Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
19. Got a Noble Voice

"Why shut up, huh. You're usually good at fighting. Where did the brave Odyssey go?"

Luz giggled in amusement as he watched Ochonner painstakingly squeeze a cloth he had dipped in the water with an overbearing heart. Then he stood up, smearing the half-wet cloth onto Luz's scalp until he grimaced in pain.

"Slow down, stupid!"

"Stupid, stupid. Your head feels like I want to pinch it!" Instead of slowing down, Ochonner pressed Luz's head until the girl was inflamed again. If depicted like a cartoon, maybe Luz's nose has emitted smoke.

"Fucking chonner, if you don't intend to treat me, it's better not to!" Luz snatched the wet cloth that Ochonner was holding while grumbling. "Brother sucks. Just go to hell, there!"

Ochonner. If you remember, the Odyssey never seems to curse at all. It was precisely that girl who was blasphemed by many people especially during her marriage to the failed Marquis of Galilee. Odyssey Only. He was the one to blame, considered too ugly to the point that it was decided. And the news of him spread quickly in the capital, for a whole week they were gossiping without knowing the Odyssey was experiencing stress and suicide.

No one knows if the real Odyssey is not here. Luz himself also did not know, where the soul of the woman went.

"Hey, are you awake or asleep standing?" Odyssey wiggled her hand in front of Ochonner's face until the man returned to the real world. Reverie's scum. "It turns out he's actually sleeping. Gosh."

"I'm actually here to take you around the Grand Duke's Grand Duchy." He sat back down and cleared his throat, "Before he knew you were going on a rampage."

"Grand Duchy?"

Ochonner nodded. "The seat of the Grand Duke, Brighton City. It is located to the northwest of Sormenia, divided by the Taurus Sea which certainly never gets tired of being looked at despite lingering."

Luz was very interested.

"But looking at your circumstances, it doesn't seem appropriate if I take you today."

"Who said!"

Ochonner raises his shoulders. "Nobody said it, but it's reality."

"You've got to take me there." Luz shook Ochonner's hand like a child. "Come, Chonner!"

"Yes-yes, we're going there. But later after your head heals."

"Why is that?"

"I don't want to take the sick, the troublesome," replied Ochonner in short.

Luz sighed. It is not the right time to take a walk when the scalp is like this. Suppressing the ego, he finally nodded obediently.

"promise. Once I'm healthy, you'll take me there."

Ochonner nodded. "Of course."

The man got off the couch. "Then I have to go now. If there is no other interest, better lock your room door from the inside. Worried that anyone could pounce on you again," Ochonner recalled, and from her body gestures alone, Luz knew that she was really worried.

Luz smiled slightly. "All right, Mr. Cheashy."

Ochonner's hand almost landed on Luz's head, wanting to ruffle her brother's hair before recalling Luz's injuries. Ochonner pulled his hand back. "I'm sorry, I forgot your head was in trouble."

Luz grunting. "Here, just get out there."

Rose suddenly entered the room, clashing with Ochonner who had just come out with his face bent. The woman looked respectfully. After making sure Ochonner had left, he again stepped quickly towards his nonaanya who was sitting casually on the sofa.

Sit back.

Rose grimaces. Has Luz lost his pain?

"What's up, Rose?"

Rose realized. "Oh, uh. That ... the gentlemen are waiting for you downstairs."

Luz is not interested. "What are they here for?"

"Usually visits are made by men to get to know the prospective woman further." Rose giggles. "In a sense, they want to propose to you."

"You can't waste this opportunity!" rose said stirring. "The gentleman used to call Lady Athene every month. It's time for you to get that position!"

"Who said I ignored them?" Luz smiled obliquely. "Prepare beautiful clothes. Yesterday Ochonner bought me a few more dresses."

"Good!"

"For makeup, let me wear it myself."

Luz walked up and sat down in front of the dresser. He swept a view on the table, grabbed the powder and applied the object to the face by lightly patted.

Next Luz uses orange lipstick graded with coral color. Because there is no blush, it takes a little color from the lipstick to give a radiant impression on the cheekbones until it approaches the nose.

Let's solve one by one.

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"You're here too Marquis of Galilee?"

Achilles chuckled as the same question again struck him. What's wrong with visiting a former fiancee? No one would dare to ban it.

The man sat in the second row of glass pavilions in the North garden of the Thompsville manor. Shoring his right foot on his left foot, the Achilles of Galilee casually replied, "Is my present presence bothering you? No, right."

Earl of Browndel grunts. Obviously the presence of Galilee was quite disturbing to him as the man was once the anchoring place of the heart of the second daughter de Cera, their target. Moreover, he already has a wife and reportedly the Marchioness Galilee is pregnant young, but this bastard husband actually approached another girl?!

Galilee, the only married man sitting in the pavilion with another bachelor. At present.

"Good morning, gentlemen."

Everyone turned his head when the voice of the female figure they had been waiting for since finally melodious. The gentleman answered Luz's greetings in droves, watching the woman from afar was already a great gift.

Luz was wearing a pastel orange striped dress with the same gloves and shoes. To avoid anything that could add to the wounds on his head, he wore a pretty wide hat that matched his appearance.

"I was shocked when I got the news that you were all willing to meet me who was nothing. But for his visit, I'm so grateful!" said Luz while smiling wryly.

"No problem, lady. Your sugar-like beauty certainly invites the ants to come. We don't have a problem waiting for you to get ready until tomorrow morning" said Lord Travis, a man known to the basket eyes and on a mission to marry the most beautiful woman in Sormenia. No wonder at the age of thirty-two the Lord has not had a partner.

"Before, I apologized for not being able to invite you all to linger here." Luz began acting, giving a sad expression and then said, "At least one more hour you can leave. No problem, right?"

Viscount Axelian looked in disbelief, just like the other gentleman who immediately nodded in agreement after Viscount Axelian issued his question "Why is that, lady?"

"Crystal Lady has more authority than me. If you guys linger, I'm afraid he'll torture me for his excessive jealousy." Luz lowered his head, "I'm just someone far from being a Crystal Lady. He is free to treat me with anything, and I cannot fight back. Would you care if I were treated like that?"

"No problem, lady. To this day we understand." Earl of Browndel gave a shady look. "But look tomorrow, we will fight for you the title of Crystal Lady so that Lady Athene will not touch you again."

Luz looked up, "Can you gentlemen?"

"Of course" said Lord Avacros. "As it used to be, wasn't Lady Athene's success as a Crystal Lady more or less due to the interference of our voices?"

"Yes, rolling it out is easy."

"If he really dares to hurt our new Crystal Lady, we won't hesitate to protest him to Marquis Thompsville."

"It's all for the common good. I'm sure Lady Odyssey wouldn't have done that disgusting thing if she had been the Crystal Lady."

Quietly Luz smiled slightly. If all the nobles who were here supported him, it would be impossible for them to join the other nobles to support the Odyssey.

His plan to gain recognition from the nobility had already succeeded, as well as yellow parchment as proof was still safe in the hands of the Grand Duke. Only a few percent more, the title would easily move into his hands.

Luz will seize. Not or with Athene's willingness. Because by taking that important title, Athene will be tormented.

Just tell Luz a psychopath. But, tormenting one's psychic is much more satisfying than torturing his physical.