That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 185

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Chapter 185

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Don’t those two match better than we could have imagined?”

 

“Flowers and sunlight are inseparable. Lady Tulia’s name is even like a tulip. She’s as splendid as a single flower, so she matches perfectly with His Crown Prince who is like the sun!”

 

The nobles from the Frazier Grand Duchy exchanged glances with each other.

 

They knew.

 

If you were to compare Tulia Frazier to a flower, it wouldn’t be just some fragile flower but a terrifying carnivorous plant…

 

Of course, no one dared to say it outright because they were afraid of Tulia, so they just sipped their champagne.

 

A young lord looked at Klaus and asked.

 

“What do you think? Prince Klaus.”

 

Klaus was also the type to just stand there holding his wine glass without saying much.

 

However, if there was something noticeable, it was that he was currently surrounded by people.

 

A prince with the rare background of being royalty from the Summer Continent, whom the Emperor had specially introduced as an honored guest.

 

Above all, he possessed remarkably outstanding looks. He also exuded a dangerous feeling as if he could handle a person’s heart carelessly.

 

But humans are naturally drawn to beautiful and dangerous things.

 

It was only natural that crowds would form around the beautiful foreign prince with beast-like charm.

 

Klaus didn’t give any answer even though the young lord asked with a friendly smile.

 

It had been like this throughout several changes of dance music.

 

People enthusiastically tried to curry favor with Klaus, but Klaus responded with indifference. His answers were short, and he didn’t even give many of those.

 

His attitude was as cold as the color of his hair, but there were those who fell for exactly that kind of trait.

 

Several ladies who had been enchanted by Klaus all along were like that.

 

“The jewel that Prince Klaus is wearing… it’s similar to Lady Tulia’s.”

 

Klaus’s gaze, which had been looking at the banquet hall with a bored expression, turned in that direction.

 

Those predator-like eyes.

 

The lady who had casually brought up the topic found herself hesitating without realizing it.

 

He wasn’t glaring at her.

 

He certainly wasn’t angry either.

 

But Prince Klaus’s eyes were difficult to meet directly.

 

It felt like being consumed by instinctive fear, like a weak herbivore encountering a predator?

 

The beautiful prince of wolf bloodline whom she had fallen for at first sight.

 

The lady who had tried to attract Klaus’s attention quickly gave up her ambition. She could barely manage to offer an apology with a pathetically trembling voice.

 

“I, I said something unnecessary. I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

 

Klaus didn’t give her a single word in response.

 

Eventually the lady left with reddened eyes, but everyone pretended not to notice.

 

Due to what had just happened, they couldn’t speak carelessly anymore, but in truth, almost everyone in the banquet hall was curious about the origin of those jewels.

 

Lady Tulia Frazier.

 

And Prince Klaus Roschva.

 

Why were those two, of all people, wearing what looked like tokens shared between lovers or spouses?

 

Was it a coincidence?

 

It must be a coincidence, right?

 

“Please don’t be too angry, Your Highness. My niece is young and probably heard some rumors floating around and wanted to try talking to you.”

 

A noble lady who was a relative of the lady who had left crying earlier made excuses to Klaus.

 

“You’re both such beautiful people that various rumors are already circulating. For example, that Prince Klaus had already given that jewel to Lady Tulia as a gift…”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“I said you’re right, madam.”

 

In an instant, the noble lady’s forced smile froze.

 

Klaus continued speaking with the same indifferent expression he had maintained all along.

 

“I gave it to Lady Tulia Frazier as a gift. I fell for that young lady at first sight.”

 

“…!”

 

“…!”

 

“…!”

 

Klaus asked back with a rather indifferent expression.

 

“Why. Is there a problem?”

 

“Of, of course not!”

 

The startled noble lady hurriedly shook her head and hastily fled the scene.

 

The nobles present all looked flustered. They didn’t dare whisper because Klaus was frightening, but there were quite a few pale faces.

 

Only Klaus crossed his arms again with an expression that was peaceful to the point of being cynical.

 

He was quite pleased that the people who had been buzzing around him constantly had finally quieted down.

 

And this kind of silence was much more familiar to him.

 

Originally in the Lupinus Kingdom, there wasn’t a single noble who dared to open their mouth in front of him. No matter how old a noble was, they only broke out in cold sweat before Klaus.

 

Royalty of the same generation?

 

They went without saying.

 

They were just destined enemies whose fate was decided from birth to kill and be killed. Among the royalty, there wasn’t a trace of soft emotions like brotherly love or family affection.

 

Even in the Lupinus Kingdom filled only with murderous intent, tension, and silence, the prince who was almost certain to be the next king was Klaus Roschva.

 

Klaus, who had always been in the position of absolute predator, was remarkably considerate toward only one person despite his nature.

 

So considerate that he was grinding his teeth inwardly, but couldn’t bring himself to stare at her openly and throw her into the center of rumors.

 

So what he had just said was…

 

‘Hmm…’

 

Let’s say it was a bit of mischief.

 

 

 

“If you harm my granddaughter’s reputation even slightly, you die. Prince of Lupinus.”

 

“Ha. Do you think I’d be afraid of dying? Old man.”

 

“I’ll tell my granddaughter exactly what you said. My granddaughter despises those who speak rudely to their elders. She won’t want to see you again, so it’s actually good for me…”

 

“Ah, Your Grace! Your Grace!”

 

“Tell my granddaughter Your Grace?”

 

“Grand Duke Your Grace! Is that good enough?!”

 

 

 

‘Damn old man…’

 

Klaus, who had poured out internal criticism toward Grand Duke Assis Frazier, took a deep breath and shifted his gaze.

 

Right, he had learned and learned and learned not to keep staring at Tulia all the time.

 

It was exactly the kind of behavior that fit the etiquette of these Spring Continent nobles.

 

But not anymore.

 

He had suppressed his temper and waited obediently for his turn, so now Tulia was rightfully his partner.

 

“Look. He’s going straight to Lady Tulia Frazier.”

 

“How many castles could you buy with just that necklace Lady Tulia is wearing?”

 

“He must really have fallen for her.”

 

“Well, there’d be no other reason to suddenly give such precious jewels as a gift… You could believe it if they said it was an imperial treasure, couldn’t you?”

 

Due to his bloodline characteristics, his exceptionally keen hearing constantly picked up the murmuring sounds.

 

Of course, that necklace was the most expensive treasure among Klaus’s possessions.

 

But the most expensive didn’t necessarily mean the most precious.

 

He had simply given the most expensive thing as a gift, yet they were chattering about it behind his back like that.

 

He was newly realizing why that old man, no, Grand Duke Assis, Tulia’s grandfather, had nagged so much.

 

The nobles’ interest focused on Tulia Frazier, that woman, was beyond imagination.

 

 

 

“He really seems smitten.”

 

 

 

Right. He boldly said he was one-sidedly smitten.

 

So what are you going to do about it?

 

No, honestly, it wouldn’t be strange if he was smitten, right?

 

His personality is a bit of a mess, but a queen who rules a country, especially Lupinus Kingdom, must be cold, decisive, cruel, and strong.

 

Truly a position made for Tulia…

 

‘…But would she be satisfied with being queen?’

 

What if she demands I hand over the throne?

 

I don’t really know such customs.

 

Is there even precedent for that?

 

Since Lupinus Kingdom is a place where everything is decided by strength, would she have to kill me to receive the king’s crown?

 

But how could a mate kill their mate?

 

I don’t know.

 

It’s a topic I’ve never thought about, so I have no related knowledge. None at all.

 

But.

 

“…”

 

That said.

 

“Hey.”

 

I don’t want to die and leave her behind…

 

“…I mean, Lady Tulia Frazier.”

 

Even though the song had ended, that blonde guy still holding Tulia’s hand annoyed me.

 

So irritating that I wanted to break one of his fangs, place a huge boulder on his kneeling knees, then throw him into a cave crawling with cannibalistic monsters for a year.

 

Because that had been the most annoying and difficult thing he’d experienced while surviving in Lupinus Kingdom.

 

But.

 

“Have you come to ask for a dance?”

 

It felt like raindrops were gently falling one by one, two by two, on a sensitively parched desert.

 

“The next person on the dance card is actually someone else… Well, the order has gotten mixed up like this anyway.”

 

Her light green eyes sparkled haughtily.

 

“Isn’t this one of the charms of a banquet? It’s an honor, Prince Klaus.”

 

Not the usual Tulia who would smile wickedly saying ‘What? You want to learn Spring Continent dances? Fine, today I’ll completely destroy your feet… no, no. I’ll teach you well. Yeah. You must have misheard. Yeah. Your ears might be deaf. Yeah. I understand, I understand.’

 

…but this Tulia primly extending her hand.

 

“The honor is mine, Lady Tulia Frazier.”

 

Her body temperature as she lightly placed her hand in his.

 

No, just.

 

It was just good.

 

This arrogant, wicked woman he was encountering after such a long time was maddeningly wonderful.

 

Klaus chuckled softly as he walked to the dance floor with Tulia.

 

“Right. This is why they say to offer Wolf’s Submission carefully.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“That I’m thoroughly entangled with you.”

 

Tulia leaned slightly toward him and asked in a small voice.

 

“Wolf’s Submission?”

 

Not a trace of surprise.

 

Klaus felt strangely cheerful and answered obediently.

 

“That’s right. That thing.”

 

“Mages came from your kingdom, didn’t they? Try to solve it properly.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Klaus bowed politely to Tulia according to Spring Continent etiquette, then said.

 

“I’ll have to solve it properly.”

 

It was a voice exactly as small as the one Tulia had whispered to him just before.

 

The desert had only been the bones of an ocean.

 

The torrential rain, as always, instantly swallowed all the water depth, and the desert soon became an ocean, beginning to surge eternally.

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