That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 182

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Chapter 182

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I’ve only come to escort my partner as well, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

 

In an instant, the surroundings became as quiet as if cold water had been poured over them.

 

The towering high ceiling.

 

Pure white marble pillars carved with undulating wave patterns like ocean waves.

 

The walls generously coated with the finest silver silk emitted a subtle luster, and the fresh flowers decorating various spots were incredibly fragrant.

 

In this Special Banquet Hall of the Imperial Palace that was splendid yet not vulgar, glorious yet not crude, I found myself newly troubled.

 

‘Hey, what kind of situation is this.’

 

A dazzlingly beautiful location.

 

Two handsome men a thousand times more beautiful than that facing off with me between them?

 

It was a situation any lady might dream of at least once, but I was neither shy nor triumphant.

 

I was just newly surprised.

 

‘These guys really don’t have any route where they don’t fight, do they.’

 

Does peace not exist?

 

Is wanting to kill each other whenever they meet part of their character setting or something?

 

‘That wheat bread is definitely the right choice.’

 

I quickly assessed the situation.

 

Ferdinand’s turn was over anyway, and it was time to prepare to dance with the next partner.

 

It was only natural that Benjamin had come to escort me.

 

“Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

 

Looking at Ferdinand, I lifted the dance card that had been tied with a ribbon at my waist and showed it to him.

 

The Crown Prince, who had been staring intently at me at my single call, shifted his gaze there.

 

“I was too busy ‘looking up’ at Your Highness the entire time we danced to mention it. My next dance partner is His Highness Crown Prince Benjamin.”

 

The comment about looking up at Ferdinand the entire time we danced was intentionally dropped.

 

So that the countless nobles watching Benjamin and Ferdinand’s standoff with bated breath would once again focus on Ferdinand’s ‘sudden growth.’

 

And thus, once again, have complicated feelings.

 

This was a gathering with so many nobles.

 

Most of them had looked down on Ferdinand. Ignoring him was routine, contempt was basic. Gossip was a bonus.

 

Given that these were such nobles, how would they feel seeing Ferdinand now transformed so perfectly without fault?

 

Scared.

 

Excited.

 

Or driven mad.

 

It would definitely be one of the three.

 

‘Time to film a noble regret story, right?’

 

Except for me.

 

I sided with the Crown Prince long ago.

 

It was when I was chuckling sinisterly to myself.

 

“I see.”

 

Ferdinand opened his mouth and spoke briefly.

 

Whether due to timing, it seemed so perfectly timed as if responding to my wicked inner thoughts that I was inwardly surprised.

 

Though it was probably a response after checking my dance card.

 

“My apologies, Lady Tulia Frazier.”

 

It was an unexpectedly courteous attitude. Even the way he lowered his hand looked exactly like a fiancé treating his precious bride-to-be’s hand, making me feel strangely momentarily.

 

But this was brief.

 

Ferdinand’s gaze soon left me, and instead turned behind me.

 

No, precisely toward my side.

 

“Then I’ll come get you again later.”

 

It was a single line that threw countless plot hooks to the many nobles watching us with bated breath.

 

Ferdinand even turned around and walked away with steady steps, as if he had no other purpose or goal besides me.

 

Even when afflicted with Cupid Syndrome, nobles couldn’t treat him carelessly to his face.

 

His status as Crown Prince was one thing, but Ferdinand’s gaze was so cold.

 

So what about now, when he had the form of an angel descended from heaven?

 

They simply cleared a path like parting waves.

 

Seeing the eyes that had been wary of Ferdinand until now changed to looks of awe made me feel ridiculous and stupid.

 

So Ferdinand, how did he, the person in question, feel?

 

Those precious blue bloods were much more worthless, pathetic, and perhaps.

 

Wouldn’t all of this feel like a comedy to him?

 

‘No, why am I more worried now that his body has grown.’

 

Even when he was young getting beaten by the Empress, he would glare with flashing eyes and act tough, so I wasn’t this concerned.

 

“Just now His Highness…”

 

“Lady Tulia Frazier…”

 

“Said he would come again…”

 

A beat late, I heard the nobles’ murmuring.

 

Seeing the gazes blatantly focused on me made my eyebrows slightly rise.

 

They were too scared to approach Ferdinand, so they seemed to want me to give some answer to interpret the Crown Prince’s intentions…

 

Though their blatantly ‘demanding’ eyes weren’t entirely pleasant, with Benjamin beside me, I planned to just pretend not to notice for now.

 

But then.

 

“Lady Tulia Frazier, what did His Highness the Crown Prince just say?”

 

A young lord who boldly blocked my path opened his mouth with a smile.

 

“Couldn’t you let us know too?”

 

Seeing several guys behind him letting out timely chuckles, it seemed they had made some bet among themselves and the most courageous one had decided to ask so boldly.

 

I made no response or reaction.

 

I just stared at them blankly.

 

For one reason.

 

I was curious how long they would keep laughing.

 

“…”

 

“…”

 

“…”

 

Had about 3 minutes passed?

 

Their laughter, which had been slowly dying down, stopped completely.

 

Because I wasn’t making an embarrassed expression, laughing, or leaving the spot with a troubled look.

 

I was standing tall like a giant man-eating monster, just staring at them.

 

They seemed to belatedly sense something was wrong. Anxious rolling eyes.

 

The guy in front opened his mouth with a face that suggested he wanted to escape this place belatedly.

 

“Uh, well. Lady Tulia Frazier…”

 

“Your mouth.”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

“Shut your mouth.”

 

“Uh, um…”

 

He looked around in confusion, but no one helped him.

 

Right. Had I seemed too docile lately?

 

Originally, in , there wasn’t even anyone bold enough to flirt with Tulia like this.

 

But the recent me must have seemed different.

 

Even after coming up to the Imperial Capital for the white tulip business, I had only attended proper tea parties with many Noble Ladies.

 

Rumors change according to behavior.

 

To some brainless guys, the changed me must have seemed like just an easy target.

 

In other words.

 

‘These bastards have lost their minds.’

 

How dare they?

 

Me?

 

None other than Tulia Frazier?

 

To the official crazy psychopath trash of this game?

 

I moved my steps.

 

“Kyaaak!”

 

“Oh. My mistake. I couldn’t see your foot.”

 

I walked over openly, deliberately stepped on his foot, and gave him a disgusting smile. Then, pretending to turn around.

 

Crack.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

I just stomped down on his thigh.

 

The young lord clutched his thigh with a hole in it and rolled around on the floor.

 

“Y-you crazy…!”

 

Ha. Young men are naturally hot-blooded.

 

It seems his tremendous anger made him momentarily forget that I’m the Grand Duke’s granddaughter.

 

The guy who looked ready to jump up and confront me immediately froze reflexively.

 

‘Huh?’

 

I felt the same way.

 

It was because of Benjamin’s hand blocking my path.

 

“…”

 

Only then did I notice that Benjamin’s gaze was extremely cold.

 

That icy stare, cold as a glacier, was fixed on the young lord who had lost his reason and tried to rush at me.

 

But that was only for a moment.

 

“Lady Tulia Frazier.”

 

I felt something as solid as a boulder grasp my hand.

 

“Shall we go?”

 

As if the cold look I’d just seen was merely an illusion, the eyes looking down at me were shining like sweet honey.

 

“I had much to discuss with you, my lady.”

 

Before giving him an answer, I briefly looked at the frozen young lord.

 

The guys who had been hanging around behind him like a gang had long since turned pale and were pretending not to notice while slipping away.

 

“Alright.”

 

There was nothing to gain from stepping on someone who was already down.

 

Besides, the surroundings were now buzzing even more loudly. Even foreign royalty drawn by the commotion had come to look at Benjamin.

 

‘He has much to discuss. How meaningful.’

 

Come to think of it, wasn’t that exactly the scale of the bombshell Ferdinand had dropped?

 

I found it fascinating how Benjamin remained so calm despite it all as I accepted his escort and walked.

 

The nobles who had been standing there dumbfounded immediately stepped aside respectfully to make way.

 

“You have a soft heart.”

 

“…?”

 

I looked up at the words that came like a whisper.

 

“Me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“No, I don’t.”

 

“That’s how it looks to me.”

 

Benjamin looking down at me was already wearing a smile. Perhaps because of his slightly mischievous expression, he looked a little younger than before.

 

In other words, while working part-time as Han Ina, eating alone, just before falling asleep.

 

The male protagonist from I’d seen filling the screen, who seemed carefree on the outside but was full of shyness inside.

 

He looked exactly like that.

 

And.

 

The fact that the young lord’s family (I didn’t even know his name) who had his foot stomped by me suddenly left the Imperial Capital in a hurry due to their territory’s financial crisis.

 

Moreover, learning that it was Benjamin who had subtly interfered with that young lord’s trading companies was something I discovered much later.

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