Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

Leonas, who was sitting aside as requested by the other party, was listening to Borzea asking Princess Celine’s questions. These questions were not related to the secrets of the Karthemian Empire and His Highness Celine, but rather like friends. I only talked about the trivial things that were used to pass the time when I had afternoon tea together. If it weren’t for Princess Celine’s face that was still in that kind of weird state as if the spirit was divided at this moment, others here would think it was just an ordinary It's just afternoon tea.

"...Actually, I don't really like too much entertainment. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, gatherings among aristocrats are elegant and luxurious, but those tedious etiquettes are really painful."

"Haha~ I can understand Her Royal Highness Celine. In fact, I once knew a very particular nobleman. He employed nearly 200 servants to take care of myself and his family. At that time, I didn’t know what to do. How can I say it."

"200 people? Oh my god~ even my maid in charge of serving me in the Karselmen Empire is no more than 20 people, so I think there are too many people."

Celine and Bolzea seem to have a very happy chat. Even Leonas, who is listening to the side, has to admit that Bolzea is very knowledgeable and proficient in many aspects of knowledge. Not only that, his conversation is elegant and noble. , In terms of wording and topic selection, he can always accurately find what the other person likes, so that anyone who talks with him will continue to talk with gusto even if they meet for the first time.

Borzea sat on the side of the bed and smiled and said: "The negative effect caused by the overly cumbersome etiquette, the nobleman wants to be served by someone in everything in his life, and strictly conforms to the etiquette'rules', then I had to hire an extremely exaggerated group of people, and the result was that a breakfast could have been done by only one attendant. As a result, six people came and sent me plates, knives and forks, tissues, coffee, and squares. Sugar and food will be cleaned up separately after the meal is finished."

"This is clearly a job that can be done by one person ┉" Celine couldn't help but laughed: "This reminds me of the rumors at the end of the Pelras Empire. At that time, the entire empire was already in turmoil. When the army was about to dry up in the war, the nobles in the empire were still supporting nearly 100,000 servants. In the end, they would rather watch the entire empire come to an end and let the rebels come in and hang their entire family on the gallows. Willing to give a lien's money and a soldier to help the empire."

"It's sad, isn't it? Humanity's inferiority."

"It's really sad. The short-sighted fools probably don't know that two thousand years later, they will still be treated as a synonym for jokes and stupidity by the world."

"But two thousand years ago, these nobles would probably think of themselves as a noble bloodline, a natural human being, a unique existence. The common people are just captive livestock and they are humans."

"A person's nobility is not determined by oneself, just like whether a person is a hero or not, it is the result of countless others who agree. If you don't say that you are a hero, then you are a hero."

With a glance of praise, Bolzea suddenly asked: "His Royal Highness Celine, you are a very knowledgeable and interesting lady. Although you are a princess, you have a kind of aptitude shining in your body."

"Qualification~ Hmm! I haven't felt anything different about myself." Celine smiled.

"You are a shining woman."

"Ray? Me?"

Staring at this Celine Bolzea nodded and said with a certain tone: "Yes, I have seen many nobles and even some royal princesses, but in my opinion, many noble women have their noble and elegant On the one hand, they are supported by others around them, and their nobility and elegance will disappear if they lose their backing. But you are different. Even without relying on others, you can shine with dazzling light on your own strength."

For this compliment to Celine, he fell into a confused look: "Don't you depend on others? In fact, I am not as you imagined. I have been dependent on others for almost all my life."

"Is it your brother Prince Augusta?"

"...Yes, I don't want to deny this fact." Celine's voice became weak, and her eyes slowly closed as if she was reminiscing and contemplating.

On the other hand, Leonas increased his vigilance. In fact, when Bolzea was chatting with Celine, whenever Prince Augusta was mentioned, Leonas would carefully listen to whether the other party’s question was involved. Some of the secrets of Prince Augusta, or whether there are any things that Princess Celine shouldn't or don't want to answer.Although His Royal Highness Augusta reached a certain agreement with the goddess Ishtar, we can't think that we can sit back and relax. After all, the gap between the gods and the mortals is too great, and there are some things that Princess Celine cannot know.

"I have to say that His Royal Highness Augusta is an excellent ruler, but can he also be a good brother?"

"Yes... Brother will be a good king, but also a good brother."

"This is a bit enviable." Borzea wrote gently on the book.

Although the question began to involve Prince Augusta, Borzea asked about some trivial matters between the two brothers and sisters. Leonas couldn't help but frowned, although they were all about the daily life of the two brothers and sisters. Some small things, but it’s obvious to ask whether the relationship between the prince and the princess is too disrespectful┉┉

and many more!

Suddenly Leonas found something wrong with Princess Celine. Princess Celine did have unusual feelings for Her Royal Highness Prince Augusta, but at ordinary times, Princess Celine didn’t know that it was to maintain the royal family. Her reputation is still to maintain her status as a princess. This question is like a taboo for Her Royal Highness. Outsiders will never mention it. Once there was a court lady who thought she could please the princess and asked this question. The result was This originally favored palace lady ended up miserably because of asking this question.But at this moment, the voice of His Royal Highness Celine, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be sleeping, giving people a more and more hazy feeling, and the tone seemed to have lost a little bit of anger to the point that it was a bit like a doll that must answer questions. I am afraid that Borzea began to ask more and more sensitive questions about the relationship between Princess Celine and Prince Augusta, and the princess also answered all questions.

Could it be the medicine just now!

Noting the princess's state that seemed to be somewhere between awake and coma, Leonston remembered the so-called calming medicine that Borzea had given to His Highness Celine just now. Could it be that there is something in that bowl problem?

When he thought that the other party might have drugged the princess, Leonaston became angry and wanted to stand up to stop Borzea’s questioning, but Borzea seemed to have expected this situation, just lightly tapped with his finger. Leonas, the mage immediately felt that his body was restrained by an invisible force. It seemed that the parts below his head became stiff, let alone stand up, even a finger could not move.

<Don't be nervous, mage, sit aside and be quiet.>

Borzea raised his head and made a silent motion to Leonas. Only then did Leonas realize that he had not only lost control of his body, but even had the right to speak.And at this time, Leonas finally realized the possible identity of the Lord Borzea sitting in front of him. When he thought of the other party’s previous introduction that he came directly from the Holy See, Leonas’s forehead Immediately covered with dense cold sweat.

"Then your Highness, is Prince Augusta your spiritual support for you?"

"Yes... for me, my brother is my motivation to continue living."

Leonas saw that no one next to him continued to ask more and more sensitive questions. Although a little annoyed, he was helpless. Facing the existence of a true messenger of God, he was really powerless.

"Then Your Royal Highness Celine." Bolzea slowed down a bit: "Do you like Your Highness Augusta?"

"Like..." Celine replied with almost no hesitation.

Borzea's calm expression seemed to have no interest in some secrets among the members of the royal family of Karlshamn, but the expression on Leonas's face became extremely ugly.

Soon Borzea’s voice remembered: "So do you love your brother? It's not a normal brother-sister relationship, but a higher one!"

I-go-you-mother!

Leonas, who was tied to the side, was about to explode. If it weren't for his movement and voice, he would not hesitate to move even if he was facing a divine envoy.How can this guy ask such a direct question, although he can usually see it, but as a princess, Princess Celine who is a half-sister of Her Royal Highness Augusta, if this matter is passed on It would definitely destroy Princess Celine's reputation.

"Yes……"

"Then His Royal Highness Augusta is your favorite person?"

"..."

Suddenly Leonas, who originally thought that Princess Celine would answer'yes' without hesitation, found that the princess was silent, and the expression of the princess lying on the bed was a little distorted, as if she was struggling. Could it be that it belonged to her. Has your sanity recovered?

"Tell me Celine, is your brother Prince Augusta your favorite person in your life?"

"No... my favorite..."

Suddenly Celine answered the answer that made Leonas the most incredible.

What did the princess say just now?Her Royal Highness Augusta is not her favorite person~ how is this possible!?

"My favorite is... I... My favorite is... No~ My favorite is... Brother... No! No! My favorite is..."

"Who is your favorite?" Borzea's expression became serious and cautiously asked.

"The person I love the most is... is..."

Celine's breathing began to become rapid. From the intermittent answer, it can be seen that there are two conflicting answers tearing Celine's consciousness, and at this time, Celine's other eye also began to slow. Tears came.

"My favorite is...Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Finally, under the torment of contradictory confusional consciousness, the sharp cry of pain and sorrow quickly cut through the room.