Noble Husband At the Door

Samuel frowned and looked back warily. He saw a figure lying on the clouds not far behind him, looking at the moon above his head.

The sun and moon were unique in the Devil Clan, so it was not good-looking at all. It probably was weird.

This had nothing to do with good-looking.

Under the faint moonlight, although her back was against Samuel, Samuel could see that the figure was dressed in white. Although she was lying, it could not cover her peerless figure and her long and beautiful legs.

But this was not the point. The point was that this figure could at least make Samuel put down half of his vigilance.

It was the leader of the experts in white, the woman in white.

Samuel stopped and couldn't help but ask, "Shouldn't you be listening to the song at the banquet? Why would you come here to enjoy the moon?"

"Isn't Young Master Hannigan here too?" she asked.

Samuel smiled and said, "Oh, I just came out for some fresh air."

"Is it true to meet friends?" she asked with a smile.

As soon as these words were said, Samuel was suddenly shocked. Had she known the meeting between him and the silver-armored dragon? And the most important and annoying thing at the moment was, had their conversation been completely heard by the woman? "Don't be nervous, Young Master Hannigan. I... I just saw you and a shadow fly into the sky. As for where you went and what you said, I don't know anything. I don't like to hear other people's private conversations."

She didn't look back at all, but it was obvious that she had guessed what Samuel was thinking.

Samuel smiled. "I'm not nervous. I'm just confused."

"You don't have to be confused, Young Master Hannigan." She smiled gently and said, "Since Young Master Hannigan came here for friends, I came here for friends."

"Oh?" Hearing these words, Samuel looked around but did not see anyone. Hence, he asked, "Your friend hasn't arrived yet?"

"No, he's here."

"He is here?" Samuel frowned. Given his own divine sense and perception ability, it should be absolutely impossible for him not to notice that someone was approaching. "Isn't my friend Young Master Hannigan?"

After that, she slowly got up, removed the bamboo hat on her head, and then slowly turned around.

Without the cover of the bamboo hat and the veil on her face, her peerless face appeared directly in front of Samuel under the moonlight.

"It's you?" Samuel frowned.

She smiled slightly. "Are you surprised?"

Then, she sighed slightly. "I thought that you should have guessed it a long time ago."

"I don't know if it's because I overestimated you or because I'm too optimistic."

Hearing this, Samuel was shocked and could not help smiling bitterly. "I was too narrow-minded."

"To be honest, if you don't show your real body in person, even if I think about it for three days and nights, I will never think that the mysterious masters in white who helped me would be you." en novelbin

"Yes, in Young Master Hannigan's eyes, the first point should be that you looked down on the little woman and others, so you naturally wouldn't think of us at the critical moment, right?"

"As for the second point, it's also very simple. In Young Master Hannigan's eyes, we should be enemies, or we can't be of the same kind. It's best if we don't conflict, let alone help." Samuel did not want to deny it. What she said was right.

"Looks like I'm being petty. I'll apologize first."

Before Samuel could apologize, the woman in white raised her hand and interrupted him. "Mr. Hannigan, you don't have to do that. You guessed right." Samuel suddenly looked up at her in confusion.

"We're enemies. It can even be said

in this way that our enmity should be at war when we meet. There's absolutely no possibility of peace. So, you don't have to feel guilty about your own guess."

"Then, why did you still want to help me?" Samuel suddenly realized that something might not be right after saying that. And then Samuel smiled helplessly and said, "Sorry, I should call you Seventh Princess.