I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

At this time, he didn't seem to know Nora yet.

I give up. In the end, I can only play role-playing games with Plotina?

That year, when the apricot blossoms were blooming and the rain was drizzling, you said you were Nora Brunel.

Lucius sighed inwardly and convinced himself to accept this false fact for the time being:

"Hello, Nora, nice to meet you."

"lie!"

Plotina frowned slightly, and her voice sounded a little unhappy.

Although there seemed to be a wall blocking her from sensing Lucius's emotions, she was also extremely sensitive to lies.

Lucius's slightly perfunctory attitude might fool other people of his age, but it couldn't fool her.

Lucius: We're not sisters, but why is there so much pressure on six-year-olds?

People have the right to tell the truth, and also the right not to tell the truth. Do I have to tell the truth in front of you?

"I'm not lying, I'm just a little confused because I remember Chancellor Otto had green hair, and you..."

Lucius looked at Plotina's long black hair, the meaning was self-evident.

By the way, Chancellor Otto's hairstyle was a standard Mediterranean one, with thin green hair surrounding his shiny bald head. Lucius laughed every time he saw it.

Because of this, every time Lucius went to Chancellor Otto's house, the old man would have a sour face.

The truth.

"So that's it."

Plotina's smile brightened again. "That's just how ignorant you are. Have you read Professor Mendel's paper at the Imperial Academy of Sciences? It says... well, anyway, this situation is very normal. You'll understand once you read it."

In fact, she had never read the paper, but she had just heard her father mention it by chance.

What kind of paper could a child understand? Normally, Plotina would have won when she said the name of the professor at the Academy of Sciences.

Because children generally tend to admire the strong, they easily equate "authority" with "correctness".

Lucius's eyes twitched, and he suppressed the urge to complain:

"Okay, that's my question. Do you still want cake?"

“Yes! Ah~~~”

Plotina opened her little mouth defenselessly, tilted her face slightly, and her tongue tip was faintly visible against her pearly teeth. Her moist cherry lips were as tempting as if coated with a layer of honey.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her bright eyes were always fixed on the fingertips of Lucius holding the cake and handing it to her. When the sweet scent of honey approached her lips, her round pupils suddenly enlarged, and her eyes flashed with satisfaction from the sweetness, as if she was a fawn that had drunk a lot of sweet water by the stream in the forest.

What the fuck is Plotina, what's wrong with being so cute?

Lucius fed her with an expressionless face, but his heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

"It's delicious! I've never eaten such delicious cake in the capital. Which store did you buy it from?"

"Of course we can't eat it in the capital, because this is the unique skill of our chef from the Eastern Territory."

Lucius stuffed the remaining half of the cake into his mouth and carefully observed Plotina's expression. Sure enough, he saw a faint blush on her face.

Hohoho, are you blushing? Let Brother Lu see.

"By the way, why aren't you watching the game in the arena instead of looking at the bugs here?"

Lucius didn't care whether his clothes would get dirty or not, and sat down next to Plotina.

"The match was boring, but I only left after watching your match carefully."

The girl hugged her knees with one hand and poked the woodlice that had just crawled out of the soil with the other hand, observing its curled-up appearance with interest.

"Oh? If you find it boring, why did you watch my game?"

"Because you're pretty!"

The smile is clear and clean, coming completely from the heart, without any hypocrisy.

Facing this smiling face, Lucius found it hard to imagine that the girl in front of him and the future Witch of Destruction were the same person.

What exactly happened in the middle?

Lucius had a vague feeling that the gains from this simulation would far exceed those from the past.

Hey, the Silent Queen really didn't lie, I recognized her.

"Are you fond of insects?"

While the witch was still young, I obtained information directly from her.

"I can't say I like it."

Plotina shook her head, "I just don't like being around other people."

Various emotions have different flavors in her perception. As the emperor and empress's most beloved youngest daughter, there is always a lack of people who deliberately try to get close to her.

Even people of the same age would quickly become fawning under the teachings of their families. She really disliked the cloyingly sweet smell mixed with a hint of rottenness.

Because of this, she used her best friend's name, fearing that Lucius would treat her the same as others after knowing her true identity.

Lucius: OK, take note. If you don't like being around other people, it means you don't have many friends around you.

"What about you? Why is this big star who just won the championship here?"

Plotina looked at Lucius curiously.

"Oh, I came out to look for someone."

"Then have you found it?"

"I didn't find it. I won't look for it anymore."

Lucius was looking for Plotina, but the person in front of him now was "Nora Brunel", so didn't he find her?

There is no boy more honest than him.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned you. We must leave."

The Knight of the Blazing Sun, who was responsible for protecting Plotina's safety, put on shiny armor, casting a shadow over Lucius and Plotina, breaking the harmonious atmosphere between them.

"Princess?"

Lucius looked stunned (pretending).

Hahaha, Mr. Knight, you came at the right time!

"Uncle Maenna!"

Plotina glared at the Knight of the Blazing Sun angrily, then stood up helplessly and wiped the dirt off her hands with the hem of her skirt.

"I'm sorry to have deceived you, Lucius. I am actually the third princess, Plotina, Plotina Barcellus."

"As an apology, I can ask you later..."

"enough."

Lucius suddenly stood up and interrupted Plotina, his face pale and his throat rolling with difficulty.

He also quietly removed the wall of his heart, and bitter sadness and bitter anger instantly surrounded and drowned Plotina like a tide:

"fraud."

The trembling voice was wrapped with just the right sense of brokenness, and the cold words turned into a blade stabbing at the girl.

Plotina's fingertips suddenly tightened the hem of her skirt, and her white knuckles created fine wrinkles on the silk fabric. She hurriedly looked at Lucius's expression, but saw a cold and sarcastic light in the boy's eyes.

"No, no, listen to me..."

"Why? Your Highness, do you still want me to kneel and salute you?"

Lucius questioned loudly, then turned and walked away.

"and many more!"

Just as Lucius expected, Plotina grasped his sleeve tightly.

Hehehe, I got fooled~

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33-How can I bear such a funny thing any longer?

"and many more!"

The power transmitted from the sleeve was so tiny, yet as firm and unshakable as a rock.

I tried to hold it in...and hold it in again...but how could I hold it in any longer when it was such a funny thing?

Plotina, I win this time.

Restarting the wall of his heart, his fingernails left crescent-shaped red marks on his palms. Only in this way could Lucius suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

According to the information we got earlier, Plotina probably doesn't have many friends.

People who have few friends, as long as they don't have any major problems, tend to cherish their friends more than ordinary people, especially children who are easily emotional.

Plotina will definitely not be able to withstand this set of defense-breaking combos.

So the question is, can Lucius, who just chatted for a while and shared a piece of cake, be considered a friend of Plotina?

Lucius: I think I am.

It is normal to be unable to resist God’s charm.

Lucius admitted that he had taken a gamble, but Plotina's actions had proved that his bet was right.

Hehehe, this is the correct script. This is the absolute suppression of a sixteen-year-old over a six-year-old!

Alas, it’s a pity that this is just a simulation. If this operation could be performed in reality, Lucius couldn’t imagine how cool it would be.

Knight Mainna said nothing and just watched.

Strictly speaking, as a royal guard, he should have been loyal to his duty and stopped Lucius when Lucius scolded Plotina.

But why bother arguing with two six-year-olds?

One is the apple of the emperor's eye, and the other is the Achilles' heel of the uncrowned king of the East. Children's tempers come and go quickly. They quarrel now, but they will make up soon.

If he takes it too seriously, he will be the one to suffer after the two kids make up.

Moreover, the situation had developed to this point because he had deliberately fanned the flames.

The order he received was to take Plotina back before the track and field competition began. There was still a full hour before the competition started. He could wait for the two children to finish their conversation, or inform Plotina of the emperor's will in a more tactful way.

But he chose the most straightforward way and tore Plotina's lies apart on the spot.

The beginning of a lie means the beginning of countless lies to cover it up.

The more lies you tell, the deeper the hurt will be when the truth comes out.

There have been enough misfortunes in the Princess' family, and Mainna doesn't want her to be hurt in the future, so he chooses to burst this bubble.

"Your Highness, are you going to continue making fun of me?"

Lucius turned his head and met those tearful and pleading eyes with a cold gaze.

"Please let me finish..."

Plotina sniffed, her voice a little hoarse, and she pinched the corner of Lucius's clothes with her knuckles more tightly:

"I didn't mean to fool you... I was just afraid, afraid that once you knew my identity, you would become like everyone else..."

"Oh, others?"

Lucius sneered, "Your Highness, do you think that everyone in this world approaches you just to get something from you?"

"Am I poor, lowly, ugly, insignificant, soulless, and heartless? I lack as much as you do, I have as much soul as you do, and as much heart as you do."

"I am not speaking to you based on custom, convention, or even flesh and blood. Instead, my soul is talking to your soul. Our souls should be equal!"

After saying that, Lucius took advantage of Plotina's moment of distraction to shake off her hand and left quickly alone.