房客(糙汉)何璐程曜坤

Chapter 211 – 65 – Morning Full Of Surprises (part 8)

"…"

The gold-haired prince was quiet – the situation was peculiar and his reaction would matter – if he acted as if the Zoemi catching Mireitte that resulted in the hug bothered him even a little bit, the rumors might spread about the dark-haired girl cheating on him on her attendant.

There was a positive part to it though – after taking upon himself the scaled-up punishment that was supposed to be Miriette's, Zoemi status grew to a somewhat of a perfect attendant, so unless neither Horeo nor Miriette will go out of their way to make the save as something inappropriate, no one else would either…

…that is if the dark-haired girl and the black-haired boy wouldn't stay like that for too long.

"!!!"

OR IF MIRIETTE WOULDN'T TRY TO RETURN THE HUG AS SHE WAS TRYING TO DO RIGHT AT THE VERY MOMENT!

The first prince had to at whether it would make the situation look suspicious or not, because in this case, his not acting would most definitely lead to the most troublesome outcome.

|That cunning fox brain must have got fried from the closeness…!|

The gold-haired boy scoffed to himself, grabbing Miriette's arm and pulling her towards himself right out of the protective embrace of her concerned attendant.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Shut up, are you trying to get Zoemi in trouble?!"

Horeo glanced at Miriette while the dark-haired girl glared at him with murderous intent making the gold-haired prince scoff right in her face with anger.

"She can be so clumsy sometimes… I hope that dealing with my fiancee isn't causing you too much trouble, my friend."

The first prince turned to the slightly grumpy-looking Zoemi and smiled at him apologetically, carefully picking his words.

"My only wish is to assure my master's happiness, my prince."

"…!"

The black-haired boy straightened his back just to bow his head towards the first prince – for everyone else t was just another display of the textbook performance of a great attendant, but Horeo who knew the black-haired boy sensed something else in the tone of voice of his friend…

|…is… is Zoemi angry at me that I pulled the cunning fox away from him?!|

The gold-haired boy was so shocked that he actually froze in place.

"W-well, the second lecture is about to start – we should get going, my love."

"…?"

Horeo actually stuttered and turned around, moving the surprised Miriette together with him.

"Zoemi, you still have something else to do, right? Join us whenever you're done."

The gold-haired prince waved his free hand at Zoemi without looking back thrown off by the unexpected discovery.

|I think that she actually might have won…|

Horeo thought to himself while securely holding onto his fiancee's shoulders, hoping that she would understand to not do anything stupid in public…

"…"

Miriette glanced over her shoulder a few times at the solemn attendant with a grumpy expression but she already calmed down enough to realize the possible dangers of the situation.

*pinch*

"…ghh…!"

Even so, she did start to mercilessly pinch the side of her fiance regardless…

"I can't believe it, how dare you block me like that!? Do you want me to send my Air Emperors after your head when you'll be asleep!?"

Miriette whispered venomously moving her head upwards towards the first prince's ear.

Horeo looked her in the eyes in disbelief, surprised by the sudden attack.

"You almost kissed him in the middle of the corridor! Think about your surroundings a little! You would get Zoemi in so much trouble that even both of us together would have trouble with saving him!"

He answered angrily – showing off far more emotions than usually.

"Pffft!"

Miriette just snorted.

"What troubles? I can fly, you can teleport. I have three invisible dragons at my back and call and you have a city-leveling spell gathering the light mana in the atmosphere! Who can stop us?"

"King's guards for example, or the royal magician, or one of the ice magicians our families would surely hire! We're strong but not invincible! Don't stop thinking now or you're going to doom Zoemi before I would get the chance to steal him away from you!"

Horeo rolled his eyes and enlightened the dark-haired girl.

"The power of the wrath of light is the problem – I have trouble accurately targetting anything smaller than a mansion and you cannot forget about the collateral damage. As for your air emperors…"

He hesitated and furrowed his brows trying to recall the time when the three of them completed the theory about the monstrous spell only a little bit less complicated than the wrath of light.

"Wouldn't they be the same with enough time? They are literally the conscious personification of a hurricane – not to mention that they might stop listening to you if they gather enough mana."

"I… Urgh! I hate you! Why are you always right?!"

Miriette wanted to retort but Horeo was speaking the truth.

"I hope I was right activating the wrath of light – don't forget that I can fire it whenever I want – unfortunately, that includes doing so subconsciously when I sleep – your spell might end up rebelling against you, but I can literally kill myself and everyone around me if I have a nightmare."

Horeo sighed and complained in a tired voice.

"…"

Miriette glared at him once more but soon her shoulders slumped and she nodded.

"Yes, you're right… Accumulative spells are such a chore…"

She nodded in agreement.

—–

Zoemi looked at the backs of his master and her fiance with a heavy heart and expressionless face.

|…I might be getting ahead of myself…|

He took a deep breath and turned around – he certainly had a few things to ask Ehmi.

After all, she must have been the one to cause the extreme phenomenon this time around…

Zoemi was looking down, deep in thoughts, and took a step forward without looking where he was going and…

"UUFF…!"

"Boy, we need to talk."

…ended up walking right into a tall burly red-haired tanned man, bumping his face against the man's chest.

"Asp…! Lord Vereq…?!"

Zoemi took a step back and shook his head in confusion, looking up at the corpse puppet's face.

"This will have to wait – young lady Bictureo and miss Burushi are waiting for m…"

He raised his hand apologetically, but the figurehead headmaster Burdoff Mekhior Vereq controlled by the necromancer Aspakeony shook his head and grabbed the boy's shoulder.

"They can wait a little bit – in the first place that girl isn't experiencing the flow of time the same time you or even I do.

Aspakeony spoke in a serious tone through Burdoff's mouth and grabbed Zoemi without waiting for him to come up with another excuse.

Going to see her in person wasn't even a choice and the black-haired boy was just dragged, utterly confused about what was going on.