Chapter 845: Chapter 47: Wise Guy’s Charisma Mont (Part 2)
“Hints, indirect hints?” Orianna whispered, “That’s too difficult for …”
Lady Grey encouraged, “Love is a lifelong matter and can’t be brushed off simply! What if he’s had a lot of past relationships? What if he has nurous admirers in Skytropolis? What if he’s only seeking fleeting excitent without considering marriage and life, what would you do then?”
Orianna looked grave, “This… this is way too…!”
“Don’t underestimate n, Orianna, most of them are worse than you think…” Grey whispered, “There are even n like Prince Charlie in this world!”
“!!!”
Orianna suddenly beca nervous and engaged in a fierce discussion with Lady Grey about techniques to identify scumbags. Sara quietly moved her chair next to Alandia, and softly asked, “Has Lady Grey ever been in love?”
Alandia shook her head, “I don’t think so.”
“Then where did she get these standards from…?”
Dawn Knight mused for a mont, “Judging by her library borrowing records, it’s likely romance novels.”
“Oh ho ho~~” Sara chuckled mischievously, “I really hope everything goes well for Orianna tonight~”
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“Date…date…”
An hour later, Oreanna exited headquarters carrying a small bag, feeling a storm of emotions.
Mr. Mo was such an upright man, he would never be involved with a relationship deceiver. Yet the more she thought about Lady Grey’s words, the scarier they beca…
She patted her face, telling herself not to dwell on those dreadful possibilities anymore; wasn’t that like not trusting Mr. Mo? She should instead think about how to spend her afternoon on this date. Lady Grey hadn’t given any advice on the matter, Alandia had no experience, and Sara just laughed and said to stay calm… But if everything were just like usual, wouldn’t it lose the significance of a date?
“Is this outfit too simple…”
Orianna took out a small mirror to check her appearance. She had intentionally put on light makeup, worn a pearl necklace, and changed into a “more complicated” outfit today. A white winter coat with a sky-blue scarf, black thermal tights, and a dark blue skirt, matched with brown ankle boots. This look, different from her usual attire, should give him a refreshing feeling, but the problem was…
(The Holy Sword on my back completely ruins the vibe ah ah ah ah ah!)
Yes, the Final Sword was still strapped to her back. Combined with the giant sword wrapped in blood-red cloth, no matter how she dressed, it was hard to look like a lady! In fact, the more ticulously she dressed, the more conspicuous it beca!!
“It- it’s okay. Mr. Mo probably won’t mind such things… he’s used to it every day…” Orianna muttered to reassure herself, “Think positively, Orianna, try to imagine what Mr. Mo might have prepared…”
He would most likely drive one of those high-tech-looking cars from Skytropolis, right? And since it was a rare first date, he might dress like a fairy tale’s prince charming… No no no, get a grip, Orianna! That look is way too fantastical, he might show up more maturely in a suit… Even a simple casual outfit is great, Mr. Mo looks handso in anything… But indeed, one still longs for a prince on a white horse~
No! Stop! I’ve already started hallucinating the sound of hooves, I can’t continue this wild imagination! I have to remain grounded, the agreed ti is almost here, and I need to face this rare first date with a fresh spirit…!
“Hey, Orianna!”
He’s here! He arrived on ti!
“Good afternoon, Mr. Mo~” Orianna turned expectantly, looking to her right—
But saw rolling dust clouds rising, with hoof sounds like thunder, as soone charged forward on horseback. At first glance, the steed was extraordinary: four steel legs swift as the wind, adorned with a gleaming silver armor, a majestic iron horse. The man’s face was as handso as jade, eyes like shooting stars, slim-waisted and broad-chested, powerful in voice; he wore a brown coat, wrapped in a bloodred scarf, with his glass-colored long hair fluttering in the wind, indeed appearing as unrestrained, brave and unparalleled, a young gallant, a youth general!
“——What are you doing ahhhhhh!”
Orianna jumped several ters back, holding her sword with shaking hands, striking a defensive pose. Mo Yuankai dismounted from the chanical horse, bewildered: “I’m here to pick you up for the date.”
“Why did you ride a chanical horse?! And dress like this?!”
Mo Yuankai scratched his head, “I thought you might like the image of a prince on a white horse, so I made a horse to pick you up…”
“No protagonist in a fairy tale rides a chanical horse!!!” Orianna cried out in sorrow.
“Then I thought, since it’s a special date, I’d better dress nicely, so I chose this outfit today.” Mo Yuankai patted his scarf confidently, “Doesn’t it have a masculine vibe?”
Orianna closed her eyes tightly, wanting to say so flattering words, but ultimately couldn’t go against her heart: “You look like a bandit…”
“Huh?”
Orianna took several deep breaths, during which the chanical horse continued to snort its bio-mitic breaths, its attention-grabbing presence drawing gazes from all directions, making the Seventh Knight wish she could dig a hole and hide.
“Another problem, Mr. Mo.” The female knight said in despair, “Are you really planning to ride this horse… on the highway… to take to the amusent park?”
“Actually, I prepared several chanical horses!” Mo Yuankai said enthusiastically, “I made a beautiful carriage, so we can ride the carriage there…”
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