Glancing at the envoys still fighting over the cake, and then at the female cleaner who quietly nabbed the largest cake, Leon couldn't help but complain:
"What exactly are you here for?"
"I'm obviously here... hic... for diplomacy!"
Seemingly feeling Leon's disdain, the female cleaner, with her bulging belly, pointed discontentedly at the envoys.
"See, that's the Foreign Minister of our Northern Kingdom, he's my deputy."
"..."
So your deputy is there fighting with others, and you're the official envoy sneaking off to eat and drink, huh?
Looking at the female cleaner in front of him with cream still on her mouth, Leon gave up debating with this foodie, and started scanning the banquet hall, searching for the figure of an armored old man.
Seeing Leon suddenly stop talking to her and start looking around, the female cleaner couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Leon, what are you searching for?"
"I'm looking for the head of the funeral departnt."
"Huh?"
"The old man who yelled at you to leave when you went backstage to find ."
"Oh, oh, oh!"
With Leon's reminder, the female cleaner who was eating to her heart's content finally rembered the armored old man and instinctively shrank her neck.
However, after searching the banquet hall, Leon didn't see the armored old man, which made him frown.
Weird, given the old man's ticulous nature, shouldn't he be fixated on the banquet hall, ready to cut cake for the guests at any mont? Why is he not here? Or... wait?!
Recalling the old man's cake-cutting specialty, Leon suddenly realized and imdiately turned back, grabbing the female cleaner who was trying to sneak away.
"Ah!"
Being caught by the wrist, the female cleaner let out a small scream and then bravely spoke:
"Let... hic... let go! If you don't let go, I'll scream harassnt!"
"Give it a rest! What do you have worth harassing?"
After disdainfully pursing his lips, Leon forcibly dragged the escaping female cleaner back, darkly asking:
"Where's the old man? What did you do with him?"
"I didn't..."
"You're lying!"
Without even needing the soul vision of the Black Goat, seeing through the female cleaner's lie, Leon said disgruntledly:
"If he were fine, he definitely wouldn't let others touch the cake! Hurry up, where is he?"
"He..."
"Forget it, don't try to evade!"
Watching the female cleaner's eyes start to dart around, clearly thinking of ways to dodge, Leon said annoyed:
"I'm not planning to hold you accountable, just want to ask him if there's a spare cake tower prepared; not having cake at the wedding is too strange... hurry up! Where is he?"
Oh, so you want another cake, huh!
Seeing Leon isn't trying to make trouble for her, the female cleaner couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then led him around the dance floor in the middle of the hall, and pulled the tied-up armored old man from under a large round table covered with a tarp.
After being dragged out from under the table, and finally seeing daylight again, the armored old man didn't imdiately confront the female cleaner, but instead looked intently at the disappeared cake tower, tearful.
If I had known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have snatched the job of arranging the wedding from Veronica... sob... I'll retire when I get back! I'm done being the head! Never again!
"..."
Wow, he's been hit hard...
Even though Leon disliked the old man for causing trouble unnecessarily, seeing him lie on the ground with a face full of grievances and tears, Leon still felt a bit of sympathy, glaring at the female cleaner.
Look at the good you've done!
"But... he was the one to start it!"
Receiving Leon's reproachful look, the female cleaner couldn't help but protest aggrievedly:
"I just went over with my plate to have so cake, but the old man, for so reason, started yelling at
and even tried to chase
away! I didn't take him seriously because of his age, just went around and got myself a piece of cake, and he imdiately got upset and wanted to hit
with his cane!
Out of respect for you, I got hit several tis but didn't retaliate; I just tied him up and stuffed him under the table to let him cool down, I've already been quite reasonable!"
"..."
You being reasonable... imagine the possibility that the cake might represent
and Veronica sharing our happiness with the guests, and the "key prop" of the wedding banquet was touched, the armored old man had every reason to be upset!
"Forget it."
Knowing that the Northern Kingdom's wedding doesn't have the custom of sharing cake with guests, Leon was simply not in the mood to explain the whole story to the female cleaner. He bent down to help the heartbroken armored old man up, removed the handkerchief stuffed in his mouth, and gently asked him a couple of questions.
Despite the armored old man's stubbornness, he handled matters thodically. Considering the cake tower might be damaged during transport, he had indeed prepared a small spare cake tower just in case.
After learning about the existence of the backup cake tower from the sobbing old armorer, Leon imdiately sought out the standby official from the wedding departnt to try and get him to replace the backup cake tower. However, he received a rather indifferent response.
"Your Highness, perhaps you should calm down for a mont."
The official from the wedding departnt, with a peaceful expression on his face, advised harmoniously:
"Actually, if you think about it, a wedding without a cake is not a big deal. It doesn't affect the love between you and Her Majesty Veronica, so just let it be."
"?"
What's wrong with this guy?
After slightly furrowing his brows, Leon was about to ask again but suddenly realized sothing and turned to look at the female cleaner beside him.
"It was him who acted first, I was just helping him to calm down..."
After offering a couple of awkward explanations, under Leon's glare, the female cleaner took out a glass spray bottle from her bosom and sprayed it twice into her mouth, then exhaled towards the officials of the wedding departnt.
Imdiately afterwards, the official from the wedding departnt shivered suddenly, as if waking from a dream. He reacted with a panicked expression, repeatedly bowing towards Leon and said:
"Your Highness! I... I wasn't just..."
"Mm-hmm, I know, it wasn't your fault just now."
After offering a couple of warm sentences of comfort and instructing him to fetch the cake, Leon looked towards the female cleaner, sowhat curious, and asked:
"Is this your abnormal object? What's its effect? Bewitching humans?"
"No."
The female cleaner shook her head and then candidly admitted without any defense:
"This is sort of my bloodline ability. By using blood, breath, or so other diums, it forcibly calms people down. Those who wanted to stop
from eating the cake all got a breath blown on them... Oh right, can the new cake later be for ..."
"No."
"Stingy!"
...
The diplomats, who were arguing intensely, just like Leon before, were unaware of the small commotion concerning the cake in the banquet hall and continued to argue about how to divide the large cake left by the Crolock Kingdom.
And as the discussion failed to reach a decision, the diplomats' quarrel gradually escalated, with both sides increasingly raising the intensity of their statents, subtly implying a brink of conflict.
"Her Majesty Veronica!"
After several attempts to make trouble were thwarted by Queen Veronica's retorts, the Northern Kingdom's foreign minister finally lost patience first, speaking with a severe expression to reveal his position:
"Before my departure on this trip, His Majesty Harvey had instructed that if it is indeed necessary, the three legions stationed on the border between our two countries could provide
with the utmost support! I believe you should understand what I an by this statent!"
"Is that so?"
Looking at the foreign minister, who had torn off all semblance of decorum and threatened her with war, Queen Veronica retracted her smile and calmly asked with a pensive gaze:
"But I rember you seem to be just an assistant. Are you certain that Princess lisande would also support this decision of yours?"
"Of course!"
Having long received a promise, the foreign minister snorted coldly, then said confidently:
"Princess lisande, like His Majesty Harvey, has expressed trust in my ability and judgnt. I can vouch for this statent!"
"You can't vouch for it."
Sighing inwardly that what was ant to happen will happen, Queen Veronica said with a cold face:
"Princess lisande is the chief envoy, and moreover the second heir to the royal family. Let her co out and speak with !"
"As you wish."
The Northern Kingdom's foreign minister, noting Queen Veronica's change in deanor and keeping a stern expression, turned to look at the position where the female cleaner had been, intending to use her status as a princess to conduct a formal diplomatic consultation and issue a threat of war to Queen Veronica. However...
No one was there.
Oh right, given Her Highness's usual habits, she's probably gone to find sothing to eat.
Being quite familiar with the character of the Ashito royal family, the foreign minister instinctively glanced towards the buffet area, but to his surprise, he found no sign of her there either.
Your Highness?!
The foreign minister, finding that even the dining area was missing the female cleaner, finally got a bit anxious. The group of diplomats quickly noticed sothing amiss and imdiately began looking around the area, searching for the whereabouts of Princess lisande.
And after scanning the entire banquet hall, they finally located Princess lisande by a round table under the distant cake tower.
At this mont, Princess lisande was sitting properly on a chair beside the cake tower, with a blissful expression on her face, waiting with her mouth open for sothing. anwhile, a prince, who had also disappeared for quite so ti, reluctantly picked up a piece of cake with a fork and roughly stuffed it into her mouth.
"Just this piece, okay? If any more, I'm afraid it'll make you burst!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
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