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Chapter 290 Vivian, I hate Erica for doing this!

"The prerequisite is that you have to survive. You seem to like holes very much, so I will make a few holes in your body so that you can experience the pleasure."

The boy jumped away from the bald man.

Dozens of ice cones instantly fell from the sky. The average diameter of these ice cones was more than ten centimeters, and they directly tore the bald man into pieces.

He didn't even have the chance to wail again.

Then the boy looked at the pale-faced man named Jill.

He held his broken arm, trying to hold his breath and not make any groans, as if he wanted the boy to ignore his existence. But even if he did so, it was completely in vain.

"You still have the girl's relatives in your hands, right? I will go back to greet them soon. When I see their appearance, it will determine what your future will be like.

If they die, I will bury your family members, children, and everyone related to you with them."

The boy pointed at the bald man's remains and threatened Jill.

"Also, I have my eyes on that girl, so I told your employer to take it easy... Never mind, just let him wash his neck and wait, I will visit him soon."

Jill nodded frantically, then rolled and crawled away in the rain.

Finally, the boy looked at Vivian again.

Vivian was terrified, but she couldn't even muster the strength to tremble.

"Alas, I was just talking when I was interrupted by that annoying guy. You don't have the energy to talk now, do you want to leave with me first? I can provide you with shelter and food."

The boy gently picked up Vivian's body, picked up the rabbit doll from the ground and stuffed it into her arms.

"If you agree, just give me a little wink."

Vivian blinked frantically.

Although she was also afraid of the boy, if she continued to stay here, she would probably be found by those scumbags or freeze to death on the street.

In order to survive, Vivian decided to leave with the boy temporarily even if it meant taking risks.

The boy smiled gently and said nothing more.

The rain continued to fall as before, but this time it hit the boy's umbrella.

The temperature was still very cold and Vivian's body was still wet, but she felt warm and safe.

Weiwei fell asleep in the other's arms without realizing it...

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—Alfrid—

"Lord Al..."

Hearing Vivian's mumbling, Alfrid put down the personal terminal in his hand.

It looked like Vivian was about to wake up.

In order to assassinate Erica, Duke Opold and others found a strange curse potion from somewhere.

Not only was the effect of that drug extremely toxic, but it was also difficult to remove with the Empire's medical technology.

When Vivian was sent to Illya, her entire back and part of her internal organs had rotted away due to the effects of the curse.

If Wendy hadn't been there, even Alfred probably wouldn't have been able to keep her alive.

Now the curse has been lifted by Wendy, and Alfred has recovered from Vivian's physical injuries using expensive special healing potions.

The only thing left was Vivian's physical fatigue, which required her to rest and recover on her own.

"Master Al?"

Vivian opened her eyes blearily and called out after seeing Alfred.

"It's me. Thank you for your hard work this time, Vivian."

Alfred said, holding her hand.

Vivian also held Alfred's hand weakly, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"No, it's okay. Where are Her Highness Erica and the others?"

After gradually regaining consciousness, she immediately asked about the safety of Erica and others.

"Erica and the others have arrived at the palace safely. With Emilia and Christina as their guards, you don't have to worry about them."

"I see... I have completed the task assigned by you, Master Al."

There were tears in the corners of Vivian's eyes.

Alfred actually didn't quite understand the complicated feelings that Vivian and the girls from the Underworld had for him.

Compared to the love between Liliana and Erica, their emotions are obviously heavier.

All he could do now was to gently wipe away Vivian's tears.

"Yes, to be honest, I think you've been working too hard. You should take a good rest during this period of time."

"Okay, but where exactly is this place?"

"Illya and Alya's dorm, my room."

Vivian panicked when she heard that she was lying in Alfred's room.

"Al-sama's room?! Does that mean I'm lying on Al-sama's bed?!"

"That's right. Although this villa dormitory is quite big, all the rooms are full now. I feel embarrassed to let you rest in the room of a stinky boy like me."

Alfred said half jokingly.

"No! It's my honor to be able to lie on your bed, Master Al!"

Vivian tried to sit up from the bed, but she was still so weak that Alfred easily pushed her back.

Vivian is still very weak and needs to rest as much as possible.

Also, Vivian's words just now could easily cause ambiguity. If anyone else heard it, Alfred would definitely be scolded or teased.

"It would be great if you don't mind. You can stay here and rest for the time being. I and the others living in the dormitory will take turns to take care of you."

"But, but I actually let you, Lord Al, take care of me... and the people who live with you will definitely marry you in the future, right? I'd better go back to the imperial capital to recuperate, and let Sera and the others..."

Alfred put his hand on Vivian's lips to stop her from continuing.

"Neither they nor I are the kind of people who would care about such a small matter. I am really grateful to Vivian for protecting Erica this time. She is also very grateful to you."

"Her Highness Erica?"

Vivian seemed a little surprised.

Alfred guessed that Vivian and Erica, who also had the sharp-tongued attribute in her skill tree, did not get along well.

"Yes, she is very grateful to you, and she asked me to find an opportunity for her to thank you in person later."

"Is that so? Lord Al, your relationship with the princess has suddenly become quite close."

Vivian looked at Alfred with a look of resentment and helplessness.

"Don't worry, Erica didn't approach me just to take advantage of the power of the Elect family. Well... my relationship with her is a little complicated, I'll explain it to you slowly when I have the chance."

"Lord Al, you are trying to brush me off in this way again. But since you said so, I will wait. Always, always wait for the day when you are willing to tell me the details of the matter."

Vivian dropped her eyes in disappointment.

She had been with Alfred the longest, and of course she had noticed many of Alfred's unnatural behaviors.

Props like guns and magic motorcycles created for [Netherworld] cannot be described as genius.

Vivian had a keen intuition, and she might have noticed something different about Alfred a long time ago.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I just don't know how to explain it. Also, I'm very grateful to you for protecting Erica. That guy always lets his guard down at critical moments."

Alfred leaned in front of Vivian and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"A-Master Al, what was that just now?"

"I heard Erica talk a lot about you... How should I put it? After you recover, I will also spare more time to accompany you."

Alfred rubbed Vivian's head and said.

"Wow~ That, that princess, just showing this unnecessary concern..."

Vivian grabbed the quilt with both hands to hide her red cheeks.

She closed her eyes, trying to get through this awkward moment by pretending to be asleep.

After all, Vivian is still not ready to confess her love to Alfred.

But no matter what Vivian thought, her body was already too exhausted.

Soon, she began to breathe steadily and fell into a deep sleep again.

After Vivian fell asleep again, Alfred called Luna and Sylvia.

It was already evening, and in order to avoid disturbing others who were resting, Alfred called the two of them to the small garden behind the villa.

Also called over were Athena, the artificial intelligence responsible for the fire control system of the immigrant ship Noaka, and Hestia, the artificial intelligence responsible for maintenance and supply.

Alfred has some important matters and needs their help.

"Al, what did you call us here for? Are you planning to do anything weird here..."

Sylvia's cheeks flushed, and she didn't know what was going on in her head.

Alfred tapped her head, denying Sylvia's imagination.

"How are those 'New Demon Kings' you trained doing now?"

Alfred ignored Sylvia's regretful sigh and looked at the more serious Luna and asked.

"With the help of Athena and the others, we have found a suitable group of islands to house them on the west side of the continent. Although they have not yet completed all their training, they are now ready to fight for you, Master Al."