Click.
With the door closed, Lorin collapsed into the chair like a pile of mud, completely devoid of dignity.
He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He savored the scene just now.
‘That Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist is simply a seductive fairy! It’s not that she flaunts herself like Laura, but that gentle yet distant, pure yet charming elegance, combined with a girl’s elf-like appearance and lively eyes—she’s far too beautiful. The Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist is just that; that bad woman Laura is not even worthy of comparison. If not for that green tea bitch’s thick skin, even one more glance standing together would shame her to death. No wonder in the past life so many people swarmed to her like cannon fodder, sending experience points, letting her show off and slap faces all the way.’
“Tsk tsk tsk. You sure have quite the luck with beauties, our worthless Young Master Lorin.”
A voice with a hint of mockery suddenly exploded deep in Lorin’s mind.
Buzzzzz—
The ancient black ring on Lorin’s right index finger slowly seeped strands of blood mist. The blood mist quickly wove together in midair, and a petite girl in a dignified dark red Gothic dress walked out of the fog.
This was Lilith, the Vampire Ancestor who dwelled in the ring. As soon as the sun began to set outside the window, she came out, and now she was in a completely arrogant, bratty loli demeanor.
She floated extremely insolently in midair, crossing her small legs wrapped in pure white knee-high socks, swinging them back and forth. From her rosy lips, two sharp, cute little fangs peeked out.
“In just a few days, you’ve actually encountered three once-in-a-century genius beauties in a row.”
Lilith flapped her black wings, arrogantly circling around the top of Lorin’s head, flying in a loop, giggling.
“With this luck, anyone who didn’t know would think you’re a master of romance, ahahahahaha.” The silver-haired vampire laughed heartily in the air.
“Small fry, you’re such a small fry. Little Kitchen Man Lorin, don’t you want to beg the great Lady Lilith to teach you how to chase girls?” As she grinned, her slender feet wrapped in white knee-high socks swayed smugly.
Lorin rolled his eyes at her, too tired to argue with Lilith.
‘Three genius girls?
‘That Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist, the blonde jock, definitely counts as one.
‘His good childhood friend Alice is also certainly a genius among geniuses.
‘So who is the third one?’ Lorin was stunned. ‘Could I have met another Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist these past few days?’
“Could I actually be a genius?” Lorin asked.
“Hah?”
The vampire loli in midair exaggeratedly widened her ruby-like eyes.
She flew directly in front of Lorin, hands on her hips in an extremely arrogant pose, looking down at him as if he were an idiot.
“Did garlic smoke blind your eyes?!”
Lilith proudly puffed out her chest, which had remained flat and undeveloped for thousands of years.
“It’s me! A genius beauty, of course it’s me, Lady Lilith!”
Lorin was speechless. He now wanted to pull this broken ring off his index finger and throw it, along with this narcissistic little brat, into the moat of the royal capital.
“Knock, knock.”
Two very regular knocks interrupted the exchange between Lorin and Lilith.
“Tch. Boring mortals are here.”
Lilith pouted in extreme displeasure. She turned into a crimson streak of light and drilled back into the black ring, disappearing completely.
The study door slowly swung open.
Martha, wearing a well-tailored black-and-white maid uniform, entered carrying a serving tray.
This head maid, who had worked in the palace for over a decade, looked at Lorin still collapsed in the chair. In her usually stern eyes flashed a trace of emotion.
“Young Master Lorin, Her Highness Princess Alice has gone to the side hall to change.”
Martha walked to the desk and methodically cleaned up the snack boxes Lorin had messed up.
“Her Highness specifically instructed me to have you stay right here. You are not to go anywhere. You will dine with her tonight.”
Lorin smiled and nodded. “I understand, Martha. Look, even if I wanted to run, I couldn’t. I can’t run either.”
Martha neatly loaded the cups into the tray and lowered her voice. “Young Master Lorin, you’ve changed quite a bit.”
Lorin scratched his head.
“Changed? Where? Could it be that this face has become so handsome that even Martha, who watched me and Alice grow up, feels her heart flutter?”
“Heh.”
Martha let out a soft laugh.
She stopped what she was doing, turned around, and looked seriously at Lorin.
“Before, your eyes seemed to hold only that woman Laura. Timid and full of self-pity.”
Martha’s voice softened. At that moment, her eyes held a hint of helplessness, like an older sister looking at a mischievous younger brother.
“Back then, you were like a fool completely lost in thick fog, making one feel frustrated that you wouldn’t improve.”
She paused. Her gaze fell on Lorin’s delicate face.
A relieved smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
“But now, even though you’re still a troublemaker at heart, you’ve finally become a true Duke’s descendant, one who carries the proud blood of the Morsat family.”
Lorin scratched his head again, a bit embarrassed, his heart a mix of emotions.
“There’s one more thing. Maybe I shouldn’t bring it up.”
Martha’s expression turned serious as she spoke earnestly.
“Although Her Highness Princess Alice can be sharp-tongued sometimes and a bit stubborn, she has always valued your friendship deeply in her heart.”
“Do you remember? Last month, for that Laura, you actually abandoned the monthly dinner appointment with the Princess.”
“That day, Her Highness sat alone at the long table waiting for you. She waited until all the carefully prepared dishes had gone cold, until even the hot soup had formed a thin layer of film!”
“Afterward, she locked herself in her room alone.”
“I saw through the crack in the door, her eyes red, standing in front of the full-length mirror. She first angrily called you a big idiot, a fool. But then, still red-eyed, she practiced for a very long time in front of the mirror how to forgive you the next day. And she forbade any of the maids from speaking of this matter.”
Lorin opened his mouth, his heart feeling as bitter as biting into a lemon.
‘In my past life, just how wonderful a girl did I hurt?’
“So, Young Master Lorin.”
Martha stepped closer to him, her tone turning earnest.
“From now on, no matter what, please don’t keep Her Highness waiting that long again.”
Suddenly, light footsteps approached from afar, and the study door was shoved open with a bang.
“Stupid Lorin, I had the maids make extra dinner today. You have to eat it all.”
Alice, now in a brand-new dress, filled Lorin’s entire view.
Her hair, the color of cherry blossoms, cascaded like a waterfall in strands down to the girl’s pale collarbone. A pure white dress perfectly highlighted her graceful curves.
“What are you gaping at?!”
Alice snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and lifted her slender neck like a proud white swan.
“It’s time for dinner! Do I have to feed you myself, stupid Lorin!”
The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the corridor, turning into patches of scattered gold on the floor.
The boy and the girl walked side by side, their shadows intertwined and overlapping in the orange-red sunset.