allendalepharm Chapter 407 I'm Really Tired of Living
Chapter 407 I'm Really Tired of Living
The main hall of the palace.
In the most luxurious and noisy banquet hall, Bastian looked at the people strolling on the dance floor with a sullen face.
It was obviously a coming-of-age ceremony banquet for the crown prince, but he seemed to be staying out of it, just holding a glass of wine and sitting quietly without saying a word.
In the banquet hall, Mark followed his father and exchanged greetings with the nobles, then found a quiet place to sit down.
He shook the red wine in his hand and watched the bright red liquid swirl slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
Suddenly, three or two friends who were usually close to each other came over and said with a smile:
"Eh? Mark, why are you hiding here alone and not going to dance on the dance floor?"
"Hey, Akhter, what nonsense are you talking about? Since Mark danced with the National Master last time, he probably hasn't even touched the hand of his cousin at home."
The man named Akhter laughed, his red cheeks obviously stained with drunkenness, he patted his forehead and said:
"Oh~ look at my memory, I almost forgot that our little Earl Raoel is a pure and die-hard fan of the Imperial Master."
They are all very close friends, and Mark was not angry when faced with Akhter's teasing.
He raised his eyebrows and said disgustedly: "After all these years, how come your drinking capacity is still one glass at a time and there is no improvement at all?"
"Nonsense! Am I drunk? I'm not drunk!"
Akhter retorted loudly, saying that he was not drunk, but he slumped on the sofa and his eyelids began to tremble.
The three or two friends standing around all burst into laughter when they saw this scene.
A moment later, a man in a dark blue dress raised his glass and clinked it with Mark's wine glass.
"Looking at this situation, the Imperial Master will not attend the coming-of-age ceremony banquet of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tonight, right?"
Mark raised his eyes, glanced at his friend Allen, and gave a faint "hmm".
Allen raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Mark for a while, and asked:
"I heard that at the end of today's ceremony, someone saw Kaloi Root appearing in the lounge?"
Lifting the wine glass and taking a sip, Mark said "hmm" again.
Allen's heart skipped a beat and he asked tentatively: "I also heard... that they kissed?"
The thin lips that touched the edge of the wine glass paused slightly, and Mark turned to look at his friend, "When did you become so nosy?"
"Uh……"
When Mark asked back, Allen choked and turned a little red.
"Who in the entire Eton Empire doesn't want to hear the gossip of the Master?"
Anthony, who was next to him, took over the conversation and retorted: "Mark, do you know that today you are traveling with her as a bodyguard of the Imperial Preceptor, and how many people are jealous of you and want to trip you up.
"And we are only envious, not jealous, and we will even say good things to you, how can we be brothers?
"But you, even though you were right there, you didn't take the initiative to tell us if you had any gossip. You're so mean!"
"..." Mark's forehead twitched, and he was really speechless.
"Kaloy Root is the great dragon of the National Master. It is the most normal thing for them to kiss. What's the point of spreading this around?"
"How can it be the same?" Anthony retorted, "After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right next to you!
"And I heard that when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came out of the lounge later, his face was always dark.
"You were there at the time, and watching that scene...hehe, wasn't it exciting~?"
"..." Mark was speechless, "What's so exciting about this?
“The Imperial Master is not only the teacher of His Highness the Crown Prince, but also his aunt and elder.
"Whether the person who appears in the lounge today is Carole Root or the Duke of Holland, it is the same to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Tch~" Anthony, who has a straightforward personality, couldn't hold back and retorted directly:
"Today at the ceremony, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at the Imperial Master with a look that was so sweet it could make one's hair grow thin.
"Everyone can clearly see his words and deeds. He does not regard the National Master as an elder at all.
“Under the guise of teacher and student, confess your love in public. If you are rejected, pretend it’s a teacher-student relationship.
“If the Imperial Master was concerned about his face and did not refuse, then everyone in the Sanctuary Square today would be a witness.
"Since Lord Duke Holland is not in the imperial capital, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's calculations are making a lot of noise. He is really being underestimated."
"It's useless." Mark's tone was calm, but his brown eyes became cold.
"No matter what, it is impossible for the Imperial Master to accept His Highness the Crown Prince."
Allen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Are you so sure?"
"Yeah." Mark said firmly, "I'm sure."
"But he is the Crown Prince after all, the new sun of the future empire, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very handsome."
Anthony paused and said bluntly: "Besides, you are all pursuing me passionately.
"Since the Imperial Master can accept you, maybe she will also accept the love of His Highness the Crown Prince in the future."
When Mark heard this, he frowned slightly and looked at Anthony as if he were a fool, "Who told you that the National Preceptor accepted me?"
"what?!"
This time, not only Anthony, but also Allen beside him was stunned.
They said in unison: "Didn't the Imperial Master accept you? Then why did you become her personal bodyguard today?"
Mark replied: "Because she said that if I leave her today, something will happen."
"..." As soon as these words came out, the two of them looked at each other with expressions as if they hadn't pooped in three days.
Seeing the disbelief on his two friends' faces, Mark sighed heavily,
"I can't explain it to you clearly. Anyway, the Imperial Master is completely different from what you imagined.
“Although she has three giant dragons, she is not sentimental at all, let alone messy.
"And she is very traditional. Even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not the nephew of Duke Holland, she will not be interested in him.
"Because she only wants to be responsible for her dragon in this life, and she will not do anything to make the three of them sad."
"And I..." Mark pursed his lips and secretly tightened his fingers on the goblet.
"No matter how I express my love, she will never accept it. From the beginning to the end, she only treats me as a person who cherishes my talent."
"........."
Seeing Mark's sad and frustrated expression, Allen and Anthony looked at each other and silently chose to shut up.
After a moment, Anthony took the lead in changing the topic, "Since you know everything, then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must also know very well that the Imperial Master will not protect him.
“Then where did he get the courage to dare to take advantage of the National Preceptor?
"Isn't he afraid of waiting for Duke Holland to come back from the north and beat him to death?"
Allen shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe he thought that his wings were stiffened when he became an adult."
"Hey." Mark snorted lightly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still too young.
"Today in the lounge, when he saw Karoy Root kissing the National Master, he wanted to do something.
"But he punched the barrier. Not only did he not touch a single hair of Kaloy Root, he also rolled himself on the ground in pain."
"What?!" The two of them were surprised, "So useless?"
"Yeah." Mark nodded, "From the beginning to the end, Kaloi Root never took him seriously.
"The way he looked at His Highness the Crown Prince was no different than looking at a bedbug."
Allen laughed: "Bed bug? Hahahaha, this is too funny."
Anthony also smiled and said: "No wonder the Imperial Master didn't come to the banquet, it must have been because of Caroly Root's refusal.
"Hahaha, it's so embarrassing for the majestic Crown Prince to be looked down upon like this."
Although the voices laughing in the corner were low, Bastian, who had excellent hearing, heard them clearly.
The emotional and coquettish words I heard outside the Moon Palace resounded in my mind.
The young man who was already furious was now even more angry and livid.
During the cruise, what did Kaloi say, that for the sake of the party, he would restrain himself and not leave any traces on her body.
Not only has she not restrained herself now, she is not even allowed to attend the banquet!
OK, Caroly Root, you are so tired of living!