· The Beginning of the Plan

The Elven Kingdom of Elven Gard.

At that moment, in a room in the capital reserved for the highest-ranking noble houses, Lax sat on a sofa, gently swirling the wineglass in his hand. The crimson liquor sloshed within a cup made entirely of top-grade crystal, while beside Lax stood twin sisters in maid outfits, smiling softly.

Behind the three of them, silver-white moonlight shone through the window and fell over their bodies. A huge moon hung high in the sky, and combined with the dim lighting in the room, the scene made him look every bit like a top-tier Villain.

"I'm serious, Lax. Can you act normal next time?"

Across from him, Clammy stared at Lax and the twin sisters in maid outfits, her face dark as she forced down her anger. Leaving Lax aside, the two of you used to be young ladies from one of the Elves' most prestigious noble houses. How long had it been, and you had already become like this?

Besides, every time we meet, it's like this. Don't you ever get tired of it?

"Normal? Isn't this perfectly normal? You know, to everyone else, you and I are rivals who can't stand each other, Clammy. So if the two of us meet, shouldn't there be a little atmosphere?"

Lax slowly raised the wineglass in his hand and took a small sip, looking at the speechless Clammy before him with a faint wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. If a transmigrator saw Lax like this right now, they would definitely suck in a cold breath and say: the Dragon King's crooked smile—terrifying indeed.

"Forget it!"

Clammy looked helplessly at the twin sisters obediently pouring wine for Lax, then at Lax, who was still giving her that Dragon King crooked smile. She no longer