What Do You Mean, This Is a Surprise?

Outlook III, who had long suffered from never having a chance to speak with a Celestial Dragon, was thrilled beyond measure. He felt that the peak of his life was about to arrive.

"My lord, what can I do for you? Just give the word, and I'll climb mountains of blades or cross seas of fire. Even if it costs me my life, I'll get it done!"

"Good. After I rest for a while, I'll be staying at your house tonight," Charlos said indifferently.

The moment those words came out, Pattchulia's face darkened. He was the king, so why? Why was Saint Charlos going to rest at Outlook III's shitty house? Shouldn't he be staying in the royal palace?

Charlos's decision completely ruined Pattchulia's carefully prepared plans. He had originally intended to use this opportunity to send the slaves he had already selected to Charlos, including one of his most beautiful wives!

"Outlook III really stepped in shit!"

"He managed to latch onto a Celestial Dragon. He's going to prosper from now on!"

"Why couldn't it have been me? I'm so pissed!"

"What are you pissed about? I'd want Lord Charlos to come to my house too. What an incredible honor that would be!"

The nobles below discussed it among themselves, their voices filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred toward Outlook III.

"Looks like I can only change the plan!"

Pattchulia composed himself and said to Shalria, "Lady Shalria, I have already prepared accommodations for you. Shall I take you there now?"

Since Charlos was out of the question, Pattchulia could only activate Plan B: win over Shalria!

"My sister is obviously staying with me!" Before Shalria could speak, Charlos said unhappily from beside her. His voice was slightly low as he made a show of smashing the bowl onto