Demon Royal Family

Ivo shook his head repeatedly, "No, absolutely not."

Barea clearly wanted to win over him. He ran the Harricon Defense Line in order to make deals with the Kingdom of Lasces. How could he give up halfway?

Even the issue of moving the capital has been discussed, and there is no way he would give up.

Aiweier smiled half-heartedly, turning a blind eye to the warning in Severn III's eyes, and said the next condition, "And the candidate for marriage with Ivo is me..."

Boom!

The three of them were shocked on the outside and tender on the inside!

Ivo just wants to look up to the sky and shout something!

You already have a fiancé, what a big-headed guy you are!

The corners of Severn III's mouth twitched unnaturally, his anger was dispersed by shock, and he looked dumbfounded.

But Beverly's eyes lit up. If Ivo really married Barea, maybe Nafi could be returned to them.

Nafi has always been in the name of Caesar's fiancée, but she is very close to Ivo. She stays at the Harricon Defense Line as Ivo's assistant. Although no one cares about noble marriages during the war, the future head of the family's fiancée has nothing to do with other people. The close contact with the man made everyone in the Gold family feel it was inappropriate.

Caesar himself didn't care. He had no feelings for Nafi and respected Ivo's achievements.

Ivo's current status is too aloof. No one dares to protest against Ivo like before. They can only express their dissatisfaction in secret when chatting with the tribe in private.

Now Barea is eyeing Ivo, and Beverly sees hope.

Ivo couldn't laugh or cry, "Can you please stop joking?"

Awell put on a deep smile and said, "I hope to have a private chat with Ivo."

Severn III and Beverly looked at each other and left the camp, leaving Ivo and Aiweier alone.

Ivo smiled sweetly, slowly came to Ivo, and sat side by side with him on the hammock, rubbing shoulders and heels. The soft touch made Ivo take a breath, and he unnaturally distanced himself a little.

Aiweier tilted his head and stared straight at Ivo. His eyes were like the ripples on the lake in spring, which seemed to take away the soul. His long burgundy hair seemed to cover up the light in the tent, and his beautiful red lips Gently exhaling the fragrant breath, "Ivo..."

The tone at the end ticked upwards, immediately creating a provocative atmosphere.

Ivo's heart skipped a beat. This female leopard actually has such a tender side? !

My three views!

"What is your purpose?" Ivo swallowed, stabilized his mind, and withstood this sugar-coated bullet.

With a charming smile on Aiweier's face, he pointed his slender fingers on Ivo's chest. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it became more ambiguous. He exhaled like a blue breath, "I just fell in love with you..."

Ivo jumped up in a hurry and pretended to be serious: "If you keep talking nonsense, please get out."

Aiweier clicked her tongue twice, stopped her provocative smile, sat up straight, regained her noble air as a princess, and said calmly: "I don't want to marry Peidi."

Ivo frowned, sat on the chair, and looked at Elvir to continue.

Awell's tone was cold, "You know that my political marriage with Pedi was just a deal. He provided wealth to support the war, and I gave him status to develop the Chamber of Commerce. But when the war reached its most critical point, he actually threatened me to quit the army. When the dust of the war has settled, it’s time to settle this score.”

"Although he is my partner, he is too arrogant. A president of the Chamber of Commerce, does he really think he can influence the war in the kingdom? Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities. I will overturn the deal with him. He is nominally mine. Fiancé, but the royal family has not officially recognized his identity. As long as you marry me, he will get nothing, and you can get the support of Baria. With your status, Peidi dare not retaliate against you and can suppress Any dissatisfaction. You don’t have to worry about the impact of killing Mosaic. The Barians do hate you, but we Northlanders worship the strong."

Ivo understood that Aiweier was trying to burn bridges and wanted to kick Pedi out. He raised his eyebrows and said: "You don't have to choose me for marriage."

"Only a man who has defeated me is qualified to conquer me." Aiweier's eyes flashed, "I only accept you to sleep with me."

Ivo choked, being so straightforward caught him off guard.

"Are you going to agree or not?" Aiweier frowned and hummed: "What's the point of hesitating? It will only benefit you at all."

Ivo took a deep breath and shook his head, "Sorry, I don't agree."

Awell bit his lips and said angrily: "You don't take advantage of such a big deal, are you a man?"

Ivo just shook his head.

Avril clenched her fists. She thought that Ivo would most likely agree to him, not only to get the benefits of Barea, but also to get her. Although Avril didn't care about her appearance, she knew that she was really beautiful. Unexpectedly, Ivo was unmoved, which greatly hurt her self-esteem, but aroused her rebellious psychology, and said angrily: "I will formally make this request in the negotiation tomorrow, and you can't agree even if you don't agree!"

After saying that, Awell left the camp angrily.

Ivo had a terrible headache.

Is this a forced marriage?

After more than ten minutes, Severn III and Beverly, who had gone out for a walk, returned to the camp and asked, "How is the situation?"

Ivo said angrily: "A crazy woman, what else can I do? I'm going to sleep, you all go away."

The two left reluctantly.

That night, Ivo tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all. He didn't want to participate in tomorrow's negotiations at all, or else he would have to leave.

…

Despite all the reluctance, the next day's negotiation came on time.

The negotiation continued from where it ended yesterday. It was about a compensation from Renault. Prince Renault spent the whole night thinking about his rhetoric and speaking impassionedly. Halfway through, he found that Severn III's reaction was limited to "Well, ah. , Oh." Obviously distracted, Prince Renault noticed that Severn III's eyes frequently glanced at Aiweier.

Looking at Aiweier again, his eyes were always fixed on Ivo. As for Ivo... he looked at his second child with his eyes, nose, and heart. He was like an old monk in trance, not looking at anyone. Contrary to yesterday's aggressive attitude, he was as low-key as if he had changed. a person.

The atmosphere was extremely weird. Prince Renault felt that the people present seemed to have a strange tacit understanding, but he was an outsider who knew nothing about it.

Prince Renault simply sat down depressedly, and the negotiation table fell into silence for a while. It took ten seconds before Severn III came back to his senses and looked at Prince Renault in surprise, wondering why he didn't continue talking.

Prince Renault rolled his eyes.

Aiweier laughed, the sound was clear and crisp, but it made Ivo's heartstrings tighten suddenly, giving him an ominous premonition.

Awell stared at Ivo firmly, opened his red lips, and said slowly: "Ivo Harricon, don't you want to give me an explanation?"

Ivo touched his nose. This question made him look confused. What did he need to explain to Aiweier?

Everyone at the negotiating table stared at him, which made him feel uncomfortable. He coughed and said, "Princess Aiweier, what do you mean?"

"What...mean? Hahaha!" Aiweier suddenly laughed, but the smile was very distorted, as if she was laughing out of anger. She stared at Ivo and gritted her teeth and said: "You want to escape what you did to me last night?" Everything?!”

There was dead silence on the negotiating table, and strange eyes focused on Ivo.

Ivo looked confused.

Aiweier stood up suddenly, with tears in his eyes. He pointed at Ivo tremblingly, his tone was out of anger, "I discussed things with you last night, but you behaved like an animal to me. I am the Princess of Barea." How can you not allow you to play around at will! King of Laces, I want Ivo to give me an answer, or he will marry me, or Barea will fight again at all costs, until death!"

There was a huge uproar and everyone was stunned.

What fun did they miss last night? !

"Fuck you, second uncle!" Ivo suddenly swore.

Sister, don’t cause trouble for me!