Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

9 - just die

Meridian just realized it now, but isn't it so Meridian El—sori, what's her last name?—ini turned out to be delicious too.

It's been four days past Meridian not wearing skin care, either basic skin care, exfoliation, retinol and even face wash, but every time the reflection of his face shines.

His face was smooth without pimples, acne scars, even protruding pores.

For this matter, although absurd, the Meridians did not curse Laila.

Though it might be delicious if there is something like skin care in this world. Marquis' money must be a lot. Meridians can squander money as much as they are satisfied without having to be dizzy by spending.

So I do, so so.

It's only fitting that all girls dream of being noble princesses.

"Sister."

Meridian glanced at the two twin boys who approached her hesitantly.

What entry did they call him brother?

"Sister Mery—"

"Stupid!" Her twin, whose Meridian did not know she was Litae or Litea, covered the mouth of the other Fucking Boy. "Don't call him that! Raphael told you!"

"Huh?" Meridian enjoys the role of an evil woman.

"Meridian Brother!" Compact they scream. "We're sorry!"

"On the basis?"

They are too twinned until the sulut distinguishes. Let's call them A and B that don't need to be recognized.

"We're surprised to see you change." Si A said a little stammering. "The meridians we know won't treat us like this."

"Are you sorry or blaming me?"

"Anyways we're sorry!" Si B scratched his nape wrong behavior. "You're not crazy. You're very smart."

"...."

"Because of that .. Can we see your magic?"

So they're sorry just to see magic?

You sly brat.

But since Meridian did not hate the crafty brat, then just assume she forgave them.

Their names are also given. Let's call them Meridian creations, though most are Laila's.

"All right." The meridian propped up his chin. Sitting crossed legs full of arrogance, to make it look a little cool in the eyes of these two boys.

Between opening the palm with the flick of a finger, Meridian decides it will snap a finger in each of its magic.

Once flicked, two fireballs floated before the eyes of Litea and Litae. But it only lasted two seconds, before Lucas suddenly appeared, forcibly extinguishing Meridian magic.

"Fuckhead Fuck! I told you not to ask him to use magic!" Lucas yelled at his two brothers who spontaneously just ran in droves.

They're quite gleeful. Can't understand Meridian, but it's kind of adorable for a shitty boy size.

"And you, Meridian. Can't you hold back from your curiosity? We've explained your magic is dangerous."

"I amused the two little boys. What is dangerous? Protector Herdian didn't even show up."

Meridian clucking.

"But thank you for telling me. Dion put a weird spell on me? There's no way you could know I used magic."

"Thank you Dion didn't put a restraining spell on your mana. It'll hurt so don't force us." Lucas grumbling. "Damn. Why do I have to keep teleporting every time you make trouble? Stay where you are until we find a solution."

Meridians twisting eyes. If it were not for the family, from the beginning this man would have been burned.

His memory was still even clear how the three of them were sitting on the sofa watching the meridians fall asleep.

Raphael tried sleeping spells on her many times, but Meridian's body neutralized her magic. His sister pleaded with Meridian not to refuse, the problem is, who was forced to fall asleep while suspicious (albeit handsome) strangers gathered near you?

Meridians cannot even exert themselves. So he went to great lengths to sleep after Dion put up a barrier that allowed their presence not to be felt.

This magical world is so fascinating but stupid.

"Miss."

The sound of knocking on the door and the call of the maid distracted the two.

"Come in."

Lucas looked like a lion watching the prey as the maid entered. The woman shivered in fear, while Meridian was at a loss as to what she should be afraid of this pubescent new boy (it seemed like he was just puberty in his twenties over seeing how temperamental he was).

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Miss got a party invitation from Her Highness the Princess, Young Master."

Meridian instantly massaged his forehead.

Even this part he wrote that? You stupid Laila.

The basic principle of nobility may indeed be partying over and over again. Meridian justifies if every once a week there are two or even three party invitations coming. But it should be an invitation addressed to the Marquis and Madam Marchioness, representing their one family.

Why does a lady without a title even get a special invitation?

Duh, the Meridian's head is throbbing.

"Hey. Why do you always make that face?"

Meridians keep massaging their temples. "If my face is like this, then I'm thinking 'the world is over' or 'you just die'."

Both Lucas and the waiter were shocked.

"Forget it." Meridian lazy to follow them. "Can I just by chance reject that insignificant invitation?"

"You crazy? The invitation from the Emperor's Princess was like an order from the Emperor himself." Lucas took the invitation the waiter had brought. "But it doesn't seem to matter."

"Is there a particular celebration?"

Lucas opened. Repots represent the Meridians reading letters. "Mr Princess invited you to celebrate Prince Andaru's victory."

Waw. He already won.

Great, terrific.

Lucas looked at him rather strangely as the meridians grew fiercer massaging the temple. "It looks like you should come. They'll send a special horse carriage for you, as the Crown Prince's fiancee."

"May I ask you a favor?"

"W-what?"

"Is there a method of breaking the leg bones without pain?"

"Basic crazy." Lucas grunting.

Send the invitation back to the waiter.

"I also don't agree to let you wander around with your sane personality right now, but that's the invitation of Her Highness the Princess. So sit quietly, get ready, while I discuss it with Dion and Raphael."

His teleportation magic was somewhat different from Herdian's. When Herdian teleported, it was like there was a wind and green mana in the place where he teleported.

But Lucas disappeared without a trace.

It seemed that his teleportation concept was also not centered on the portal, as he appeared instantly, disappearing instantly anyway.

Is there a connection to the element?

"What's your name?" Meridians suck at remembering names of people they feel are unimportant.

Because he believes this is a novel world, characters like servants do not really need to be remembered.

"Anna, Miss."

"I think I need a personal servant. Don't I have any?"

".... I'll call Miss's waitress immediately."

Quickly understand.

Meridian likes.

While waiting for the waiter present, Meridian stared around his room meticulously.

If only Meridian was in an ordinary situation, then he would be amazed at the design of this luxurious room.

She was not only a noble, but a princess of the king. The size of this room was even wider than the elite apartments that Meridian once lived in. A bright sun broke through from the giant window, but the Meridians did not feel the slightest heat.

Humanity has to move into this world alone.

Girls don't need sunscreen anymore.

Okay, that's not what matters.

The room is large, but the open windows are absent. There is a balcony. It was as if the door to the balcony had already been removed, and made like a window structure that could not be opened shut.

If you remember, does Laila have an obsession with possessive sisters?

Judging from the behavior of his brother Meridian now, it seems that they are indeed obsessed with protecting Meridians.

One sister tsundere, one sister cold, one sister super soft, the other two sister annoying but adorable.

Why is not the Lord Marquis made super duper handsome sugar daddy style?

Let's complex.

With the room seemingly completely devoted to watching this magic move, Herdian couldn't possibly meet the Meridians. Though there are still some things that Meridians feel need to talk about.

That person would probably give a more sane answer about the state around the Meridian. Especially the events before he entered this body.

"Miss, it's Wilona."

The meridians were slightly diverted when the servant he at least remembered it came. It seems he claimed to be the butler.

"For Miss's convenience, in the meantime I will take over your personal servant duties. We considered Miss's request last time. I can tell you, I'm pretty good at responding to the questions Miss asked."

"No objection." Meridian likes it. "Then I'll just go straight. There's a nobleman named Herdian you know?"

"What does Miss Herdian De Elgard mean? He is the only son of Duke Elgard and a good friend of Young Master Raphael."

The Meridian head drooped limp on the sofa. "Close your eyes and pay attention to your hearing."

".... Okay, Miss."

The meridians flicked their fingers just to create a speck of fire. His goal was not magic, but rather Lucas who teleported immediately reprimanded him.

"WHAT ARE YOU REALLY THINKING?!"

Meridians are too lethargic to reply. "Sister, please help me."

"What's? What was? You suddenly more crazy?" Either he's worried or he's fighting.

"I need a cold compress." Meridian massages her temples hard. "Give me a cold compress. Please. I feel like I'm gonna cry."

Lucas jerks. "Damn it! No crying! Waita minute!"

The Meridian gazes watched over Wilona. "Open your eyes."

Well, of course he heard. He just closed his ears, so he wasn't really deaf.

Meridians just wanted him to slightly disguise his hearing function so as not to hear the sound of a small flame.

It only took him thirty seconds, Lucas showed up with a bag of cold compresses. Meridians immediately put the pouch on his head, overwhelmingly relieved until he was also willing to cry.

Heh.

Be calm.

Laila is not sane so calm down.

It's a fantasy world and it usually is.

The Duke's son, amazingly, had even humble wisdom on the Marquis's Princess.

Well, that's.

He studied ethics.

Certainly is.

"Hey, you really think the world is over?"

Meridians cannot control it.

Not for the sake of small things, but for GOD's SAKE! For God's sake, the Duke was the highest ranking noble before the royal or imperial family. A person born into a family of golden-clad silver spoons could possibly be as humble and wise as that.

Kind-hearted maybe. Humble? Story from where!

Meridian would fall in love with Herdian if he were a commoner who developed himself in the field of magic. But he turned out to be the Duke's son?! Where does all that wisdom come from!

Where's arrogance? Where is the aura of 'I am the Duke, the noblest family after His Majesty'.

"You know what, Lucas?"

"Huh?" Lucas was blown away as if the voice of the Meridian was a ghostly moan.

"I think we should just destroy this kingdom. Can't it? Can't it? You're my brother who loves me, right? Let's destroy. Kill everyone."

Lucas looked at Wilona. "Make sure he stays that way. I'll bring Herdian in soon."

Then he disappeared.

Leaving behind Meridians that were trying not to absorb.

"I feel like I'm going crazy." Meridian groans in annoyance. "I hate this place, you son of a bitch!!!"

Wilona seems to have believed that Meridian is crazy.

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