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

"Oh, this is Alice, my personal maid." Roy introduced Charlotte.

This was the first official meeting between the protagonist of the original work and his harem in "Angel Rondo". He was really curious whether the two would spark any love.

However, both Charlotte and Alice sensed a hint of inexplicable hostility from their gazes as they met each other, and at the same time, they couldn't help but secretly admire each other's amazing beauty.

I always feel inexplicably unhappy*2

Fortunately, their eyes quickly shifted away from each other.

Alice suppressed her hostility, lifted her maid's skirt, and bowed respectfully and impeccably to Charlotte, who nodded slightly in response.

Afterwards, the blonde maid left the stage on her own accord and joined the crowd.

Although personal maids can attend the banquet, they can only stay outside the venue at most. Charlotte and Roy will enter soon. Alice originally planned to stay outside, but now she just left a little earlier.

However, there was an indescribable feeling of sadness in my heart.

Alice turned around and looked back one last time.

Roy and Charlotte got along well while chatting and laughing, and they were really as perfect a match as Alice had imagined, a gentleman and a lady.

The master seems very happy.

No matter how unhappy she was, as a personal maid, she shouldn't disturb her master.

"Alice is very sensible, right? Alas, she is so self-conscious before I even said anything, which makes me feel embarrassed." Roy couldn't help but say a few more words when talking about Alice.

"Hmm~, you like her very much." Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly.

She didn't believe the rumor that Roy abused the little maid, but the problem was that it was hard not to believe another rumor.

It is said that Roy turned over a new leaf because of the maid named Alice.

Besides the knight princess, isn't the most popular romance the master-servant relationship?

A reformed young villain and a pure and lovely maid, it sounds quite exciting... No, it's quite tricky!

What a joke! I finally found a gentleman, how could I watch him get snatched away by a little maid?!

Charlotte glanced over, her voice deliberately melodious: "I'm by your side, and you're still thinking about other girls."

"Huh? I'm not..."

Roy's praise stopped abruptly. He glanced at Charlotte's slightly depressed profile, and his mind started working rapidly.

Why does this sound like lemon?

Could it be that Charlotte really has no interest in Alice at all?

Charlotte didn't give him a chance to explain, but directly and elegantly stretched out her slender wrist with a gardenia wristband in front of him, looking back with encouragement and expectation and smiling, the meaning of which was obvious.

"Okay, don't think too much."

"Now, you are only allowed to think about me."

There seemed to be a flame in the girl's crimson eyes, which was brighter than the brightly lit manor and the brilliant and boundless night sky behind her. With a subtle but passionate emotion, it ignited Roy's inner desire.

But he didn't understand what was going on.

Well, even without the anxiety in the original work, the princess had no interest in Alice at all.

But aren't you a severe misogynist? Why are you suddenly asking me to hold your hand?!

Seeing Roy standing there in a daze, not moving, Charlotte's heart began to beat faster, and a hot red gradually rose on her little face.

To put it bluntly, Charlotte has never had any experience in love and is just copying lines from knight novels.

Alas, shouldn’t the male protagonist naturally hold her hand at this time?

Was what I just said weird?!

Just when Roy was about to make a move, Charlotte finally backed down and coughed twice in a rather artificial manner.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Don't, don't get me wrong, what I mean is, that is... you see, I don't have a male companion this time, and you don't have a female companion..."

The girl's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as thin as a mosquito's hum. She no longer had the arrogance of a lion cub that she had when she entered the room. Instead, she sounded like a kitten that was so anxious that it didn't know what to do.

Charlotte blushed and chased a strand of hair from her temple. She wanted to look away, but she couldn't help but cast a prying glance, not realizing that her every move was seen by Roy.

After a long time, Roy couldn't help laughing.

Although he didn't know the reason, he finally understood the other party's purpose.

"So Charlotte wants to invite me to keep her company?" Roy asked with a smile.

This light-hearted question made the girl nervous, and her face tensed up even more. She snorted slightly, "If you don't like it, forget it."

The princess was like a naughty little girl at this moment, which made Roy laugh and cry.

"How could that be? I'm so happy."

Charlotte's request wasn't excessive, so how could Roy miss this opportunity to gain her favor?

But he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his hand, the other party grabbed it and held his arm.

It is as warm as cotton clouds, as soft as silk to the touch, and carries the fragrance of gardenia, gently approaching.

"Huh, that's pretty much it!"

The little princess raised her head proudly, took Roy's arm as she wished, and walked into the meeting place in the manor villa with him.

Chapter 41: Flirting Fails and Getting Flirted

The formal venue for the dinner is inside the villa.

As people arrived one after another, the young nobles who had been lingering outside also entered the official venue one after another.

The venue was decorated magnificently, with candlelight and lights complementing each other, and the fragrance of high-end liquor wafted with people's conversations, intoxicating people.

But what really made the young nobles feel uneasy were the important figures standing around them.

Grand Duke Raymond, Marquis [Iron Blood], Count [Woodpecker], Griffin Knight Claude...

Although the people present were dressed in finery and had peaceful expressions, their reputations were well-known. They were either dignitaries of the current Lionheart Kingdom or heroes who had slain dragons more than a decade ago.

Faced with these heroes they have heard of since childhood, young people feel yearning and awe, but more of it is nervousness.

Among these young people with nervous expressions and awkward behavior, there were only two figures who appeared calm and dignified, dazzling and dazzling. Even when facing the host of the banquet, Grand Duke Raymond, they did not show any nervousness.

"Lord Raymond, on behalf of the Reinhardt royal family, I extend my most sincere blessings to you."

"Your Highness, there's no need to be so formal. Just call me uncle!"

After the pleasantries, Raymond looked at the young man arm in arm in front of him, his smile rather playful, and he changed his tone to teasing the younger generation: "It is said that Your Highness is not interested in men, but now it seems that is not the case."

No, no, no, our princess is indeed a lesbian.

Roy subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand to avoid being misunderstood, but Charlotte held his hand tighter.

The soft and warm skin also had an intoxicating fragrance, and it moved closer, making Roy feel very uncomfortable.

"I just looked down on those guys before." Charlotte snorted to herself and glanced at Roy secretly.

Roy was confused by the stare.

"In other words, there is still someone you like now?" Carl, who was beside old Raymond, suddenly became excited and asked excitedly.

"I heard that Your Highness got along well with Roy at the blind date. It seems he couldn't stay for dinner. If it's convenient, you could arrange another time to chat."

"Ah, this..."

Faced with Karl's passionate questioning, Charlotte couldn't help but shyly turned away her gaze.

Walking out of the blind date was a dark memory for Charlotte. If she had stayed for dinner, her relationship with Roy would be completely different now, but what was going on now?

Most importantly, what did Roy think of her?

Filled with anxiety, the usually dignified and graceful princess now hesitated and seemed to be in an awkward position.

Seeing this, Roy became even more anxious than Charlotte.

Dad, please don’t cheat me. Is it easy for me to gain some favorability?

I don't mean that. If you keep pestering me, I'll obviously lose my favor!

"Dad, we know what to do. Don't worry about it." Roy complained to his father.

"That's right. Stay out of the youngsters' business." Old Raymond pulled Carl around and turned around. Before leaving, he gave Roy and Charlotte a knowing smile. "There's still some time before the dinner officially starts. Enjoy it."

Really, Carl is usually quite calm, why does he get so excited when talking about Charlotte?

After the two elders left, Roy finally breathed a sigh of relief and took Charlotte for a walk around the venue.

It was all because of Carl's words. Roy's originally stable mentality became elated, and he once again realized how ambiguous the relationship between him and the princess beside him was.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was rare for aristocratic men and women to be seen holding hands all the time. It seemed that he and Charlotte were too close.

No wonder my father misunderstood.

Roy could even catch a glimpse of a woman in the corner giving them a flirtatious look.

"Charlotte, isn't it a good idea for us to keep going like this?"

Roy pulled his hand away from Charlotte's waist, but she reacted very quickly and grabbed his hand tightly in two seconds.

"Why not?" The little princess pouted, her beautiful eyes glaring slightly. "Isn't it always like this at balls?"

"Isn't it just holding hands? Look how nervous you are." Charlotte said as she moved closer, raised the corners of her mouth, as if she was enjoying Roy's embarrassment.

The two of them were face to face, so close that Roy could once again look at the beautiful face under the light, and even see the fuzz on the girl's cheeks.

Roy was confused by the stare and couldn't help but lower his head.

"Haha, are you shy?" The girl covered her mouth and smiled happily.

Although he didn't hate it, Roy was also very dissatisfied.

As a master with rich experience in love (referring to the galgame experience in the previous life), how could he be teased by a mere innocent little girl?

"Charlotte is the same. She's been holding on so tightly since just now. It seems you don't have much experience either?" Roy adjusted his breathing and fought back in a relaxed tone.

"Could it be that Charlotte really has no interest in men?"

Tremble, Lily Girl, take my armor-piercing blow!

"Uh, no, it's not! It's just that there wasn't anything suitable before!"

As Roy expected, Charlotte was stunned and her tone suddenly became confused.

However, it was not the embarrassment of having the truth exposed, but the deep helplessness.

It's fine for everyone else, but why does even Roy think she's a lesbian?!

"I'm just not interested in those guys!" Charlotte snorted loudly at first, then suddenly lowered her voice to a whisper: "No, but if it's you...it's not impossible..."

Roy guessed the beginning, but was caught off guard by Charlotte's abrupt approval.

I don’t know if it was an illusion of the light, but the girl’s cheeks were lightly flushed, like a sweet, tempting and juicy little apple, making people want to take a bite of it.

Damn, this woman...

How come it's kind of cute?!

"I'm obviously a bad boy?" Roy used a frivolous tone to hide his inner hesitation.

"After today, there will probably be a lot of rumors. The dignified Princess Lionheart rejected such a gentleman and chose a good-for-nothing young man as her partner."

Roy just said it casually, feeling that the princess was completely different from the one in the original work who scorned the evil young man.

But Charlotte's voice dropped.

"I don't care what they say."

"I only care about what I see."

Charlotte stretched out a hand, stretched out her palm, and cupped Roy's cheek, making their eyes meet.

Those crimson eyes were filled with warmth, passion, recognition, and a certain softness that Roy couldn't see through.

Charlotte smiled with pure confidence, disdainful of the criticism around her: "So you don't need to care about those boring rumors."

"I don't really care about those rumors."

"Ugh?"