In the restaurant of the hotel, Mr. Cyclone and Daniel were discussing their upcoming itinerary.

It was already dark, and the first banquet had already ended.

"Brother Mr. Cyclone, the day after tomorrow..."

"I refuse!"

"Hey, let me finish..."

"I refuse! I won't go even if I die!"

The two stared at each other, each with a determined look in their eyes.

Daniel pushed his glasses and said gently, "I really don't understand. Princess Elyse is so perfect, with her appearance and figure. Didn't Brother Mr. Cyclone say he wanted to...you know?"

Ignoring Daniel's gentle tone, Mr. Cyclone interrupted, "Enough!"

Faced with Mr. Cyclone's firm refusal, Daniel slapped the table with both hands, even shaking the two cups on the table twice.

"You tell me! Isn't Princess Elyse perfect?! As a man, can you honestly say you have no reaction to her?"

"Hmph! I have a reaction, so what?"

"Admit it then! So why..."

This time, Mr. Cyclone also slammed the table with one hand, even harder than Daniel.

"Damn it, Daniel! Do you dare to pretend in front of me when you clearly saw it?!"

Daniel paused and stared at Mr. Cyclone with unwavering determination.

"I only saw the beautiful Princess Elyse, that's all!"

"Then go ahead, you've already made a move on her!"

Mr. Cyclone countered, and Daniel's determined gaze instantly vanished, and a smile unintentionally appeared on his face.

"Cough...Brother Mr. Cyclone! Have you forgotten your responsibility as the hero of Allen?!"

"Damn it! Don't change the subject!"

Daniel leaned forward, one hand crossed over the table and rested on Mr. Cyclone's shoulder.

"Brother Mr. Cyclone! Once you conquer Princess Elyse's heart, her body belongs to you!"

"Hey, hey, have you gotten used to ignoring me?"

Daniel then placed his other hand on Mr. Cyclone's other shoulder.

"Just because you got stepped on a few times? How can you easily give up on playing with that body?!"

"Damn it! You really saw that?!"

Having been exposed by Mr. Cyclone, Daniel's gaze shifted slightly away.

Of course, Mr. Cyclone wouldn't admit defeat. As a man, he also had his own bottom line.

"It seems that Brother Mr. Cyclone is not simply a lustful person~"

"Tch! Don't lump me together with those idiots in those stupid stories!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Even if that perverted woman has a perfect score of 100, my Little Dragon has a 99. One is a dessert, and the other is a poison. Only an idiot would choose the latter!"

"Because it's poison, it can also make people addicted!"

"Damn it! Stop deceiving me with your devilry. King Allen has never forced anyone to attend banquets. As long as I don't go, you'll never have a chance to coerce me!"

"Oh dear! Brother Mr. Cyclone is actually using his brain this time?!"

Mr. Cyclone looked at Daniel with a caring and foolish look in his eyes, without saying a word, finally making Daniel take it a bit more seriously.

"Okay, okay, if Brother Mr. Cyclone doesn't want to go, then I won't force you."

"Oh! You're giving up?"

Mr. Cyclone asked to confirm.

"Yes, since Brother Mr. Cyclone is so adamant in refusing, I don't want to be pushy either."

No, Daniel was not the type to give up easily. There must be something behind this.

Mr. Cyclone dared not relax. Although he had gotten to know the person in front of him quite well, Daniel's thoughts were still a mystery.

"I'll just listen to you for now."

"That's enough, Brother Mr. Cyclone. Since you won't go to the princess's banquet, then let's go somewhere else.""Another place?" Daniel said, setting down his glasses.

"Yes, it's mostly nobles at the banquet, but I also want to interact with the merchants of Twilight City. So, Mr. Cyclone, why don't you go and see them and help establish trade between Arlen City and Twilight City?"

"Oh, I see. That sounds good," Mr. Cyclone replied.

And so, Mr. Cyclone and Daniel reached an agreement.