The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
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⚠ Strange stories!

After the two children calmed down, Damien's grandfather said the two should introduce themselves 'completely'.

I really want both kids to say rude.

"Halooo! I am Aryalania Frosen Alexander Roseland and he is Aryan Arkien Alexander Roseland" Aryan said embracing Aryan; waving his hand.

He suddenly froze on the spot as he finished introducing himself.

"Eh, loh? How's uncle Kelion, anyway?" point Arya at the Kelion whose existence looks a little faint.

Emperor Ruffela looked at his son who looked surprised.

"ahaha! sorry everyone" said Arya a little down feeling guilty.

"Is that all? asked grandpa Damien fold his hand. He sat down on a chair near Zaint.

Arya clenched her hands in annoyance.

"Huh! It's just that!" arya judes said.

"Huh? Don't you have anything else? Of education? The status? Don't you have all that? Why not just say it?" said grandpa Damien provoked Arya.

"Uhhhh! Gotta?!"

"Yes!" the old man said without tolerance.

"Or should I mention it?" challenge Grandpa Damien

"Can!" the challenge was accepted.

"Arya~ is a child who entered politics since the age of 3 years to date he is 9 years old, a child who... There is no word relaxing at work. There is no day without a fight with his father"

Arya squinted her eyes sharply, "i'm so relaxed?"

"Yes, yes, very relaxed for weeks in the country archive room collecting information~?" grandpa Damien replied casually.

"Because it's important!" sahut Arya again.

"Ok continue!"

"He had quite a lot of connections at a young age, one of the largest 'king' guilds on the continent that had many scattered branches"

Denki's Guild was a pretty frightening existence in the Roseland Empire. It happened when Denki started doing his business when he was just 18. It happened a few years later. The business he does with his own ability. Starting from the lowest place until it reaches its place in the future.

"It was formed accidentally" Arya muttered. His eyes did not stop only at his grandfather but he glanced at everyone present.

"Almost a year ago he became one of the two youngest students in the Academy" ever since that sentence fell, everyone was silent with great shock.

If it was a year ago, it would have been 8 years old, right?

"He was a stubborn boy, how many times he disappeared from his palace, and came back with a lot of stuff in his hands, wasn't the last time you ran away was the time... “

"When I went to the Academy without giving any news and disguised myself as a man" Arya said a little annoyed.

"True, you described your last stubbornness very well"

"Alah, the tip of the tip is also captured!" sahut Aryan with a muttering voice.

"But not to take it home!"

The two children argued for a while and suddenly Arya looked down at her feet which Aryan had purposely stepped on.

Look, now Aryan's starting to fight back. But Arya is not a fool she accuses so sadly.

"Grandpa see Aryan using violence on me!!"

Aryan raised his leg with a strange feeling, he was annoyed yet not. He turned around and left Arya frozen in place.

Arya knew she was overdoing her jokes so she chased after Aryan.

However, Arya had not been able to arrive, there was a prince who attacked her.

Thousands of rose tendrils concurrently became like a huge shield protecting Aryan, it was Aryan.

His sharp eyes and his lazy face turned instantaneously serious.

"You want to die?" aryan was angry.

Arya turned her head and there was no sense of danger on her face, but rather a turbulent pleasure. Though he thought Aryan was angry with him but it turns out that his protective nature is easily ignited because he was almost injured.

The girl held onto Aryan's tendril and twisted it into an object ready to kill her opponent. He's not as smart as Aryan for things to change shape, but he can be a little.

Slowly but surely the legs of the two stepped closer to the table of the Ruffela Empire.

As Arya's face approached Kelion's face the object that Arya was holding was also slowly burning like a blue flame. It was Aryan's cold fire.

"I just want to make sure" hey, the young man smiled provocatively.

"What?"

"No, it's just that it's quite difficult to get a letter of recommendation from the Head of the Academy, so surely you're very talented aren't you? Did you go to magic?"

"Haha!" Arya sat facing Kelion tilting her head.

"I'm majoring in Sword Arts, but not just me but my friends as well, there are only three who are majoring in Magic and medicine"

"Who are you?"

"Hm? Brian from the Gerald family, Delvan from the Rimson family, Hansel from the Theodore Imperial family" as he mentioned the names of his friends he slowly glanced at the noble family who had his surname. Indeed, they must feel strange, confused, and surprised because it is the name of their future successors that even they do not know.

"From the magic department... Emilly is the second child of the Rimson family, Riden of the Zonka family... Feron was the son of the Ruffela Imperial family, the only son of mu~" the last sentence made a surprise in the eyes of the originally calm Kelion.

"Didn't you understand? All the people invited here are future emperors and future heads of families, the people I mentioned earlier are my friends" actually Arya also just ngeh when she noticed those people. So actually his grandfather wanted to introduce him to the successors, right? it's weird actually.

"You're from the future?"

"Emh, that?"

"Am I going to be Emperor?" tanya Kelion looked at Arya deeply.

"Eh, yeah, why?"

"No, what is my partner..."

"Lidya" Arya answered quickly.

The kelion rubbed his chest in relief. He seemed very happy when he found out about it.

Arya blinked her eyes slowly and gently, the girl wanted to tell me that she actually had a second child but was missing, but she still had a conscience not to say.

The rose tendrils that were still beside her stroked Arya's cheeks slowly, there was a strange feeling when the thing touched her skin.

"Iyan, if you're angry, you don't have to go here, say four eyes, nah!" said Arya watched Aryan who was sitting on a tendril with a sour face. He's very bad mood he's making.

"No way!"

"Shy, Aryan... Come down, sister, I'll call you brother every day, okay? Now get down here, yuk?" persuade Arya with a face that slowly softens.

Daddy help!!!

Aryan's pupils slowly shrank as Aryan who was slowly collapsing from his place.

"Ro-Rosiell!!" yelled Arya who was running quickly wanted to catch Aryan. Not able!!

"Hah~ base gentlemen sucks!!" said someone who caught Aryan with two hands.

"Oh..." Arya fell down slowly as she held onto Aryan who was fast asleep.

"Grandfather Damien!!!" yelling Arya again turned towards her grandfather who had just arrived in front of her.

"Don't yell constantly" Grandpa Damien scolded holding Aryan's neck. "He's... Just sleeping(?)!"

Somehow, Grandpa damien's face didn't look good.

"He-hey grandpa? Aryan's okay?" arya asked to make sure, au-aura her grandfather looks dark. The girl's heart beat faster as her grandfather's aura grew more and more concentrated.

"Kake-up"

"Huh, I told you he's okay, he's just sleeping, his condition might improve if he's sleeping, it might take him a long time to sleep, it might take him, but that doesn't mean he won't wake up!"

The neglected Rosiel raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Hey, old man, aren't you long dead? When your niece dies, do you die too?" rosiel folded her hands.

Grandpa Damien kept silent and looked at Rosiel coldly. His face that changed like that shocked everyone, the old man had never had such a cold expression before.

"What's? Am I wrong? I remember seeing me back then, I saw you dead and disappeared along with-" Rosiel who kept raving was cut mercilessly by Grandpa damien

"Shut up, shouldn't you bring these kids back?"

"..."

That guy is so annoying.

"You're accompanying Arya and Aryan has a companion of his own, call that person to help you later"

"As far as you!"

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Haaaaaah, done!!