Surviving As The Protagonist

Chapter 52: Changing

Lucy is thrilled when the situation she deliberately created succeeds in following her own will. Yes, he is grateful for the ability of Sheyra as Villain who is not so smart, stupidly he even ate Lucy's lure just like that.

Forget about that woman, I have to play my role well!

“Miss Lucy, I am a bit hesitant to say this but— how can in the middle of your good relationship this even sounds rumors that are not wearing everywhere.” said Silvhua who was fishing for the opinion of his group friends there.

Gracia and Rebecca were seen exchanging glances with Federica, although the leader of the group was relaxed while drinking tea gracefully. At first glance his face seemed to nod small to the two of them. Lucy who realized it could only cheer happily in her heart when she realized that they seemed to be on her side.

Sylvhia Nice! I've never asked you to do this, but a sensitive you seems willing to help me. I'm very grateful, even though it seems like I owe the Marchionest young lady a favor.

“Itu— we often hear bad rumors about Miss. The rumor also said that His Majesty dumped Miss because of another woman, even though we saw how romantic she was to Miss. It was quite suspicious.” flattered Gracia with her sparkling gaze. Even at the end of the sentence, Gracia's countenance turned sour as if asking what the truth was.

“True, we wonder if it is just a rumor? Not a rumor, but women are outrageous, right? How can that woman make someone look at her fiance without feeling!” exclaim Rebeca with her angry aura.

Indirectly, the three of them were like insinuating someone sitting with them there. Yep, they were sneering and gossiping about Sheyra in front of her own face. Not strange anyway, want to be called a classy socialist Lady association though, they are just teenagers who like to gossip at parties.

So the way they're doing it must be a classic like this, but Lucy doesn't mind it. Most importantly he benefited from the defense of someone who was very influential in the upper class.

But.it seemed like something was boiling and hot nearby, but it was not the tea water that was pooled in his cup. Surely what was boiling hot was Sheyra's overflowing heart!

He was the one who deliberately forced to want to sit here with us, right? So listen to all our conversations well ya~

“I did not know that the rumors about our relationship were that bad, because since the recovery.I did not come to the party so often.” replied Lucy simply.

“That, means that the rumors of His Majesty who has a relationship with another woman is a lie, Miss.” press Federica who seems to want to straighten out this misunderstanding as soon as possible.

Especially at this moment, Sheyra was also with them. Perhaps by getting a bright spot from this rumor, then the rumor of not wearing it will soon disappear, and someone who believes in Sheyra long ago will leave.

Good point, that's what I expected.

“Certainly true, how could Your Majesty possibly do such a thing, right?” Sharp Lucy who intends to press Sheyra in front of him.

There seemed to be someone who was not happy to hear a simple answer from Lucy, quickly the table was kicked down so that it spilled some of its tea on the table. Luckily the tea in their cup is not so hot that it can avoid the risk of minor burns.

“No! Miss cannot dispel the fact that Her Majesty was once interested in me! What does that mean?!” look at Sheyra with her anger. All views are now focused on paying attention to his behavior that always makes trouble.

“Ah...” after realizing all the gazes of those who do not like him. He looked desperate to bite his own lower lip.

You sly woman!

While Lucy was just wondering small in her heart, What is it really about? What makes you panic like that just from hearing the question that he has never been in contact with the Crown Prince?

“Lady, sorry. Your Majesty just be nice to you, how can you say his kindness as a form of interest to you?” ask Lucy who is still acting calmly. He should not be swept into his personal feelings to win a competition.

Yes, the competition is survival into the future.

“Then, what does it mean His Majesty invited me as a partner in the past year? His Majesty also accepted my handkerchief without any objection! We used to be close, but after— after.” Sheyra even looks confused herself to the sentence that comes out of her mouth until stammering like this. His condition was truly alarming, would it be sinful if Lucy felt compassion for him?

He was as firm as that in order to maintain his status of having been a lover or person the Crown Prince liked. Means there is something that does require him to get the position of Lucy as the Crown Prince's fiancee.

The destruction of this world.

“Itu— because His Majesty with the Baron family will cooperate on iron ore mining, so he changed the plan by making Miss Sheyra as a Partner.. isn't receiving from Lady who becomes her Partner a natural thing?” Lucy now has an alibi with her raungan face that seems to be worried about hurting Sheyra's feelings. His worried face really made the other noble Lady gasp at the sight.

Lucy's statement is reasonable, so other noble girls also prefer to agree with her statement rather than listening to the words and all Sheyra's dreams.

But..what is that black aura? Why is the black fog surrounding us? Am I the only one who can see it? Wait—

Lucy forgets that Marchionest Theyril is a witch, just like her. Does that pale face explain everything? It seemed like they were all unaware of the concentrated aura emanating from Sheyra's body except for the two of them.

Danger. There is something dangerous. But what is it? The look on his face.. Am I being too outrageous? Sheyra was very angry..

Although actually the flow of fog is not so visible because the aura is fused with the air naturally. Surprisingly, now the graceful smile that was on the face of the red-blossomed woman somehow felt terrible.

Politely he lowered his head and apologized for making a scene at a warm event like this, but— if he realized his mistake.. Shouldn't he say goodbye and leave this place? But what Sheyra was doing right now was instead blocking her wrist and taking Lucy away with all her might.

“Sorry Miss Lucy, I want to talk to you alone. Let's go.” the chant feels different than usual, although the voice sounds soft and winning, but the look in his eyes looks really strange.

I swear, among all the Sheyra whining sounds I heard in my ear, only this time I felt a strong pressure from her.

Actually.. am I lucky or even unlucky with the plan that I am currently compiling?