Chapter 123

After that, Lucia did not show any abnormality, it seemed that the tears were really just a sudden boredom.

Mistry followed Lucia to find Flora. Although she smiled, she was a little worried.

He doesn't know much about human beings, and it can even be said that he doesn't know much about the love with Lucia. But after having been with Lucia for so long, Mistry knew too much about Lucia.

Lucia is definitely not a human who will cry for no reason.

She looks very weak and afraid of suffering, but she always becomes strong at critical moments.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from fake crying to deceive people, Mistry hardly ever saw Lucia truly sad.

This time Lucia was really sad.

The conversation with Flora didn't take much time, and Lucia soon watched Flora socialize with the others.

Mistry was absent-minded, thinking about what happened to Lucia.

Even in this incarnation, it is very simple to want to directly read a human mind, but Mistry does not want to do that.

When he was distracted, Mistry was poked by Lucia, and he lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

"You listen to us." Lucia pinched the back of Mistry's hand lightly, "We were just thinking about how to attract His Majesty's attention."

"Attract the emperor's attention? Why?" Mistry didn't understand why Lucia did this.

"Of course it's for the emperor to give extra points." Lucia counted with her fingers, "Since you want to become a queen, of course you want to leave a good impression on His Majesty the Emperor."

Mistry said with a smile, "There's no point in attracting the Emperor's attention then."

"why?"

"The emperor's purpose is to find a woman who can help him govern the country. What he is asking for is not who is better at dancing and who is more beautiful," Mistry laughed, looking at those who danced on the dance floor. The woman, "What he wants must be the person who can get the most support from the nobles these days."

"Is that so?" Lucia reluctantly asked, "Is it possible that His Majesty will like one of them?"

"Who do you like?" Mistry said with a smile, "Look, no matter what, everyone is pretty much the same."

Lucia looked at the entire banquet hall.

Indeed, there are many very beautiful girls here, and each of them is dazzling when they are alone.

Their dresses are also so luxurious and beautiful, each of which is of high value, and a jewel on the necklace can last a year for the Lucia family.

Exquisite makeup, elegant demeanor, impeccable dancing, these nobles accumulated with money, there are too many people here.

Beauty or talent alone is not enough to attract people at such a banquet.

"Then why don't you try to eat and drink, or fall down and stain your clothes?" Lucia tentatively proposed a routine that is commonly used in novels, "This way you can attract attention?"

Although this proposal is ridiculous, but now at the banquet, Lucia realized that it is too difficult to attract attention.

Mistry smiled and joked: "Miss Lucia, you can try it out, no matter what you do, I will go to the hero to save the beauty."

Lucia shook her head cowardly: "Forget it."

"Okay, your friend, she already has her own ideas." Mistry motioned to Lucia to look, "She has begun to make friends with nobles."

Sure enough, Flora had already started chatting and laughing with a few nobles.

Looking at her little friend from a distance for a while, Lucia finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was also a little disappointed, because she found that Flora didn't seem to need her.

During the banquet, Flora did not go to dance, nor did she try to find the emperor, but to find her allies among the nobles.

Lucia didn't bother his friends either, and returned to the hotel where he stayed after the banquet.

Back in the room, Mistry took out the small warehouse that had not been used for a long time, and put the small dress on Lucia into it.

Lucia, who was originally a little fairy, turned into a pajama girl again. She sighed and lay directly on the bed, not wanting to move.

"If you're tired, take a shower and go to bed." Mistry began to take off his coat.

"Okay~" Lucia replied lazily, but she didn't want to move.

Mistry took off his coat, took care of it carefully, and packed it up and hung it in the closet. When he was done with all this, when he turned around, he found that his little flatfish was still paralyzed on the bed, not moving at all. .

"Miss Lucia, if you don't take a bath after attending the banquet, you will become a little bug." Mistry held Lucia's hand and pulled her.

"Little bed bugs are little bed bugs." Lucia was pulled up by Mistry like a wire doll, and she completely relaxed herself and was picked up by Mistry, "Smell you too!"

Mistry smiled and kissed Lucia's face: "Okay, I'll go get you some water, take a good bath and then rest."

Lucia hummed and didn't speak, lying on the bed watching Mistry tucking the sleeves of his shirt while walking to the bathroom: "Mistry."

"Huh?" Mistry stopped and looked back at Lucia, "What's wrong?"

"What's your real name?"

"My real name?" Mistry was taken aback, "Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask." Lucia replied softly, "Can't you tell me?"

Mistry frowned and thought for a moment: "It's not impossible, but not yet."

Lucia suddenly jumped up from the bed and jumped onto Mistry's back as a pendant on his back: "Why?"

"Because you can't listen now." Mistry supported Lucia and walked slowly to the bathroom, "And, no matter what my name is, I will always be your Mistry. "

"Well." Lucia thought for a while, "What were you doing every day before you met me?"

"Before I met you, I was bored every day." Mistry carried Lucia on his back and began to tidy up his bathing things. "I feel like there is nothing new in this world."

Lucia lay on Mistry's back, silently listening to him tell about her past.

"I don't like humans, I don't like gods... I can't say I don't like it, I just have no interest in everything."

Mistry's voice was very gentle, as calm as telling a fairy tale, but what he said was extremely indifferent: "Even if this world is destroyed, it has nothing to do with me."

Lucia wrapped Mistry's neck and asked in a low voice, "Then will you lose interest in me one day?"

"Of course not," Mistry replied immediately.

"Really?" Lucia's voice was uncertain.

"Of course, you are the cutest Lucia, how can you think like this." Mistry listened to Lucia's small voice and used all the human thinking ability he had to comfort, "I'm still there. I'm worried that you won't like me one day, because you humans change hearts really fast."

"I believe you." Lucia said softly.

Does she really believe it?

Mistry thought, but believe it or not, Lucia is still unhappy today.

Late at night.

Lucia had already fallen asleep, Mistry sat up from the bed, and the black mist gradually condensed on his naked body, turning into a dark dress.

He has something to do tonight.

Walking to the door, Mistry suddenly thought of something, and returned to the bedside with a purple feather in his hand.

Mistry gently placed the purple feather on Lucia's forehead, and the moment it touched Lucia's forehead, the feather turned into a little bit of broken light and slowly merged into Lucia's skin.

"Have a good dream, Miss Lucia." Mistry said softly.

This time, Mistry finally walked out of the hotel in peace.

In the dark night, Mistry's black body seemed to melt into the night. He seemed to be indifferent, but he walked on the streets of Lloyd with a purpose.

Soon, he stopped.

The night was getting darker, and Mistry's figure was completely hidden in the night.

In the alley next to it, the voices of a man and a woman were heard.

"Really? As long as I do as you say, will His Majesty fall in love with me?"

"Of course." The man's voice was full of temptation. "You can see that after taking my medicine, has Farina become more beautiful?"

The woman didn't speak for a while. She seemed to have finally made up her mind after struggling for a long time: "Okay, I promise you!"

"This is a wise decision. When you become the queen, I hope you will remember this little agreement between us."

"I will, what about the medicine?!"

"Here." The man replied with a smile, "But medicine alone is useless. You have to plant this seed and water it with your own blood every day to become more beautiful."

"I see!"

The figure in the cloak ran out of the alley and came to the carriage beside him.

The carriage moved.

Mistry strolled again, his steps were not fast, but he walked easily in a position close to the carriage.

After a while, Tanuman appeared beside Mistry: "I didn't expect you to come here."

"Well." Mistry entered a lavish courtyard with the carriage and watched the woman come down, "It's rare to see Lloyd, I'll check the progress."

"This is not the main stage after all, and the programs that unfold are supplementary to the details." Tanuman said lightly, watching the woman bury a seed in her back garden.

"To be honest, I have no interest in this drama anymore." Mistry sighed, "But no matter what, I still want to see the ending of this story."

"Aren't you involved in the development of the plot?" Tanuman was a little surprised. "After all, the protagonist this time is Miss Lucia's brother. If she fails, Miss Lucia will be sad."

"Of course it won't fail." Mistry's expression was bored and tired. "The plot you wrote is really old-fashioned, but if the outcome is fixed, it will be even less interesting."

"That's why I added some variables this time." Tanuman replied, "Don't you like it too?"

"I really like Lucia," Mistry replied.