As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

A charming chuckle fell from the shadows.

"I really want to taste you, Roy Ironblad."

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Roy's mood improved.

The fate-defying node has been resolved, the [pseudo-king bloodline] has been promoted, and the Blue Trial has been completed. It is highly likely that Nia will no longer be troubled by Janetia.

Not only did his life return to normal, it was even very fulfilling.

[Reputation +1000]

[Allies of the Sands Faction]: You have saved the reputations of countless members of the Sands Faction and gained the trust of Douglas, the leader of the Sands Faction. From now on, they will lend you a helping hand whenever you need them.

[Reputation +3000]

【title】:

[Winner of the Youth Trial]: As the winner of this year's Youth Trial, you are respected by all students and appreciated by all teachers in the school.

Roy knew there would always be criticism of him, but at least now when he walked around campus, most of the looks he received were one of awe. People would either greet him warmly or respectfully move out of his way, and even those with hostile gazes would hide in the shadows.

Academic performance and extraordinary abilities are mostly not disclosed to the public and will change over time. In addition, the college does not have a ranking system, so what is truly valued is actual performance.

The winner of the annual Seven Colors Trial is one of the most highly regarded achievements.

The original work mentioned that even Robert, the Lionhearted King, who is now the top extraordinary person in human history, was very upset because he missed the position of winner of the trial that year, which is enough to show its value.

After the final dinner, the Magicians' Society, the Adventurers' Guild, and even the Church of Holy Light sent Roy congratulatory letters and invited him to join them.

To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of investment.

Unfortunately, Roy had to write letters to refuse them one by one.

It’s not that Roy was so arrogant that he looked down on them, but there was a heavyweight in the letter who was really irresistible.

"Mr. Roy Ironblad is cordially invited to the West Wind Restaurant tomorrow night. The Chief wishes to have a good chat with you regarding Lady Nia."

There was only a short sentence in the letter, but it made Roy's hands sweat as he held it.

That day, he went on stage with the two girls, and naturally, they were seen by Janetia in the audience.

Roy noticed that the other person's face was terribly dark at that time, and he didn't dare to look at him any more.

Now, my mother is here to settle the score with me!

The customs of the descendants of elves are conservative and traditional, especially since Janetia is a typical traditional woman.

What you are doing is basically dancing in a minefield!

Roy felt a headache when he thought of this.

Logically, he should go find Nia today and ask her to say something good about him.

But tonight he had to make a bolder decision and roll around in the minefield.

That's right, instead of going to see Nia tonight, Roy also came to Lionheart Mansion.

He hopes to get Charlotte's consent before dealing with Nia's problem.

Under the crimson sky, a group of students dressed as knights were practicing against each other.

Seeing Roy coming, everyone, young and old, stopped what they were doing and saluted him as a knight with great respect.

Strictly speaking, Roy is actually the second-in-command of the Lionheart faction, but he just doesn't take charge of things.

Winning the Blue Trial this time undoubtedly promoted the reputation of the Lionheart faction, and once again consolidated Roy's position in the hearts of Lionheart students as a sworn knight.

"Lord Roy, if you're looking for His Highness, just go to the innermost room!"

"Fool, given the relationship between Lord Roy and His Highness, do I need you to remind me where the room is?"

As they talked and laughed, everyone's eyes became ambiguous.

No, I never raided the princess's room at night.

Although he complained in his heart, Roy maintained the demeanor of a noble on his face and waved gently to them.

"Don't worry about me, just focus on your own things."

Then, Roy stepped into the mansion and came to Charlotte's room with ease.

Just then a maid came out of Charlotte's room.

She saluted respectfully at first, and when she saw Roy coming to the door, she reminded him cautiously like a little animal: "Lord Roy, His Highness is not in a good mood."

Roy's hand that was knocking on the door paused slightly.

"It's okay, I know what to do." Roy smiled faintly at her.

The young maid blushed, but when she thought of the other party's relationship with the princess, she didn't dare to stay any longer and left in a hurry.

At this moment, Roy's calm expression finally relaxed.

After witnessing Nia forcefully kissing her and having to accept the award on the same stage with her, Charlotte had no chance of being in a good mood.

And now I am adding fuel to the fire.

But Roy knew very well that he had to make things clear to Charlotte.

It is not scary to have a harem, but it is scary to have one secretly. Once discovered, it will be the end of Bu Chengge, who will be chopped into pieces by the furious harem.

On the other hand, if we get the other person's consent, then there's no problem. Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone could live happily and harmoniously, enjoying the beauty of love together?

Sometimes Roy himself felt that he was very brave to have such a bold idea.

But this was the only solution he could think of.

Taking a deep breath and making up his mind for the last time, Roy gritted his teeth, pushed open the door, and stepped resolutely into Charlotte's room like a brave man embarking on the road to slay a dragon.

Chapter 144 I Want to Be Your Favorite

The curtains were gently drawn, blocking out the dusk, leaving only a faint afterglow to seep into the room through the gauze. There was no fire in the room, and the dim light flickered, making it look dim and gloomy.

The princess gazed out the window, her back to the door as she walked towards the tea table. Her red hair was down, slightly disheveled, and she wore a crimson school uniform. She no longer had the air of pride she once had, but instead a melancholy and a hint of irritation.

Like a bullied little lion.

Even though Roy had already entered the room, Charlotte still didn't turn around, as if she hadn't heard the sound of the door being pushed open at all.

Roy sighed, walked lightly to Charlotte's side.

The black tea on the table was no longer hot, and the girl's expression was the same as before, arrogant, majestic, and even a little unkind when she treated others.

But only in those crimson eyes was there a hint of grievance that only Roy could detect.

"I'm sorry about what happened that day."

Charlotte snorted sullenly and turned her face away, unwilling to face Roy.

"There's nothing to apologize for. It's all that green tea girl's fault. I don't blame you."

"If that's the case, then just look at me carefully."

Charlotte fell silent.

"You are still angry." Roy smiled bitterly.

"I'm not angry." Charlotte emphasized a little.

"But this is what should be done."

"I already said I didn't give birth..."

"But I still hope to get your consent."

Charlotte turned her head suddenly, her eyebrows raised, and she clenched her teeth fiercely.

The extraordinary aura was slightly agitated, emitting a terrifying power, causing a commotion among the knights outside.

Then she suddenly stood up, raised her hand, and attacked with flames.

Roy gritted his teeth and made no attempt to dodge.

However, when the blow landed, the raging flames disappeared, and it finally turned into a weak pink fist, landing on Roy's chest.

"I just want to ask you one question, Roy, do you still want me?" The girl's voice was a little hoarse.

Roy looked directly into that vulnerable gaze, gently grasped the small hand clutching his collar, and said in a deep voice, "My answer is the same as that day."

"You are all equally important to me."

Hearing this, Charlotte's eyes were no longer so haggard, but her expression became more complicated.

Equally important, or at least not unimportant.

But this also means that there is another girl who has occupied Roy's heart just like himself.

"You traitor, villain, philandering knight, you must have been tempted by those vile weapons, and easily seduced by that green tea!"

Charlotte glared at him, cursing him neither lightly nor harshly, and hitting him without any pain, but in the end, she sighed weakly.

"You are clearly the knight who belongs only to me."

Roy took her other hand.

The girl, whose hands were restrained by Roy, struggled for a while, but Roy controlled her without any effort.

Given Charlotte's Sequence 7 strength, if they really fought with brute force, Roy might not be her opponent.

Roy, sensing the other's state of mind, felt both secretly delighted and grateful. He lowered his head and whispered to the girl in his arms, "I will always be your knight."

The girl looked away and spat softly, "All you can do is talk."

"If you are truly my knight, you should obey me."

"I'm willing to listen to anything Charlotte says."

As soon as these words were spoken, Charlotte suddenly raised her head and looked straight at him.

Those crimson eyes were inexplicably hot, and Roy couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Then lower yourself."

"Ugh?"

Anger crossed the princess's face. "Just now I said I'd listen to anything."

Roy was already in the wrong, and as the opposing knight, he had no room for rebuttal. He could only suppress his uneasiness and do as he was told.

If he wanted to beat himself up to vent his anger, he would have done it just now, but what is he trying to do now?

"Lower, lower!

It was not until Roy knelt forward in a rather funny posture, almost at the same height as Charlotte, that the other party raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.

"That's pretty much it."

Just when Roy was extremely puzzled, the next second, the girl pounced on him with lightning speed.

The tea table shook violently, the teacups fell and shattered, and the black tea spilled onto the ground and slowly flowed, soaking the carpet.

Roy didn't have time to react before he was violently pushed onto the tea table, and the arrogant and unreasonable princess took away his right to breathe with her lips.

After a hasty kiss, Roy exclaimed.

"Charlotte, there's more out there...!"

The window is still open, and there are so many of your men in the courtyard a hundred meters away! What would happen if someone saw this?!

However, Charlotte pressed on him and smiled coldly.

But the blush on her face betrayed the shame and timidity in her heart.

"This is punishment."

"???"

Roy was both angry and amused, wondering who was being punished?

But before he could open his mouth, the arrogant princess kissed him forcefully again, as if ordering him to shut up with her actions.

The tea table, unable to bear the weight, began to tremble uncontrollably.

Before they could catch their breath or even break the silver thread between them, the passionate kiss came again, as if Her Royal Highness the Princess wanted to use everything she had to carve her own mark on him.