“That won’t do!”
The Pope shook her snow-white finger and said to Alice on the other side of the screen.
“Speaking of which, little Alice, have you been paying too much attention to that brat Luo Lin lately? I know, it makes you happy that your childhood friend has returned to the right path, but you can’t meddle in everything! You’re worrying about him almost as much as his mother would.”
The Pope withdrew that doting expression, straightened her face, and continued: “I know, little Alice, although you seem cold on the surface, you’re actually a very caring child who values relationships.
But don’t you think your kindness toward Luo Lin has crossed the line of childhood friendship? You don’t have feelings for that idiot, do you?”
“Aunt! I, I just want to help him and Youfei! And…”
Thinking of the matter at hand, Princess Alice’s face shed its girlish shyness. Her sakura-colored eyes stared straight at the Pope across the communication crystal, then she analyzed seriously:
“From the standpoint of the Papal State’s princess, that ambitious Emperor Carlos bringing up this marriage now might be a scheme targeting our Papal State. After all, we cannot ignore that the Mosaat and Ruels families are the most powerful nobles in their respective countries second only to the royal family.”
On the other side of the communication crystal, Ailin Aksia gently placed her hand on her pale thigh. Her peach-blossom eyes smiled as she watched her niece’s logical analysis. She couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. She’s really grown up. The little girl who used to tug at her sleeve and ask for hugs from her aunt has become a qualified princess.
“Aunt, Aunt, Your Holiness, are you even listening?”
Seeing the elder suddenly silent, just smiling at her, Alice couldn’t help but repeatedly call out to remind her.
“Mmhm, of course Aunt is listening. Little Alice can call me ‘Aunt’ a few more times. Aunt likes it very much!”
Seeing her niece acting like a little adult, the Pope’s eyes sparkled, and she couldn’t resist teasing her serious little princess.
“Oh my, I thought little Alice was so anxious because the person she likes was about to be taken away by another woman. But it turns out our princess cares so much about the country’s welfare! Boohoo, Aunt is so relieved!”
“Hah, I, I never said I like that big idiot!”
Seeing her little princess’s face flushed red with anxiety, and she couldn’t help shaking her head and punching the air, the Pope sighed helplessly.
‘Stupid niece, you’ve secretly read so many romance novels, don’t you know that those childhood friends who were originally far ahead often end up losing to other women because of their tsundere attitude?’
‘Oh well, oh well. The child has grown up and has her own ideas. Let her be.’
Moreover, she and Fuluola had already taken precautions against the Carlos Empire, which was constantly plagued by internal strife yet still expanding outward.
But she didn’t expect that the Crippled King had left behind the hidden danger of this marriage contract. However, it didn’t matter. The Papal State didn’t care about a piece of paper.
Truth only lies within the range of magic.
If the Carlos Empire was really so ignorant, thinking it could use this marriage contract to cause trouble, then they were dreaming. On the Sera Continent, only strength is the sole truth.
“Alright, little Alice, your aunt has to go do her papal duties now. If you really want to cancel this marriage contract, then let Luo Lin come and tell me himself. Don’t make all the decisions for him like a mother. If he can’t even solve such a small problem himself, then he doesn’t deserve to be the future pope’s husband!”
After saying that, without giving Alice, who was puffing out her jade-like cheeks, a chance to respond, our Pope directly cut off the communication and elegantly left the study in her high heels.
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“Hehehe, Young Master, I’m your best subordinate. Brother Liya is not hehehe, Young Master…”
Slap
Suddenly, the thick quilt covering Niu Zi was yanked open by a large hand. The glaring sunlight stabbed into his eyes like a sword, cutting him off from his sweet dream.
“Ooooh!” Immediately, a scream like a pig being slaughtered rang out from the bed.
“Ji Boqi Sails, you’re sleeping quite soundly! Young Master Luo Lin has already been up and practicing swordsmanship all morning, and you’re still asleep!”
Waking up from his dream, Niu Zi heard Butler Sails’ angry rebuke. He scratched his head awkwardly, not daring to meet his father’s stern gaze.
Yesterday, because he was frightened by Lucia’s terrifying pressure, he didn’t dare close his eyes all night. It wasn’t until dawn, when he was too tired, that he finally dared to close his eyes, so today he unsurprisingly overslept. But as soon as he woke up, he immediately caught the key information.
“What? Young Master is practicing swords! I have to go pour water for the Young Master immediately! What if the Young Master gets thirsty or hungry?!”
Watching his son race downstairs, Butler Sails also looked helpless. Sigh, Niu Zi is loyal, but his intelligence… well, it’s a bit… Sigh. How can he follow the Young Master to Sera Academy to continue serving him?
Under a clear sky, on the training grounds of the Mosaat family, two figures, one black and one white, clashed swords.
Bang! The wooden sword in Luo Lin’s hand was knocked away again by the stunning golden Miss Fairy in front of him.
“Again, again!”
Luo Lin stubbornly wanted to pick up the wooden sword and continue challenging the Miss Fairy before him.
“If you want to conquer me, use your strength.”
The girl’s words from last night were like a light guiding Luo Lin forward.
After waking up from Lilith’s hypnosis last night, he felt as if a light had dawned on him. Since he was no longer the same idiot Luo Lin, and Lucia was not the cruel princess he imagined, then…
‘A man born between heaven and earth, how can he long remain beneath others?’
‘I, Luo Lin, as a man, will win back Lucia fair and square and restore the glory of men.’
Thinking this, the youth felt as if he were the protagonist of a hot-blooded novel, full of power. He drew his sword and charged at the Miss Fairy.
Slap
But reality was that before he could even finish his monologue, he was knocked to the ground again by the golden Miss Fairy’s elegant sword swing.
One swing shattered the hot-blooded spirit. Luo Lin lay on the ground, looking up at Lucia’s tall, graceful figure. ‘The Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist is indeed the Heaven’s Chosen Female Protagonist. Not only did she not sweat, she wasn’t even breathing hard!’
And Lucia sparring with him—no, she was purely stomping him for the entire morning without even using a second move.
Lying on the ground, his limbs numb, Luo Lin only felt that this beating had completely awakened him from the hypnosis of that minor bat Lilith. ‘Indeed, people need self-awareness. From now on, I must be more cautious!’