Not Your Perfect Prince
Queen Evelyn's Secret

Reinhart and Queen Evelyn looked at each other in silence.

Reinhart stared at her mother. He looks so careful. Completely prepared for the various attacks that his mother might unleash.

'Wind magic? Ice magic? Or unknown magic?'

Looking towards Queen Evelyn's finger, Reinhart's eyes narrowed.

"..."

Queen Evelyn stared at Reinhart in silence. The woman opened her mouth slightly. But moments later, the Queen's hand moved very quickly.

At that very instant, Reinhart who was about to attack suddenly fell silent in place.

A writing consisting of strange and luminous letters floated in the air. Although it was different from the language in the previous world, he was still able to understand its meaning.

(Are you okay, Reinhart?)

"..."

Reinhart's eyes blinked, completely looking puzzled.

(Did mom scare you?)

Another writing floated in the air, completely making Reinhart's head suddenly empty. Even he felt empty.

Having many doubts in his heart, Reinhart opened her mouth.

"Is ... Are you actually unable to speak, Her Majesty the Queen?"

Queen Evelyn's hand moved quickly. In an instant, another piece of writing floated in the air.

(Of course you can. Also, please don't be so formal with your own mother, Reinhart.)

"..."

Reinhart was at a loss for words. Looking at the writing that floated like a chat block in the previous world, the young man was at a loss as to what to say.

Perhaps from feeling somewhat irritated and helpless, Reinhart finally said in a tone full of grievance.

"Then say something, Mother. You really scared me."

Reinhart let out a heavy sigh. He actually thought that he would be annihilated by his own mother with forbidden magic or something like that.

Queen Evelyn was still sitting quietly and elegantly. Her eyes narrowed slightly, making the appearance of the beautiful woman seem even colder and sadistic. After a while, he opened his mouth.

"A ..."

A very slow voice to the point that Reinhart's enhanced senses could barely hear it coming out of Queen Evelyn's mouth. But the next second, the woman covered her mouth and moved her right hand quickly.

(I don't think that's necessary. Isn't this kind of conversation easier?)

The writing floating in the air made Reinhart dumbfounded. He stared at his mother who looked cold, elegant, and extraordinary. The figure of the Ice Queen who usually cannot be approached by others.

Thinking of many things, Reinhart who had doubts could not help but ask.

"Don't say ... Mother ... You, have a communication breakdown?"

Reinhart looked towards her mother with a serious expression. Just then, a slight red hue appeared on the corner of Queen Evelyn's cheek. Although it was not so clear, but the young man could still see it. He really did not expect, it turned out ...

The ice Queen's cold and sadistic figure turned out to have a communication breakdown!

"..."

The room suddenly became quiet. Reinhart was confused. Of all possibilities, he did not expect that the answer was so deviated.

A few minutes into silence, Queen Evelyn who was no longer embarrassed suddenly moved her hand. Beautiful writings reappeared, floating in the air.

(OF COURSE, YOU DON'T HAVE SUCH A PROBLEM.)

Reinhart fell silent. He did not expect, in addition to having a communication disorder, it turns out that his mother is also bad at denying or making excuses. Yeah, kind of sucked!

Saving the sword back into the dimensional bag, Reinhart felt somewhat astonished. The young man felt that he had set foot onto an unknown continent. Like a pirate who finds a treasure chest containing piles of gold and gems.

Reinhart then stared fixedly at her mother's eyes. After a while of looking, the young man felt that his mother's gaze was not as bad and evil as he had thought before. Really feel fooled!

"Group ..."

Reinhart could no longer help but laugh. The young man really felt that he was overdoing it. Although not harmed, he felt that everything was too funny. Completely beyond his expectations.

Seeing her son closing his mouth while holding back a laugh, Queen Evelyn's eyebrows shot up. He then snapped his finger. Just then, a hundred bright blue magic circles appeared.

The hundred ice swords that looked solid and sharp, as well as feeling cold were directed straight at Reinhart.

The young man immediately fell silent. No longer dare to smile, let alone laugh.

Seeing that the level 4 magic that was difficult to master was actually raised in a snap of a finger, Reinhart instantly learned of his mother's other identity.

'At least witch circle 6! Really hidden boss in the game!'

Reinhart cried out in her heart. I was confused whether to cry or laugh.

Seeing how her son's expression was, Queen Evelyn nodded in satisfaction. His right hand moved again, writing the sentence beautifully.

(Is there anything funny, Reinhart?)

The question instantly made Reinhart's back soaked with cold sweat. The young man wiped the sweat on his forehead while complaining inwardly.

'Why are you acting like a child, Mother? Oppress and threaten your own son. Isn't that overkill?'

Ignoring the stunned Reinhart, Queen Evelyn flicked her finger again. Just then, the hundred magic circles disappeared just like that. He then wrote.

(Sit, Reinhart. There's something I want to talk to you about.)

Reinhart did not reply, directly sitting in her chair obediently. Staring at his mother with a serious expression, not playful.

Seeing his mother's serious expression, Reinhart was a little nervous. It seems that the woman wanted to interrogate him.

Moments after looking seriously at her son, Queen Evelyn returned to writing.

(Tell Mom, do you have a boyfriend at the academy?)

"..."

Reinhart. A while later, after coming to his senses, he really wanted to directly bang his face against the table or the wall. Really feel unbearable.

'What kind of question is that! Shouldn't you ask something more serious, Mother! I was even ready to be interrogated about the dark magic and other secrets!'

Reinhart was really depressed. Confused about whether to feel happy or sad. Confused about whether to cry or laugh!

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