Symphony for the Insect Princess

First she looked at their faces. After a few seconds, she muttered, "They each have their own merits."

Then she looked at the hair and murmured, "Win, probably";

Then she looked at her breasts, she stared at them for a full minute, and finally chose to remain silent;

Then she looked at her waist, and after comparing it for a long time, she muttered, "It seems that I am thinner."

Then he looked at the buttocks for almost two minutes, and then chose to remain silent again;

Finally, the legs took the longest time to look at, and the final evaluation was "narrow victory".

After the observation was over, there was obvious hostility in her eyes.

"This... boss lady? What should I call you?"

"Charlotte, you can call me Charlotte."

"Hmm~~~ The name Charlotte is so common. How about a more unique name like 'Humanoid Self-Propelled STD Wholesale Market'?"

"Hey, Sedraon..." Osam tugged at her sleeve, but was ignored.

She stared at the proprietress Charlotte with a sly smile, but the latter's business-like smile remained unchanged.

"How should I understand you?"

"Mmmm, that's exactly what it means. You give off the vibe of a flirtatious widow from a pornographic book... Wait, you're not really a widow, are you?"

"My husband passed away many years ago, and I now live with my only daughter."

"Did I guess it right? That's quite a coincidence! It must be very hard for such a beautiful widow to live in this Balbula where villains are rampant."

“It’s certainly not easy.”

"Of course you are. I wonder how many rounds of beatings you have to endure every day by the local thugs and hooligans to keep yourself alive?"

"Hey, Sedraon!"

Osam couldn't help but speak out to stop him, but he just "stopped" and didn't "refute".

Because most people, including him, thought the same thing as Sedroon. A fragile single mother, young and beautiful, with a figure that was practically a walking aphrodisiac, and in this thug-ridden Balbula, it would be strange not to think that way.

Sedraon, of course, ignored Osam, and her taunting continued.

"Now that I think of it, it reminds me of the plot of that pornographic book I read back then. 'Want to protect your daughter? If you don't want her to end up like you, then just be obedient!' -- that kind of storyline, I never get tired of watching it~ Hahaha~~"

"guest……"

"Oh? I'm really sorry if I accidentally said it again, after all——"

"You are like a child."

"………………………………ah?"

Sedroon's expression suddenly froze.

"What did you say?"

"Do you often get told that you act like a child?"

"Hey……"

Sedroon's expression grew colder and colder, but Charlotte's expression remained unchanged, except that her eyes narrowed slightly.

"When you see something you hate, you want to destroy it. When you see someone you don't like, you want to bully them. You never care about the consequences of your words... This is what a child, and a very uneducated child, would do."

"..."

"If you're past your rebellious phase, why not grow up a little? You can't be a rebellious child your whole life."

"..."

The atmosphere has dropped to freezing point.

Osam muttered "It's over" under his breath, and retreated with everyone else, ready to escape from the enraged Sedroon.

however--

“…How boring.”

Sedroon shook his head. Although his expression remained cold, the murderous aura in his eyes had weakened slightly.

"I'd like to book a room, but I haven't decided how long I'll stay. Are there any rooms available now?"

"The rooms on the east side of the second floor are all empty. You will settle the rent when you check out." Charlotte took out the key from under the counter and handed it to her.

"Is the meal included?"

"Only breakfast is included. Please make your own lunch and dinner."

"mean."

She grunted and left the counter, heading for the stairs.

The mercenaries were still standing there stupidly.

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Come upstairs!"

“““““Ah, um…”””””

After taking the key from the counter, the mercenaries followed, and Charlotte watched them leave with her chin in her hand.

Suddenly, Sedroon, who was walking in front, turned around.

The obsidian black pupils and the blood-red pupils looked at each other from a distance.

"……snort."

Sedroon turned his head away, and Charlotte also looked away with a slight wry smile.

(There are so many weirdos these days... I'm a bit weird myself though)

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The tea party with girls of the same age was indeed very enjoyable.

Qiumila is strange but also cute, and Clara is a good child. They are both worth making friends with.

Although Aisia had no real intention of making friends with them.

They were both good in every way—that was the truth.

Now that I think about it, my attention was indeed drawn to her at the tea party.

(Nairis...)

That stunning face, graceful figure, and elegant demeanor—clearly beautiful, so alluring, yet not immediately elicited any vulgar desires. The girl named Nairis seemed the embodiment of the beauty and sensuality of "femininity," filtering away the vulgarity and leaving only the purest beauty.

How precious this beauty is.

Whenever I looked at her closely from a close distance, I would even feel dizzy.

hope,

hope,

Although she is a little willful, she still hopes that

No matter what the opportunity is, I hope this girl can stay by my side forever——

Therefore,

Myself - should I be happy now?

Is this an opportunity?

After the tea party, Qiumila and Clara were sent back to their rooms. Along the way, they talked and laughed, and their relationship improved unknowingly.

Then, Nairis took the tea set to be washed. The room where the utensils were washed was mostly occupied by servants, and it was not convenient for her as the eldest daughter to go in, so the two of them separated for a while. Nairis washed the tea set while she went to the toilet for a while.

It's just a few minutes of separation, she should be fine... That's what I thought at the time.

Then, when I went to the maid's quarters, to her room to look for her—

"Miss... Miss... This is... I... I really..."

Her tearful face instantly pierced his heart.

In the maid's small room, she knelt weakly on the ground, holding the thing in her hand, at a loss.

"I don't know... I really... I don't know why! I wanted to change my clothes... and when I opened the closet... it was right there!"

The beautiful ball in the girl's hand was emitting a rainbow glow.

Chapter 51 (Happy National Day!)

Happy National Day~ However, the unlucky author caught a cold...

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"Calm down, Naerys."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... but I really can't do anything..."

"calm down……"

"Really? I just stumbled upon it! They were right there when I opened the closet. I didn't even…"

"Naerys, calm down!"

Aisia pressed down the maid's shoulders, who was completely in panic, and looked into her eyes. It seemed that Nairis's rapid breathing finally calmed down a little, as if she was overwhelmed by Aisia's aura.

"Miss...I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"It's okay, Nairis. Anyone would be confused if they suddenly found this thing in their room."

"Um……"

Her hands in royal blue gloves brushed through Nairis's hair. While feeling the silky touch through the gloves, Aisia looked at the object that fell to the ground.

It was an egg-sized sphere with a transparent shell. Light particles seemed to be flowing inside, emitting a faint rainbow glow.

It is exactly the same as the appearance of the legendary ownerless treasure.

But, is it true or false?

There is no way to determine it immediately, because the only three magic mark samples are kept by three investigation teams respectively, and it is difficult to get them by oneself.

"Calm down now, Naerys?"

"It's all right now... I think."

"Then can you tell me in detail what happened?"

"After separating from the young lady, I went to clean the tea set. When I was done, I suddenly noticed tea stains on my maid outfit, so I wanted to change into a spare one."

"Then he opened the wardrobe..."

"Yes, I opened the closet and it's right under the change of clothes."

"Did you lock the door when you came out to join me this morning?"

"It's locked, but it doesn't mean much..."

"Indeed, the locks on the servants' quarters are very simple. Even without magic or special tools, they can be easily broken by brute force."

In other words, anyone who wanted to could enter and leave the servants' quarters and put things in them.

So who was it? Someone must have entered Nyris's room and placed the great secret treasure there, but what was the point? Was it to frame Nyris? It was impossible to place a precious great secret treasure—real or fake—in her room just to frame a maid, right?

"Miss, this... how should we deal with this..."

"Well..."

Looking at the great secret treasure, Aisia fell into deep thought again.

This iridescent glow was so beautiful and alluring, seemingly evoking the deepest desires in the human heart. Suddenly, Aisia understood why everyone pursued it with such obsession. If she were asked if she desired the Great Secret Treasure, the answer would be, of course, "yes." Everyone harbors a deep desire for precious things, and as a self-taught alchemist, she longed for it, even if it was for academic purposes.

and--

"There's no letter number..."

"Alphabetical number?"

"nothing."

Asia shook her head.