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It seemed like the woman in front of him was planning to do something tremendous.
Indeed, it was crazy to suddenly want to become the emperor and ask the Lord of the Magic Tower a bet. He couldn’t believe there are people who decide on something calmly, even with their lives at stake.
It’s absurd. But…
His face, which had been dissatisfied a while ago, now has a subtle smile.
She’s an interesting woman.
‘Not like her brothers.’
She has spirit, calmness, and a plan. Armed with a keen sense, she’s different from Luciano, who would wake up, avoid challenges, and struggle with his worries until before he fell asleep.
One might not know, but under that calm look, there might be a burning fireball of ambition hidden. Besides, despite being coaxed, the high-nosed Anakin Wallow cherishes this woman.
No, is it obey?
(T/N: The word used can also be translated as like, but follow/obey more commonly used.)
A small wave broke out in his mind. Whether it was just greed for Arnoa’s soul stone, curiosity to watch her, or for any other reason, he himself doesn’t know.
But everything about Arnoa stimulated Bel’s interest.
Bel’s smile grew deeper. His gaze fixed on Arnoa did not fall, even for a second.
“Fine. I’ll delay delivering the obituary for a month.”
When Bel blurted out, Arnoa’s face brightened.
It was a clear yes.
“There is quite a distance from the empire, so no one else can deliver the obituary within that time.”
He made up his mind earlier. Perhaps watching how this plan works out would be more enjoyable than taking a nap in his estate.
Bel raised his head, thinking deeply about that little strange idea.
Arnoa gently closed her eyes once and opened them again.
“Well, shall we start with the first plan?”
Her voice was as cheerful as ever. Her gaze towards the fireplace now turned to Bel. She was looking directly at him.
Bel wasn’t used to that gaze. As far as he remembers, there was only Anakin, who could look at him, the Lord of the Magic Tower, with such an equal eye.
“A month…”
Arnoa let out a small breath.
A month from now. She would shake off Vainas from head to toe. Make him think he can’t live with such a villain anymore.
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“You bitch! How dare you seduce His Highness? With his dazzling appearance, the only person in the world who can sit next to him is I, Irnia!”
The male protagonist cried out mournfully, ‘This cursive fate that separates us!’, even though there’s no one separating them.
The female protagonist shed tears and only pleaded from beginning to end.
‘If I can’t have it, I’ll destroy it!’ was what the crazy villainess screamed.
The storyline was lackadaisical as it follows the trend of a royal love triangle, which has been popular for nearly two years.
‘This trend will never end.’
In this play, the scriptwriter’s only fresh attempt was the setup that the wicked woman, Irnia, actually loved the king. Originally, as an obstacle in the love triangle, the queen was portrayed as a heartless woman except for her desire for power.
Vainas spoke in a bright tone.
“Then, Your Highness.”
Arnoa grinned and opened her mouth again.
“Can the lead actor join me?”