin alone.

She even told Slade some of the irrelevant content of the chat with Hardfer in the cave, thus increasing the credibility of the whole story.

For example, Hardfer called her a "little bitch" and scolded her for not bringing a candle.

Slade was silent the whole time. After listening to Angie's words, he sneered and said meaningfully after a while:

"You and that little bastard get along quite well."

These words almost choked Anji.

After thinking for a while, she replied briefly: "...Everyone takes what they need."

The more she talked, the easier it was to make mistakes. And she had to divert Slade's attention as soon as possible so that he would stop dwelling on this issue.

The best way is to ask something else - it just costs "five glasses of wine".

Thinking of this, Anji directly picked up the cup in front of her, filled up a glass of wine, and drank several sips intermittently before finally finishing the glass.

Under the high-intensity continuous drinking, her whole body became hot and sweating, and her throat and esophagus were filled with a burning sensation, which was extremely uncomfortable.

And when Anji finished the third cup with difficulty, she was already feeling dizzy.

Slade, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it anymore:

"How long are you going to drink like this? It's too slow."

The strong taste of disgust in her words made Anji dizzy and couldn't help but reply:

"I'm drinking as much as I can!"

Slade immediately glanced at Angie with disgust, then sighed helplessly and backed down: "Okay, just have three drinks. Just ask."

Anji took a few deep breaths to clear her throat, swallowed again, and then asked:

"Can you please let Captain Rabin go?"

"You call this a problem?" Slade's face instantly turned ugly.

However, Anji did not back down: "Then let me put it another way: What should I do before you are willing to pardon Rabin?"

As she said this, Slade's anger became obviously more intense.

But Anji never felt the familiar murderous intent of the other person. She only saw the person frowning in displeasure. After looking at her for a while, he suddenly sneered:

"If you can make me happy tonight, maybe I will just let him go."

This ambiguous statement made Anji, who was already dizzy, even more confused.

She is not a "little handsome guy in a nightclub". How should she make this lord who looks only about 30 years old but is actually an elderly woman happy?

In a daze, she felt a little unable to sit still, so she lay weakly on the table and rested for a while.

But just lying down like this made her feel extremely comfortable and sleepy...

Something doesn't seem right...

Angie slowly raised her hand and hit her head twice, trying to wake herself up. Then she saw Slade filling a glass of wine and placing it on the table with a clang:

"It's my turn."

"Okay, please first..."

Slade's movements and tone revealed an aura of "you won't come home until you're drunk".

And Anji's casual echo revealed a full sense of "self-destruction".

There are too many flaws in this inexplicable drinking competition... But at this moment, Anji is exhausted both physically and mentally, and is unable to complain at all.

She chose to give up thinking for the time being and lay down like a salted fish. While slumping on the table, she raised her head from time to time and looked at Slade in a daze.

I saw her drinking very generously, drinking one glass after another without stopping, so Anji had a thought in her mind:

Could this person just be looking for a companion to have a drink with?

After five drinks were finished, Slade put down his glass with a clang.

Seeing Anji's confused eyes, she couldn't help but smile. Then she adjusted her expression and asked:

"The body you have now is not yours, right?"

"Hmm..." Angie admitted without hesitation. Anyway, this matter could not be suppressed. Slade's tone was already very firm, so there was no need to try to fool her again.

Slade didn't say anything, he just looked at Angie quietly for a while, then quickly continued drinking on his own.

After a while, Anji, who was dozing on the table, heard the other party's voice again:

"How old were you originally?"

"……twenty four."

Anji felt that she might have been a little drunk. She even had to think about her own age for a while before she could remember.

However, after lying down like this for a while, her physical condition had improved, so she sat up again and quietly watched Slade finish the drink.

"Are you feeling better?" Slade wiped the corner of his mouth gently and looked at Angie with a half-smile, "Looks like we still have something to talk about tonight."

"Well, you say it first."

After her condition recovered, Anji's tone became normal.

Slade gradually stopped smiling and spoke seriously:

"When did you change into the body you have now?"

"Just before being taken away by Scott."

Before Slade could continue drinking, Angie took the initiative to add: "I don't know what happened, but I suddenly became like this. You can think of me as coming from a place far, far away.

Man - a place so far away that there is no curse."

"A place without curses has a person like you who can 'absorb curses'?" Slade put down his wine glass and smiled sarcastically, "Can such an outrageous thing happen in this world?"

"The world is full of contradictions," Anji smiled indifferently, "For example, fearless people have to absorb curses in order to fight against stronger curses - from this point of view, this 'contradiction' in me

, it’s not too bizarre, right?”

Slade couldn't help but snorted coldly, and looked at her with more suspicion: "You are really good at talking, aren't you? Why don't I usually see you say these things in front of me?"

Anji smiled bitterly and said: "You are usually so busy, how could I have the chance to say it? And I'm not afraid that you don't believe this..."

"You're not afraid now?" Slade stared at Angie with a meaningful smile on his face.

"You could tell that I was lying before, so you will naturally know that I am telling the truth now."

Anji's voice was unusually calm and respectful.

But Slade was not satisfied with her performance and waved his hand in disgust:

"Stop saying such boring polite words. If this continues, I will not let Rabin go. Since you just took the initiative to complete the answer, I can give you a chance to ask questions for free - you

You should have a lot of things you want to ask me, right?"

Anji was silent for a long time.

She has a lot of questions, but it's hard to ask Slade these questions! For example, "How old are you?" If she really asked this question, Slade would probably punch him into the ground.

go!

You can't ask about Hardfer, she will definitely get angry; it's also hard to ask questions involving economics and politics, she will definitely feel that she is secretly inquiring about something...
To be continued...