ALL NOVEL chapter 36
36: E Faction’s Nonsense, M’s Steady Track
Only one day remains until the “duel” announced by Louise, and I, who nearly met my end at her hands in a surprise attack, have since learned my lesson and stuck close to Kefir every day.
If the servants in Kefir’s family are straightforwardly scripted to “finish me off,” then Louise’s “face-changing act” in front of me was truly terrifying.
It’s impossible to warn Kefir to stay away from Louise, as it’s not Kefir whom Louise’s script wants to “stab me in various ways.” They’re actually quite close! Look, they’re happily sipping tea in front of me right now.
“Kefir, how are the preparations? Are you confident?”
“I’ll give it my all, Sister Wang.”
The bright midday sun, the clear and refreshing setting, and despite the status difference, the two beautiful girls are quite intimate.
The situation is looking great! Niiiiice!
But I, on the side, can’t afford to enjoy the scene, even wishing I could shrink and hide under Kefir’s skirt.
“Hey, charlatan! Is there a nail on the chair!? Why can’t you sit still in front of Sister Wang?”
My monkey-like behavior has clearly annoyed Kefir.
It’s not about the nail! Ever since Louise’s “backstabbing,” I’ve sensed from the incomplete script that Louise IV, the grand queen of the Ying Empire, might not be just a simple “benefit character” like Miss Nieru.
The trouble is, I know Miss Nieru is the protagonist with a “deep-seated vendetta,” and I can guard against the script where Nieru ultimately stabs me. But with Louise, I still haven’t figured out her “specific duties.” Even knowing she will stab me is useless; in this world, anyone with a role is likely to stab me.
Now, all I can do is cling to Kefir’s coattails, and the best course of action is to ensure that Kefir “wins” the duel with Louise XXIII tomorrow. Because my “coattails” have been taking good care of me!
“Sorry, Sister Wang, this charlatan is a bit uncomfortable. Shall I send him away?”
See, what’s a protagonist, what’s an aura!? Kefir says she’ll send me away, but she’s actually giving me a chance to escape!
Kefir, my gratitude for you is like a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet! So please, never leave me further than ten meters away…
However, one can’t always read the script, and accidents can happen at any time.
Louise maintains her usual smile and says, “It’s okay, I invited him here. By the way, Kefir, have you signed the duel document?”
“Ah…”
Kefir’s face turns shyly red, and my heart skips a beat in nervousness.
“Hurry up and sign the document for tomorrow’s duel~ The person delivering the document is too slow, I’ll have to talk to them later.”
Could this development be…
“Sorry, Sister Wang, I’ll be right back! Charlatan! Don’t do anything strange to Sister Wang, or I’ll come back and chop off your ‘tools of the crime’!”
Who’s doing strange things to whom is still up for debate!
“Wait, I also…”
“Mr. Priest, please keep me company.”
Just as I was about to get up, Louise grabs the hem of my clothes, her expression filled with a plea only a young girl could make. But recalling the script Louise has for me, my heart shivers in fear.
With a shiver, my legs trembled away—Kefir, who always acts so “protagonistic,” had already walked far off.
No choice, to avoid revealing any strange abilities and attracting more trouble, I had to pretend “nothing happened.” So I sat down, putting on a “calm and collected” front in my clothes before Louise.
In the script that followed, it seemed Louise had no plans to backstab me, but I couldn’t be careless!
After observing me with her usual innocent and radiant smile, Louise picked up her teacup: “Priest, tomorrow is the day of the contest. As Kefir’s priest, have you… foreseen the outcome of tomorrow’s contest?”
“No, I don’t have such abilities.”
I shook my head.
This was a big deal concerning the stability of the leg I was clinging to! How could I not read the script! In fact, even after reading the script, I didn’t get an answer. Up to now, the script’s record of tomorrow’s contest was just [Kefir and Louise XXIII had a duel], such vague content.
Louise put down her teacup, and suddenly, she grasped my hands. The silky texture of her white gloves almost made me cry out, fearing that any moment something like a sleeve sword or a cane sword would pop out from her sleeve or skirt and finish me off!
What followed was Louise’s seemingly “righteous” words, which I couldn’t take seriously at all!
“Actually, I could find a way to make Kefir win~ I’ve said before, I’m secretly supporting Kefir. But you should know, with Kefir’s stubborn character, he would never accept it. So…”
Louise suddenly leaned in, batting her dewy eyes.
“Don’t you have any thoughts?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, try begging me?”
Such a straightforward advance from a beautiful girl, I’d love to accept with a grin and start earning favor. But, the script made me sober up. I’m a villain full of death flags, not to mention a straightforward advance from a beautiful girl, even if she stripped naked on the bed, it might just be to kill me!
I quickly withdrew my hand, looking at Louise’s momentarily puzzled and stiff expression.
“Actually, I’ve had the court priest make some predictions too, and I’ll tell you one secret: it seems Kefir is going to lose~”
Hmph, bluffing without a draft, these so-called “priests” in this world are just a bunch of people who live off bluffing, they’re just making things up. When spring comes, I don’t speak first, which bug dares to chirp? I, who hold the script, haven’t spoken, what right do they have to say the protagonist will lose?
Such nonsense, I’m very angry!
“Your Majesty, you must be joking, such outcomes are unknown.”
While agreeing, for “safety,” I flipped through the script in my mind. However…
This morning, when I confirmed it, it was still a vague script, but after Louise’s “secret,” it suddenly changed!
[Kefir and Louise XXIII had a duel, and it was a close defeat.]
What…
I looked up in horror, but just at that moment, Kefir had hurried back, coincidentally catching my “anxious” face towards the queen.
“Hey, charlatan, do you really want me to cut you?”
Don’t be jealous, Kefir boss! I’m not…
“Hu hu~ Mr. Priest didn’t do anything to me~ Besides, Kefir, as the referee, I can’t stay here, so I’ll take my leave now, see you tonight. I hope… you can win beautifully.”
These words weren’t for Kefir, but… staring at me!
The script can change, but that also requires external interference!
That is to say, tomorrow’s duel is rigged! And it’s definitely related to this Louis XIV!
Kefir…
Tch, I absolutely won’t let your path as the protagonist encounter any mishaps!
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