"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet. What do you want to do with Monarch Ermero the Second?"
Luvia ate her snacks as she looked at Ryuga. "Even if you want me to help, I don't know what you want to do. Even if I wanted to help, I wouldn't be able to, right?"
"Nothing special."
Ryuga nodded. Even if Luvia didn't say it, he was going to explain it to her. "I plan to enter the Clock Tower to learn magic, but it's too difficult for me to enter with my status, so I need the protection of a family with enough status and power."
"Huh? Enter the Clock Tower to learn magic? "
Luvia's eyes widened. Rather than shock, it was more appropriate to say that she was dumbfounded. "What kind of whimsical idea is this? You're an anomaly, an existence close to a Death Apostle. If you enter the Clock Tower, you'll definitely be targeted by various forces. Any magician won't mind taking some parts from you! "
"That's why I have my eyes on Monarch Ermero the Second. With the power and power of Ermero's family, it should at least be enough to shelter me in, right?"
After all, the twelve monarchs were the pinnacle of power in the Clock Tower above all magicians. Even if he was an anomaly, it should be enough to shelter him for a period of time, right?
It wouldn't take long, one month would be enough.
Ryuga didn't have much interest in learning magic. Although magic was convenient, it didn't increase his strength by much. It was not as efficient as him traveling between worlds.
"So that's why you have your eyes on Ermero the Second for this reason …"
Luvia held her forehead, looking as if she didn't know how to react. "To be honest, there has never been a precedent of a Death Apostle entering the Clock Tower. Not to mention how many people would covet it, most of the Death Apostles don't have the need to learn magic … But, since you said so, I can only help."
"But you'd better not get your hopes up. Although the Elmero family can still be considered a monarch's family, their faction has been weakened recently. It's still not certain if they'll be willing to help you."
Luvia had used the word 'willing' instead of 'can'. In other words, in her eyes, if Elmero's family was willing, they should at least be able to protect Ryuga for a short period of time.
That was more than enough. As for the extent of their family's decline, that was not something Ryuga had to worry about.
"Sorry, I'm going to sleep now."
Luvia stood up and walked to the bedside. After taking some sugar, she looked a little better.
However, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Ryuga warily.
"If I may ask, you won't do anything strange while I'm asleep, right?"
To be honest, if Ryuga really wanted to do something to her, Luvia felt that she had no chance of resisting. Although most magicians didn't care much about their chastity, she cared a lot about it. At the very least, she didn't want to give her first time to a weird guy like Ryuga in this damned place.
"I won't."
Ryuga gave an affirmative answer.
Now that he and Luvia had established a relatively harmonious working relationship, if he really did that, perhaps Luvia wouldn't be able to resist. However, there would be a crack in their relationship, and it would be hard to guarantee that she wouldn't secretly make things difficult for him.
Ryuga viewed completing the mission as his top priority, and any factors that could cause the mission to fail must be eliminated.
"That's good."
Luvia sighed in relief, but still cast a vigilant magic spell beside the bed. Although she knew that this magic spell couldn't stop Roland, at least it could make her feel at ease.
After lying on the bed, Luvia quickly fell asleep.
Ryuga didn't have any intention of doing anything to her, and he just quietly went back into the closet.
…
The next morning.
"Knock knock knock!"
The knocking on the door woke Luvia up from her deep sleep, and she let out a lazy sigh. "Who is it?"
"Miss Edfeld, I'm a servant from Peel City. I'm here to inform you that breakfast is ready."
"Got it."
Luvia sighed slightly and then roused her spirit. She got up from the bed and took off her pajamas, revealing her white and tender skin and graceful figure. Her light waist and slender legs gave people a strong impulse to play with them.
This was especially true for her chest. She clearly looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but her size had already surpassed most adult women. Although she still couldn't compete with Musashi, she had already developed to a level that even the two of them couldn't reach.
"Creak —"
The sound of the wardrobe opening startled Luvia. She hurriedly took out a blue dress from her suitcase to cover her body. Then, she cast an angry look at Liuxia, who walked out of the wardrobe.
"Do you have servant's clothes?"
Ryuga paused, and although his gaze didn't shift, it didn't fall on Luvia's body either.
"It's in the box on the ground over there! Find it yourself! "
Luvia glared at Ryuga, and covered her body with the dress, not daring to change.
Ryuga quietly walked to the box and opened it.
It seemed to be the clothes of Luvia's servants, but because Peel City only allowed one servant, all the servants were sent back, leaving only the box and the clothes inside.
Liu Xia chose a slim black suit that didn't look too out of place with his slender figure. Then, he didn't care that he was in front of the girl. He took off his clothes and put on the suit.
Luvia glared at him from behind, and then when Ryuga changed his clothes, she quickly changed into the blue dress in her hand, and suddenly she looked like a princess who walked out of a fairy tale, elegant and beautiful.
Her golden curly hair was tied up with a blue ribbon, and the dress on her was sleeveless with a shawl, showing the strong demeanor of a lady.
Purely based on appearance, she was indeed worthy of her status as a Finnish noble, and indeed had the beauty and pride of a princess. Among all the beauties Ryuga had seen so far, she was one of the best.
"Alright, let's go and eat."
After changing her clothes, Luvia breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door, and Ryuga followed behind her like a servant.
Under the guidance of the servant, the two of them arrived near the hall on the second floor.
Just by walking nearby, several smells of completely different styles entered their nostrils.
In the hall on the second floor.
There was a huge granite table that could seat more than 20 people, and there were napkins embroidered with different emblems on each seat, as if to tell the guests where to sit.
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