Chapter Seventy-Three: The Scheming Sick Sister
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Charlotte was dressed by the maid while enduring Brent's unorthodox smile.
"Hey, hey, hey......"
"That's enough!" said Charlotte, who frightened the maids who served him, "no, no! I didn't mean you!"
"Hey, hey, hey......"
"It's not what you think it is, so! stop your disgusting laughter!"
"Oh?" said Brent, who was sitting in the chair, "but I didn't say anything!"
"Then what are you laughing at?!"
"Oh! I just think the scent of cherry blossoms in the room is very good, huh~" Brent squinted his eyes and fanned the wind to his nose with his right hand, "Ah! This has a fresh fragrance like nature, which makes me feel the breath of spring in autumn!"
Charlotte sniffed, annoyed, "Don't smell it!
"Oh, why? Is spring yours alone?"
Charlotte couldn't take it anymore, picked up a vase and threw it at Brent. The latter quickly caught the vase, and when he saw that Charlotte was about to throw it again, he hurriedly raised the vase to beg for mercy.
"Hey, I'm not rich enough now! Okay, okay, I surrender, I surrender!"
"Then get out of here!"
"Okay, okay! I'll go, don't be angry! You know, you've just woken up, and it's not appropriate to do strenuous exercise. The former gentleman blinked.
"Roll ——!!!"
"Hahaha!" Brent laughed and ran to the door, and when he opened the door, he restrained the old driver's smile and said solemnly, "Since you are not religious, then let me thank the root in the way of a mage for your speedy recovery!
Charlotte was helpless against this cousin who was even more shameless than himself, he couldn't stand a serious thanks, and waved his hand and pretended to be disdainful.
"Serve our heroes well! It's your pleasure! By the way, you haven't seen what is happening in this room today, are you?" said to the maids.
Despite the smiles on their faces, the maids were frightened by the implicit threat and nodded their heads repeatedly.
Brent pushed the door open in satisfaction.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't say it, I promise that Brent won't hurt you. Charlotte reassured.
Then the door creaked open again, revealing Brent's smiling face.
"By the way, if I were you, I'd keep that book mixed with magic ink and cherry blossom scent close to you. Believe me, there is nothing more important in this world than a girl's personal token!"
Charlotte looked at the bed, where there was a diary engraved with the royal emblem.
"Get out of here!" I warn you one last time, absolutely, never again in this room!" Charlotte blushed and shouted in exasperation.
Outside the door came the sound of Brent laughing.
"Hehe-hee, my sister actually forgot to take the diary!"
Elle threw herself at the journal, but Charlotte held her head down. The latter was already fully dressed, Vivien was blowing hot porridge at the small round table, and Lolita was pounding Charlotte on the shoulder, giving a sinister smile.
"Do you want to die? If it's my sister, I should be able to destroy you, right?"
Elle's face turned pale and she stiffly withdrew her hand. But judging by her constant peeping expression, the stupid young girl was still curious about the notebook.
- What a hot potato! How could my sister be so reckless?
Charlotte was also helpless with the notebook. Let's flip through it, I'm afraid that my sister will be angry, don't flip through it...... Can you expect a curious mage to resist such temptation?
"Hey, hahaha! I'm relieved to see that the teacher is okay!" Lolita, the troublemaker, gave a very unprofessional thump on the shoulder, and smiled sheepishly.
Charlotte knew what the hell she was up to when she looked at her.
He rolled his eyes, "If you have something to say, just say it!"
"I'm wondering if the teacher will be reckless enough to throw Elle at me one day! That would be great! I dare say that I will be able to beat half of the mages in the inner ring of Icewind Castle by then!"
"Ahh
"The little hairy boy who has not dried up also wants to enslave my Lord El!?"
Lolita was still smiling, and Vivien, who came over with hot porridge, also smiled.
Charlotte, who is a fan of the authorities, immediately reacted!
If Sylvia didn't want to let herself read the diary, would she keep it next to her bed?
Even if she's too tired to clean up. So why not stop Charlotte from stealing the diary in the first place?
So to speak......
Charlotte picked up the journal and subconsciously flipped to the latest page.
—November 22, 3472 A.D., Sunny
…… Op. cant
He almost kissed me, just a little!
I added to today's diary with trepidation, and in the process, my cheeks were hot, and I was so excited, nervous, and shy that I could hardly hold the pen in my hand.
Damn Brent, the scoundrel who started the war, injured Charlotte, and ruined the rare atmosphere!
Can I kill him?
Sure enough, it still doesn't work......
- Oh my God!
Charlotte covered her mouth in surprise, her cheeks were red like an overheated steam boiler, and it was about to explode in the next second!
- What a scheming, such a scheming!
Charlotte immediately realized what Sylvia wanted to do! She was worried that being too close and too tightly protected would cause Charlotte to rebel, and she was afraid that being too far away would allow a stealing cat from an unknown corner to take advantage of it, or just wanting to confess her heart and trap Charlotte, or she wanted to use this way to pour out her deep love and thoughts that she was ashamed to express in words, or all three!
In short, she deliberately left this enchanted diary, and she updated it with another diary, so that she could give real-time feedback on her mood, and the distance between Charlotte and herself was infinitely narrowed, and her sweetheart was firmly trapped.
"Wow!" Elle leaned closer to Charlotte and exclaimed, "What a scheming sister!"
Lolita hehe, Naole, Vivien covers her mouth and snickers, and Elle makes a big noise!
Charlotte was annoyed and pointed to the door!
"Get out, get out of here!"
The three girls glanced at each other, and walked out of the door giggling and playing. Ai'er, who is not afraid of death, hummed a weird little song and sang in a childish voice.
"A pair of sisters and brothers, a pair of sisters and brothers are so strange, so strange! A scheming and innocent little white wants to fall in love, wants to fall in love!"
"The teacher is so pathetic......"
"I declare that from today onwards Your Majesty is my idol!"
"You're all going to me—"
Brent still couldn't keep his precious vase.
Charlotte leaned against the bed, stroking the lines of the Wang Emblem on the notebook, revealing a bitter and sweet smile.
"I always feel that my sister has a tendency to develop into a sick girl......"
Outlands, an unknown multiverse.
The dream goblin couldn't help but shudder when she looked at Sylvia, who was writing a diary with a smile on her lips, crimson cheeks, and eyes full of anticipation.
"Ask for more blessings, boy!"