"elder brother"

Duke Lane spit out a question from his throat, and the mood that had become very happy due to the young man's obedience immediately turned extremely bad.

Lan Min's chin was pinched by two fingers of Duke Lane. He looked at Duke Lane's suspicious eyes without knowing why, "What's wrong?"

He actually dared to ask, and this fool even dared to say it to his face. The outer golden irises in Duke Lane's blue eyes became darker as his mood grew darker.

"Who is your brother?" Duke Ryan asked while searching for the corresponding person in his heart.

That person is also easy to find. The young man’s life before he got on the ship has been thoroughly investigated by him, so this brother only appeared after he got on the ship.

A familiar name emerged in Duke Lane's heart.

"William." The white-haired young man said, as if he remembered the person corresponding to this name, and a smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough it was William

Duke Ryan's eyebrows were gloomy, "He taught you to call me brother like that."

Lan Min nodded.

"Ha" Duke Lane sneered. His loyal guardian knight and cousin who was close to him by blood, when he was ordered to teach young people a language, actually used it for personal gain and deceived a fool.

Duke Ryan's expression became very terrifying, and indescribable anger surged from the bottom of his heart, making his face a little distorted. He was betrayed.

When did the relationship between young people and knights become so good?

So good that he calls a man who is not related by blood "brother".

"Are you a fool?"

The agitated emotions made Duke Lane forget about his usual pretentious and gorgeous voice, and the words coming out of his throat were fast and cold, like ice knives.

"When he asked you to call you, he called you a fool and a fool. How could you, how could you call other men that way? Are you a fool?"

Lan Min seemed to be frightened and didn't know how to answer. He blinked slowly and said hesitantly, "Then am I?"

Duke Ryan took a deep breath, his fingers trembled, and tried to control himself not to strangle the person under his hands.

Lan Mo couldn't help but regret that Duke Ryan was no longer a monster, otherwise he would definitely be able to draw a skill now.

He admired Duke Lane's wonderful expression at this time, still looking innocent on the surface.

"Duke, my jaw hurts." Lan Min said, his chin had been pinched by the Duke for a long time.

"Shut up." Duke Lane stared at Lan Min and cursed, "You are so stupid that I don't know what to do with you."

After scolding, Duke Lane left,

Lan Mo guessed that the Duke had gone to find the knight.

Lan Min slowly sat up from the recliner and stretched out his hand to close his clothes. Suddenly, his hand stopped.

Because there was a small orange in his arms, with a rough yellow peel and something shiny on it, as if some soft-bodied creature had crawled over it, leaving behind a glistening mucus.

Lan Mo first ruled out the possibility that Duke Lane secretly stuffed him with oranges.

Then there is only one answer. The tentacle that was hit by Duke Ryan's three arrows did not die.

Lan Min thought of something. He pulled open his clothes with a dull face, and his snow-white skin was exposed to the air. There were some thin red marks on it. The light pink turned into a suspicious water red, and there were circle-shaped teeth around it.

Marks. The only teeth he had ever seen looked like this were the silver tentacles.

It was itchy and painful just now, and Lan Mo thought it was Duke Lane's blond hair that was causing trouble.

Lan Min's expression changed and he called his servant to take another bath.

On the other side, Duke Lane found a knight, and he left his unvented anger to his guardian knight.

The knight in silver armor listened silently to Duke Lane's question, without any expression of regret, and said calmly, "Duke, this is just a title."

He is absolutely loyal to Duke Lane, and he will execute Duke Lane's orders meticulously, but because of the close blood relationship between the two parties, he is not very afraid of Duke Lane.

The knight even responded to Duke Lane's performance just now, "Besides, this is a personal matter. I think it's fine and has nothing to do with you."

The knight saluted Duke Lane, "I heard that he was frightened just now. If you have no other instructions, I would like to see him."

Duke Lane's head was pounding. The knight's shamelessness made him want to get dizzy. The image of the knight visiting the young man automatically appeared in his mind, and the young man smiled and called the knight brother.

Duke Lane said coldly, "What if I order you to cut off one of his fingers?"

The knight replied calmly, "If this is your order, I will do it. I will faithfully execute all your orders. This is the oath I made before setting sail."

Duke Ryan said, "Then do it now and let that fool see how his good brother protects him."

Duke Lane, who left Lan Mo's room, came back again, followed by the knight half a step behind.

When they came in, they saw the young man by the fireplace wearing a slim-fitting shirt with a high collar. He held a silver fork with his white fingers and poked the small oranges on the plate boredly.

Their footsteps startled the young people who were immersed in their own world.

The scene in Duke Lane's mind became a reality. The young man turned his head, his eyes passed him and focused on the knight, and then he slowly opened a beautiful smile.

Oh, what a different treatment.

"elder brother--"

The remaining half of Lan Mo's syllable was choked back because Duke Lane stepped forward and covered his mouth.

"Shut up." Duke Lane said disgustedly, "I don't want to hear it."

Lan Min shut her mouth obediently,

Duke Lane sat next to him, and then pulled him into his arms.

"Ah--" Duke Ryan whispered. He lowered his head and saw a sparkling silver fork entangled in his blond hair.

At the other end of the fork are the young man's soft and beautiful fingers.

That hand was now hurriedly pulling out the fork. Duke Ryan remembered that when he hugged the young man just now, the young man was still poking the little orange with the fork.

But the more you pulled it out, the tighter the hair became. Duke Ryan was in terrible pain and said, "Stop, you idiot."

Lan Min stared at him blankly, her expression gradually becoming panicked, and her red eyes were filled with hazy mist.

"I'm sorry."

Lan Min stammered.

You should say this after hurting others. Lan Min turned his rescue eyes to the knight, "Brother, what I said is right."

The knight sighed silently, glanced at Duke Lane's expression, and remembered that there was once a servant who was responsible for combing Duke Lane's hair, but he accidentally hurt Duke Lane and was immediately executed.

But now Duke Lane's expression could no longer be ugly, and his arms still tightly held the young man in his arms, like a lion guarding its territory.

The knight was even more convinced that Duke Lane could not really let him cut off the young man's fingers.

"You are right." The knight said warmly. He walked forward and Lan Min sat in the Duke's arms. The knight knelt on one knee in front of the Duke, naturally took the fork from the young man's hand and said to the young man, "
Chapter completed!