At the inn, Edgar looked at the message on the communicator and smiled, saying, "Flame Family, I hope you have some self-awareness, otherwise I don't mind making you disappear!"
The next morning, Alice came to visit with Anthony. Edgar sat in the living room, holding Alda's small hand, and smiled at Alice as he asked, "Where is Nicole?"
"Nicole is feeling a little unwell and is resting!" Alice's eyelid twitched, and she had a bad feeling. She hurried to explain.
Edgar raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with malice, and smiled as he said, "Unwell? Should I send a doctor to take a look?"
"No, thank you," Alice smiled, feeling that Edgar seemed to know something.
Edgar didn't dwell on the issue, looking at Alice and Anthony and gently asking, "What brings you here now? I think we can just say it outright."
Anthony frowned, but managed to hide it well, thinking to himself, "This prince seems to be more complicated than I thought. It seems that he knows all our cards, and this negotiation is going to be very difficult!"
"In that case, I'll just come right out with it! Your Highness should know that our country has been having some trouble recently. Many of our elf trees are dying, and I was hoping that your tree elf friends could help take a look!" Alice stared at Edgar with big eyes, eagerly waiting for his answer.
"No problem!" Edgar smiled and readily agreed.
This was not because Edgar was kind-hearted. Regarding the crisis of the elf tree in the Morning Star Elf Kingdom this time, Edgar had specifically consulted the chief of the tree elf tribe, Lirun. According to Lirun, this crisis of the elf tree had occurred before. It was not a simple matter to treat the elf tree. A few tree elves could only diagnose the cause of the disease, but they could not treat the tree. Edgar was like a hospital in the previous life, seeing a doctor was not the main source of income, selling medicine was.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Alice and Anthony were both greatly surprised. They never expected that Edgar would agree so readily. This made Alice feel unreal.
"There will be a wine party in the evening. I hope Your Highness can attend!" Alice smiled lightly and handed Edgar an invitation.
"I will be there on time!" Edgar took the invitation and opened it to look at it. Then he passed it to Reno.
At seven fifteen in the evening, Edgar's carriage arrived at the city lord's mansion. There were already servants waiting to greet them, who led Edgar and his party towards the ballroom.
Hearing the announcement, Alice, Nicole, and Anthony came out to welcome Edgar and his party. Edgar was accompanied by Alda, Oswin, and Captain Cain, among other senior officers.
As Edgar arrived, the assembly hall fell silent, and no one knew what his status was to warrant a joint welcome from the city's lord and princess. However, there were also well-informed individuals who knew that Edgar was the owner of the huge warships outside the port.
"Please quiet down for a moment! Now, I'd like to introduce this person. He is the prince of the Star Kingdom!" Anthony walked up to the podium and looked down at the elves, speaking slowly.
"The Star Kingdom? What country is that? I've never heard of it!" The elves began to murmur, questioning whether Edgar's prince status was real or not, and why he was here.
"The Star Kingdom is a country overseas, so of course you haven't heard of it. But the huge warships outside the port are from the Star Kingdom," Anthony's words caused everyone to marvel. Yesterday, the sudden appearance of huge warships at the port had frightened many people, and now they finally knew who they belonged to.
"I also have a better announcement to make!" Anthony paused for a moment, then continued, "Edgar Now, the strange prince has a tree spirit, and is willing to help the spirit. This is simply too exciting.
"Now, the ball begins! Have fun!" Anthony was satisfied with everyone's performance and smiled, stepping back.
Edgar was undoubtedly the focus of the ball, with countless beautiful women coming over to ask him to dance the first dance. Unfortunately, Edgar had never learned to dance, so he had to decline all of them with the excuse of cultural differences.
"Nicole, why don't you go dancing?" Edgar sat in a corner of the dance floor, watching the men and women dancing gracefully, and smiled at Nicole sitting beside him and asked.
"I don't want to, Edgar. I used to..." Nicole blushed and sat beside Edgar, hesitating whether to say it out.
"Used to what?" Edgar smiled, looking at the cute little girl with a blushing face, and gently asked. On the other hand, Alda was also very curious and stared at Nicole motionlessly.
"I used to be betrothed at birth!" Nicole finally gathered up the courage after half a day, blushing and said it out. Alda listened, and her face showed a momentary shock, but was about to react when she was stopped by Edgar.
"Do you like him?" Edgar looked at Nicole coldly and already knew the answer.
Nicole heard Edgar's cold words, her heart jumped, red-eyed and looked at Edgar, crying and explained, "I don't like him! That jerk, he wants me to marry him!" Edgar had already found out during the day that the man who was engaged to Nicole was the youngest son of the Flame family, Lord Lys Flame. Lord Lys Flame was a complete wastrel, a spoiled brat, and a good-for-nothing, and Nicole did not like him at all - in fact, she hated him.
"You don't have to do it if you don't want to, believe me!" Edgar had already guessed that this would be the result, and he gently wiped the little girl's tear with his lips and held her in his arms, speaking softly.
"Prince, I didn't expect to find you enjoying the company of a beautiful woman here!" Antony walked over with a glass of wine in hand, and raised his glass to Edgar.
"The city mayor has really done me in! I should have learned some social dancing!" Edgar laughed and raised his glass to Antony, speaking softly.
"Prince, that's not right. Look at your servants - they're all experts, and I don't see why you haven't learned any!" Antony couldn't believe it - Edgar really didn't know how to dance, but what was strange was that all of Edgar's servants were experts.
"The city mayor didn't notice," Edgar pointed to his head and eyes, then to Alda and Oswin, who were slowly sipping their wine. Antony finally realized that Edgar and his companions all had black eyes, black hair, and yellow skin, while none of the people who had gone dancing had that.
"Antony uncle, Prince!" Alice finished her first dance and walked over to the corner, picking up her glass and gently toasting Edgar. Edgar awkwardly smiled, as Alice had originally invited him to dance with her, but he had made a series of embarrassing mistakes.
"Prince, let me introduce you to Joseph Allison," Anthony smiled and called over a human, explaining to Edgar.
"Human, I never thought I'd see a human here," Edgar looked at Joseph Allison and thought to himself, "It seems that elves are not a monolithic group, but this Joseph is quite impressive, as he is able to attend an elven high-end wine party!"
"Joseph is a friend of the elves!" Anthony looked at Joseph and took a sip of his drink, smiling and said.
"Your Majesty is too kind! I am just a businessman," Joseph always seemed to have a smile on his face, and he showed no sign of being affected by Anthony's words.
"Anyone who can appear here is not a simple businessman. I'll give you a toast," Edgar smiled and took the glass, gently saying to Joseph. Joseph did not hesitate, picking up his glass and drinking the entire contents.
Then, Alice and Anthony began introducing Edgar to various people. Those who could attend this cocktail party were all of high status, Edgar drank cup after cup, eventually getting drunk and hurriedly pushed Oswin to the forefront, pulling Alda and Nicole along with him, talking in a low voice in the corner.
"Where is this? I'm so thirsty. Hmm, what's this soft thing?" Edgar slowly came to his senses, feeling his throat dry, he reached out and suddenly felt a soft, warm thing.
Edgar was startled, turning on the light he found Alda was sleeping in her clothes beside him. Edgar looked at the sleeping Alda, feeling a moment of astonishment. Alda was not wearing her favorite long-sleeved flowing skirt, now she was wearing a white long dress, her long hair was messy on the bed, and her delicate face looked even more beautiful under the magic lamp's light.
Edgar didn't care about his thirst anymore, he lay down in front of Alda, staring blankly at the beautiful face. In his mind, he screamed "This beautiful woman is mine!"
With the courage boosted by alcohol, Edgar, who had never dared to take any action in the past, had a thought screaming in his mind "Push her, push her! Don't you want to be even lower than an animal? In this situation, if you can't control yourself, you're not a man, castrate yourself, so as not to shame all the fellow time-travelers!" The thought once arising could no longer be suppressed, Edgar gently got out of bed, closed the door, turned off the communicator, and then crept back onto the bed and gently untied Alda's skirt. Edgar tentatively touched her arm with his elbow, but received no response; he moved further up and touched her breast, and Alda's chest moved forward slightly, rubbing against Edgar's elbow, and her breathing quickened.
After a moment, Alda still showed no reaction. Edgar was secretly delighted, and carefully turned Alda over and gently removed her skirt, leaving her with only two points of clothing. Her thin bra barely covered her full breasts, her flat stomach, her smooth belly, her curvy and long legs, and her white and tempting full breasts made Edgar itch with desire.
Looking at her pretty face, white skin, and towering and seductive pink peaks, Edgar could no longer hold back. He took off his clothes and removed the last two points of clothing on Alda's body.
"King Brother..." Alda woke up sometime later, her face flushed with red. When had a shy girl ever been so openly admired, let alone by the King Brother she had always liked.
"Alda, be my bride tonight!" Edgar rushed over and kissed Alda's lips, conquering and exploring her mouth, and sucking her saliva. A pair of hands also held tightly two peaks, Alda's breasts were not large but just right, holding them felt satisfying.
The big tongue abandoned the lips and went down to kiss the neck, then the breasts. And once the hands found a new target, they crossed over the flat belly and reached the young girl's locked and mysterious area.
Alda was confused in her heart, not knowing what she was doing, but instinctively responding. Edgar had a lot of theoretical knowledge, but it was also his first time. Two young bodies. Two hearts beating wildly, searching for each other's rhythm. After some fumbling, they finally found each other without any gaps. With two drops of clear tears, the girl grew up in an instant.