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Chapter 459

Words:1898Update:22/06/20 13:16:14

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On the road leading to the Magic Academy, four golden-helmeted Knights escorted the carriage.

The carriage was decorated with gold, silver, platinum, and other precious metals.

On the side of the carriage was the royal family's coat of arms. It was a combination of a unicorn and a crystal staff.

The horse pulling the carriage wasn't an ordinary horse either. It was a unicorn with a horn on its forehead, just like the holy beast on the emblem.

According to legends, only pure and innocent young girls could ride on the unicorn to pull the carriage of the princess who was loved by the people. There was nothing more suitable than this.

The window was covered with lace to prevent outsiders from seeing the interior of the carriage. Inside the carriage, Patrice and Anrietta were sitting opposite each other.

"Miss Norej, it's not good for your eyes to read in the swaying carriage."

Looking at Patrice who was quietly reading a book in the carriage, Anrietta chuckled.

"It's fine, I have a spell to protect my eyes."

"Oh?" Looking at the glasses on Patrice's small nose, Anrietta blinked. "Then why is Miss Norej wearing glasses?"

Patrice pushed up her glasses. In that instant, Anrietta seemed to see Patrice's glasses glowing.

"MuQ, just to match the atmosphere."

— In layman's terms, it's just pretending.

Cough, cough, that doesn't count.

Although Patrice said that, she still closed the book on her knees and glanced at the back of the carriage.

Even though she couldn't see the situation outside through the wooden planks, Patrice knew that the carriage behind the carriage belonged to the Grand Secretary who controlled part of Toristine's authority after the death of the late King.

From the grandeur of the carriage, which was faintly more luxurious than the princess' carriage, it could be seen that Anrietta and her niece didn't have much authority.

"Coming out to take a look at the evaluation of the academy, you're being followed. It's really hard being a princess."

Patrice said in a low voice.

"It can't be helped …"

Anrietta sighed.

Other than the two carriages, there were also the royal guards and magic guards around them.

These people were made up of the children of famous nobles, and they were also the targets of the nobles throughout the country.

On the flower-covered street, the civilians on both sides were cheering enthusiastically.

"Long live Toristine! Long live Her Royal Highness Princess Anrietta! "

Such cheers rose and fell one after another.

Hearing the cheers outside, Patrice shook her head and smiled. "Although your authority is restricted, it seems that your reputation in the hearts of ordinary people isn't bad."

Angelietta showed a rare shyness.

Then, under Patrice's indifferent gaze, Anrietta slowly opened the curtains and revealed a smile as beautiful as a rose.

Then, Anrietta lowered the curtain and sighed deeply in front of Patrice.

His eyes were filled with distress and melancholy that did not match his age.

"Are you still worried about that?"

Hearing Patrice's question, Anrietta nodded wordlessly.

There was a rebellion in Albion. The fierce confrontation between the nobles and the royal family made the whole country uneasy.

From the looks of it, the final victory of the nobles was already a foregone conclusion.

The nobles had declared that they wanted to unify the continent, so after overthrowing the royal family, their next step would be to send troops to Toristine.

Toristine was only a small country. In order to win allies against Albion, the true ruler of the country, Mazarlini, intended to marry Anrietta to the Emperor of Grumania.

However, after spending some time with Anrietta, Patrice was clear that the beautiful princess in front of her liked the Prince of Albion, Wales Tudor.

This was destined to be a relationship that wasn't blessed and was cursed by others.



When the princess and her entourage passed through the main gate of the magic academy, what appeared before them were the students who had already gathered.

The students raised their wands in unison, making a small but heavy sound.

At the entrance of the magic academy, the dean, Osman, stood at the front to welcome the princess and her entourage.

After the carriage stopped, the attendants immediately rushed over and laid out a red carpet in front of the carriage.

The guard at the side nervously announced, "Her Royal Highness has arrived."

Eight-cloud Ink, who stood behind the crowd, crossed her arms in front of her chest and lazily looked at the carriage.

"This is really … putting on airs."

However, after the carriage opened, the person who came down made Eight-cloud Ink's eyes widen.

"M-M-Sister!!!"

When the students saw that it wasn't Her Royal Highness who came down, but a very beautiful, scholarly purple-haired girl, they exclaimed and then whispered in each other's ears in confusion.

This also covered Eight-cloud Ink's exclamation.

However, Patrice, who was about to turn around and help Anrietta down, seemed to have sensed something and turned towards Eight-cloud Ink's direction.

"Eh? Little Yakumo? "

Anrietta put her hand on Patrice's hand and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing …"

Patrice revealed a thought-provoking smile.

"… I just met an acquaintance."

Acquaintance?

Patrice had told Anrietta that she came here with another person from the same world as her.

Could it be that person who had been repeatedly mentioned these days — Monster Eight-cloud Ink?

Although Anrietta was puzzled, it was inconvenient to ask in front of everyone.

The princess, who came down from the carriage, received cheers from the students as expected.

Revealing a rose like smile, Anrietta elegantly waved her hand.

"What a lovely princess!" Kisiel's eyes sparkled as he held a red rose in his hand.

"That's Princess Toristine? I'm prettier! "

In the crowd, Chuuk muttered.

"Who knows." Beside Chuuk, Tabatha, who was reading a magic book even in such an occasion, said in a low voice.

Anrietta, who was walking at the front, came to the group of teachers led by Aosman, who were still kneeling on one knee and said softly, "Because of my willfulness, you have to go through so much trouble. I'm very sorry, Mr. Aosman."

"It's nothing. We and the students have been looking forward to the arrival of Her Royal Highness."

"Only this year. No matter what, I want to see it."

"This is …?" Aosman raised his head slightly.

Angelietta smiled brightly. "It's because of my personal reasons!"



Princess Anrietta and her group were arranged to stay in a room that the academy had previously vacated.

After the reception ceremony, the students dispersed one after another, but everyone was discussing the matter of the princess.

Of course, there were also people who would occasionally discuss the identity of Patrice who followed Anrietta.

"Eh? Yagun, do you know the person who followed Her Royal Highness? "

In Louise's room, Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink with her round eyes.

"Yes, Sister Muq and I came from the same world. Back then, we stood on the summoning magic array together."

"Then why —"

"Well, it's probably an accident when we traveled through space."

Eight-cloud Ink lowered her head and tasted the black tea.

"Speaking of which, if there are no accidents, Sister Muq should come over tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, the shadow of a magic array appeared on the floor of the room.

Patrice and Anrietta appeared on the magic array.

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