Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
24. Being a Reliable Perias

Luz watched the shelves that were stuck on the wall. If it usually serves to put the book, it is different from the secret room belonging to the Grand Duke. There are many ready-made weapons from small pen-shaped knives to large rifles that weigh many kilometers.

Just holding it requires a lot of energy. What if it operates? Huh, must be exhausting.

"Sister."

Luz. Ochonner was already standing in the doorway of his leader's den while saying again, "Grand Duke is waiting inside."

"For what?"

Ochonner sighed. "Ask the Grand Duke."

Although half-sniffed, Luz still entered leaving Ochonner. He wanted to know, what the Grand Duke wanted from him.

Hearing the door open, Alastair looked up and smiled faintly, "Please sit here, lady." His ink while pointing to a wooden chair right in front of him.

Luz hunchback. According to the Grand Duke, he sat in front of the man while looking at him flatly but full of suspicion.

"What do you think of this secret room?" tanya Alastair still maintained her hospitality.

"To be honest, Mr. Grand Duke, I don't like to talk too rigidly like this so it's better that we become friends and just talk casually" Luz replied off the line from Alastair's previous question.

"Friends?" Alastair did not expect. After a long time, he was finally considered a friend. Very good progress. "Good, man."

Luz blinked. He spoke wrong. He had gone mad to think of the Grand Duke as a friend. His face was stiff, as stiff as his armor made of steel. Luz suspects that this man has a friend.

"I think your room is very interesting let alone the weapons you put on the front shelf."

Alastair nodded.

"The way to enter this place is also quite unique. I haven't even thought of getting there yet."

Alastair nodded back.

"But there is less."

Alastair. "What's that?"

"It's pretty creepy here" he answered honestly. "Is the Brighton street like this too?"

"What's it like?" Alastair. "I'm .. Never thought of getting there."

Luz was shocked, "Don't say .... ?!"

Alastair. "What?"

"Geez!"

Luz was just a head bobble. Grand Duke, if likened to a 21st century robot, is really awkward and difficult to joke with. Luz says the place is creepy because of its dark nuance plus giant statues arranged near the shelves, as if they were staring at anyone who entered into this secret room. Whoever his wife is in the future, Luz can only tell her that he has to be patient.

Having a husband like Alastair is a test.

"Ah, yes. There are some important things we should talk about."

"What?" Luz guessed, "Don't tell me the parchment's gone."

"It's still safe with me" Alastair replied after seeing the deadly glint from Luz's eyes.

"Good."

"So this is." Alastair cleared his throat, "Looking you want to seize the title of Crystal Lady, means you already understand the basics of politics, right?"

Luz cringing. "Just get to the point."

"You want me to help you with your title fight, right."

"Of course, your voice is quite important."

"As usual political agreements, I can't do that if I don't get any benefit."

"Grand Duke, you promised me." said Luz annoyed. "So you want to cancel it. How can it be like that!"

"Huh?"

"Let's make a profit together." Alastair took out a pen and doodled the paper with a scheme. "I'm still helping, but once the title of Crystal Lady has become yours, you'll have to pay for it."

"With what?"

"Live here. In Brighton."

Luz looked at him suspiciously. "I'm not sure if it's just a relaxing stay here."

"Yes, you know well." Alastair chuckled, "I remember your unique makeup at the palace party yesterday. What if you work for me?"

Unique what, it's fashionable, basic human robot!

Luz's eyebrows lifted. "As a makeup artist?"

"Fright!"

Luz stunned. Different from New York, men here do not know make up. "You want to be danced?"

"It's not like that." Alastair is actually an exasperated no play. "In the city, there's not a single good perias. I want to complete the facilities there."

How terrifying was the city in Brighton to the point that there were no competent fairies?!

"I'm sorry, Grand Duke, but my pay is expensive. Are you willing?" luz said a little snobbishly.

Naturally, she is an international makeup artist. His salary every once applying makeup alone can be used to buy a house. But it was then, in New York and now he has to fight from ground zero back.

"Prices will be decided according to your first customer satisfaction." replied Alastair absolute.

"Customers will not look for another beauty shop if they have tried service from me." Luz smiled winning. "There's a lot of evidence. That means they're satisfied."

"It's very much confidence, but it's your first experience, right?" the Grand Duke's lips were accompanied by a handsome look.

Oh, he doesn't know just how talented a Lovely Anderson is.

"Do you want to prove it now, Grand Duke?"

Suddenly Alastair's expression stiffened again. "I don't want to be your guinea pig."

"Let's just Ochinner." Luz pulled out a box. Her makeup box that I don't know when it's there. "If she's dressed up, please don't be dazzled by her beauty."

Alastair was horrified, "No, men are not my taste."

Luz got out of her seat and ran outside. He tilted his head at the door, but Ochonner was sitting on the bench.

"Babler!"

The man pulled his head and raised his eyes which had since been attached to the line of writing in the book. Staring at Luz with raised eyebrows as if saying 'what'.

"Dry!"

He put down his book and went back inside the Grand Duke's study without knowing what the two men were planning.

"Where is Grand Duke—hhmp!"

Alastair, who was hiding behind the door, immediately tied Ochonner's body until the man could not move. After feeling that the bond was strong enough, then they sat Ochonner in a chair.

"You guys are not sane. What's up, let me go!"

"I won't hurt you, dear sister." Luz opened his bag, took out some brushes, sponges, and powder. Not left also blush cheeks and lips. "Grand Duke is so calculating and doesn't believe me. So let me prove myself through you that I deserve to be an experienced fairytale. I borrowed your face, huh?"

"No, I won't allow it!" Ochonner floundered like a fish that was dragged by the waves to the shore. "Odyssey, off or you don't give me any more money!"

"Therefore, I want to work so as not to ask for your money again." Without asking for permission, Luz smeared a sponge on the powder he was carrying. "Shut up and see how this makeup works."

Someone, please save Ochonner now!