I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 679

"Okay... okay... okay! You have guts. Your name is Elena, right? Don't think I don't know about you. You just bullied a wounded dragon. Do you really think you are an invincible dragon slayer?"

Simmons said "Okay" three times in a row. He was so angry that he laughed. He really didn't expect that there would be blind peers in the world who dared to provoke a platinum-level genius like him at such a young age.

Looking at the whole world, Simmons, if not the first or second, can at least be ranked in the top ten of many geniuses.

He even didn't take Emily, who defeated Elena at the exchange meeting and won the title of the first young genius of the country of Sorens, seriously.

He naturally wouldn't be afraid of Elena, a young practical teacher with the title of dragon slayer.

You have to know that when he was practicing in the country of Kamaray, his opponents were all kinds of practical teachers and practical geniuses, and his winning rate was always at the point of almost winning.

He didn't think that Elena would be stronger than his teachers in Kamare. Given their age, no matter how powerful Elena was, she couldn't exceed a certain value.

As a person who had received various rare props and herbs to assist his growth since childhood, Simmons had surpassed this value with all kinds of natural treasures and became a demon who was truly far superior to his peers.

What could an orphan adventurer born from a grassroots family, with no power, no influence, and no resources, compare with him.

"I accept your duel as an entertainment program tonight, and use your blood to pave the way for my future."

Simmons' personality could not refuse Elena's duel application. He wanted to use his own strength to let the other party understand how stupid it was to provoke him.

"Use a real sword or a wooden sword? I prefer a wooden sword. After all, it would be bad to scratch your beautiful face."

Simmons said with a wicked smile, but he directly took the sword handed over by his attendant. The sharp light reflected the lights of the ballroom. It was not an ordinary item at first glance.

"Whatever you want."

Elena said calmly, standing there with her arms folded across her chest. It didn't matter what weapon she used, he would try his best not to cause any casualties.

"Then I'll use a real sword, okay? Don't regret it."

"I said whatever you want, but before that I have to add some excitement to this duel. A simple sparring match is meaningless. If you lose, don't think about this so-called engagement. After all, if you really lose, you are not qualified to have any ideas about our princess."

In order to solve the problem once and for all, Elena took the initiative to propose a bet to prevent others from gossiping about Elena and kick Simmons out.

"Roar, you're quite talkative, but what if you lose?"

"Whatever you want."

It was the perfunctory words "whatever you want" again. Simmons became more and more annoyed the more he listened. From the beginning, this guy named Elena seemed to look down on him, which made him quite angry.

"You said it. If you lose, you have to give up your human identity and come to be my slave. You have to accept whatever I say!"

Since Elena was so arrogant, Simmons was not polite. He made some excessive demands as soon as he opened his mouth, and actually wanted Elena to be his slave.

"Simmons, you are too much. Elena is an important talent in my Kingdom of Solens, and she is not someone who can be easily made a slave!"

Augustine couldn't sit still after hearing this request, and he quickly shouted at Simmons.

In his opinion, Elena's winning rate was very low, and it was basically impossible for her to win Simmons. This bet was only about the marriage contract. Even if Elena lost, she would at most apologize, and at worst, she would kowtow in front of the other party.

But now Simmons actually wanted Elena to be his slave. If this fell into his hands, he dared not imagine what kind of treatment Elena would suffer.

"Excessive? What's excessive? This man insulted me, a prince. Taking someone's wife is like killing your father. I didn't take his life. You said I was excessive?"

Simmons was unhappy when he heard this. He thought he was the only one in the world. He didn't think his request was excessive at all. He even thought he was too "kind" and actually gave Elena a way to live.

"It's okay. I accept this proposal."

Elena had no objection to this. Anyway, he didn't think he would lose.

"Nonsense! Elena, don't be impulsive. Elena, you should persuade this guy. He should listen to you, right?"

Augustine was anxious. Although Elena was not as good as Simmons, he was also an important talent in the Kingdom of Solens. How could he be made a slave of another country for nothing?

Even if we don't talk about this,Augustine didn't want his daughter's friend to be treated inhumanely. In order to persuade Elena to come back, he even wanted Elena to persuade Elena.

"It's okay, father. Elena won't lose."

However, Elena's face didn't show any worry from the beginning. Even Elena's companions looked like they were watching a good show, as if they had never thought that Elena would lose.

Augustine's scalp was numb. If he didn't care about his image, he really wanted to scratch off all the hair on his head. Otherwise, he couldn't stop his severe headache.

Are these girls too superstitious about Elena? A priest who has just become a gold-level priest, even if he has supernatural abilities, can't compete with a platinum-level adventurer who is essentially a combat profession, right?

"Okay, if you have guts, don't regret it. I can't wait to see you and Alina kneeling in front of me to serve me, so let me make a quick decision!"

Simmons shouted excitedly, and even couldn't control his true thoughts and purpose.

The onlookers were surprised when they heard it. It turned out that this guy had set his sights on Elena. Isn't this taste a bit too unconventional?

But to be honest, Elena's face may not be worse than Elina in terms of femininity if she changes clothes and dresses up.

If you can really let the two "beauties" kneel in front of you to serve you, the picture is really beautiful and unimaginable. I'm afraid you will be satisfied and die without regrets, right?

Pulling away and posing, Simmons made a posture that he could attack at any time. With a smile on his face, he even had the leisure to talk to Elena.

"Do you need me to give you a move? But don't be afraid. Even if I cut off a part of your body, our priests can heal you. As for whether the cut part will remain, I can't guarantee it. After all, I don't need it at all."

Simmons can be said to be extremely arrogant. He can't see the future where he will lose.