The elven merchant who was driving by saw Cervantes and hurriedly greeted: "Your Excellency, is it okay now?"

Hearing this shout, Cervantes stopped, immediately shook his head, sneered, and said, "What can I do with me? By the way, what are you transporting this trip? Look in your direction, not the direction of the mall?"

The elven merchant glanced over his left shoulder with a strange expression, "Ah...... It was the seeds that were transported, and some time ago the chief servant of Serena added a batch of orders, after all, it was not only Wende City that needed these plants, but other cities needed them. Look, I'm on my way to City Hall right now!"

Cervantes let out an "oh" and looked suspiciously at the elven merchant in front of him.

"I don't know if it's my delusion......" Cervantes frowned slightly, wondering, "Why do I feel that some people have been looking at me differently lately?"

Then he was keenly aware of the cold sweat on the forehead of the elven merchant sitting on the deer cart, and he became even more suspicious.

Recently, there have always been people who don't look at him rightly, but he didn't think it was a big deal before, so he didn't pay attention to it, but now, even if he doesn't want to pay attention to it.

Joanna sat on her father's broad left shoulder, dangling her two calves, her tail hanging behind her and flicking slightly, her curious gaze falling on the elven merchant's ear.

Although she had seen many elves, she had never understood why their ears were longer than the average human ear—neither of her mothers had taught her this, nor had her father.

The elven merchant had already sensed that something was wrong from the moment Cervantes spoke, and when he asked that question, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the end.

Thinking like this, he glanced at Cervantes' left shoulder again, and this time Cervantes did, and his eyes went blank.

"That's so, Your Excellency......," said the elven merchant, his eyes flickering, and he said hesitantly, "there is now a rumor circulating among our people, that is, that you and the Lady of Fortune are ...... crown."

"What's wrong with Latinia and me?" Cervantes asked, nodding.

"Yes, yes...... "The elf merchant "had" for a long time, but he couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

Looking at his swaying appearance, Cervantes suddenly laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "What's there?"

The elven merchant swallowed, looked at the smiling expression on the Grand Duke's face, and looked at the people around him who had noticed what seemed to be going on here, thinking that he shouldn't have said such a thing in such a place.

Therefore, he begged in a low voice: "Your Excellency, shall we talk in another place?"

Cervantes was a little dissatisfied, "Is there anything you can't say here? besides, what can I do with that?"

Hearing him say this, Joanna was a little unhappy and tugged at one of his horns.

The elven merchant sighed secretly, he didn't expect this black dragon grand duke to be so frank, maybe they really thought too much, maybe the chief servant of Serena acquiesced to this matter? After all, the grand duke of the black dragon also likes to take the child out to hang around all day long, it must be a lie to say that the news did not reach the head maid of Serena......

"They say there is a ...... between you and the Lady of Fortune," the elven merchant hesitated for a moment, and properly weighed his words, "there is an impure relationship between men and women!"

Cervantes was stunned on the spot.

Where did this elf learn this, and how did he have an impure relationship with Latinia's mother?

Although the elven merchant's voice was low, there were many people next to him who listened attentively, wanting to hear what was going on, but they never expected that the news would be so powerful!

The surrounding crowd was in an uproar, who in Wende City didn't know that their lord and the maid were a couple?

"Joanna, tell me what's going on......"

Cervantes was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law, but when he saw Joanna's ignorant appearance, he instantly understood.

............

"Latinia, where is Latina?"

The old Pope looked back helplessly, and the only one who dared to call Lady Fortune that was the only one in this place who dared to call Lady Fortune that.

Cervantes strode into the backyard of the Temple of Fortune, and when he walked down the corridor, he saw the Pope of Latinia at a glance, and his eyes lit up, and he walked over and asked, "Adam boy, where is Latinia?"

The old Pope was even more helpless, because in terms of age, it was okay for this Black Dragon Grand Duke to call him so, but he was now a one-person Pope after all, and from the point of view of appearance, this Black Dragon Grand Duke was much younger than him, and he always felt a little awkward when he heard this title.

"My lord, she ......"

Before the old Pope could reply, another voice sounded from the other side of the corridor: "What is it called?

Adam took a deep breath and clutched the scepter in his hand, otherwise he would have felt like he would have been drawn unconscious.

Joanna looked at her biological mother a few times in confusion, and then lowered her head to look at her father a few times, a little distressed, why did they always quarrel as soon as they met?

Seeing the old Pope standing aside with a painful expression, Latinia thought for a moment and restrained herself a little.

Glancing at the black dragon, she took a light breath and asked, "What's the matter? Why did a few of my disciples mention that there is a ...... between me and you when they prayed to me just now?" An impure relationship between a man and a woman?"

The old pope on the side stared, only felt a sudden pain in his heart, and almost pulled it over, but fortunately, the priest standing on the side skillfully took out the fast-acting heart-saving pill and poured it into him.

Both Cervantes and Latinia were drawn to it, and it took a while for the old Pope to relent, and the first thing he did when he recovered was to ask his faith: "My lord, has it really happened between you and His Excellency the Grand Duke, and if so, is it too late for us to make up the wedding?"

The black dragon and the goddess quickly glanced at each other and sneered at the same time.

"Just this stupid dragon?"

"That's it?"

The priest standing next to him had his head slightly down, and as the Pope's assistant, he knew from the beginning that sometimes it was better to pretend to be deaf, blind and dumb.

Hearing this, the old pope made up his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he suddenly remembered a question - how did this news get out?

"It's all your fault!"

The old pope was still thinking about that question, and Cervantes glared at Latinia with disdain and said, "If you hadn't released Joanna's news to the public, how could there be so many things now?"

"Why do you blame me?" Latinia was furious when he said this, "Didn't you think of this question?"

Cervantes was speechless and pondered for a moment, "It's your fault!"

The old Pope suddenly raised his head, and noticed that the goddess had a tendency to have a seizure, and hurriedly interrupted: "What should we do now?"

The most important thing now is how to deal with this matter, although this matter does not have a big impact, but as long as it spreads, it will be a joke!

If nothing else, just a rich lady and Serena's maid head 'snatching men' or something, as long as it gets out, it's a joke, and I'm afraid it will be used as an after-dinner conversation.

People in this era are very bored, and they can talk about this one thing for at least ten years.

Latinia thought for a while, and finally sighed helplessly: "Announce Joanna's existence, but, to emphasize, Joanna is not the daughter of me and this stupid dragon, but the daughter of me and Sera!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cervantes couldn't help but grin, and Latinia grimaced in return.

But it was probably just a joke, and she couldn't have said that......