Aiming To Be The Best Magician In The World!
/ Aiming to be the Best Magician in the World! 11 Meeting With Royalty 2
'Why do I feel like something bad will happen to me?' She thought to herself as she had goosebumps on her.
"Is there anything wrong?" Laura asked Sylvie as she saw how Sylvie's instinct had a reaction the moment they entered the palace.
'Wait...' Laura thought to herself.
'How could I forget... This king is a pedophile that likes cute lolis...' Laura thought to herself as she silently casted barrier magic around Sylvie which reduced 200MP a minute. The barrier was only strong enough to repel physical normal contact.
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"Er, your majesty what are you doing?" A butler asked the king.
"I am dressing well, what else do you think I am doing Sebas?" Arthur II asked the old man with white hair and a white beard which was trimmed. (Just imagine Sebas from Overlord okay?)
"Why are you dressing up more than usual when Laura occasionally gives you visits to report her work?" Sebas asked Arthur II again as he was thinking as hard as he can to find the reason why.
"Oh, she's bringing me something really important. I need to prepare very extremely fashionable today." Arthur II replied as he donned his cloak once more.
"What's she bringing?" Sebas asked Arthur II.
"You'll find out. Let's head out." Arthur II looked back at Sebas with a grin as he walked out of his chambers gracefully and headed toward's the throne room.
"Why is he being so secretive today? What was that mischievous grin for anyway? He usually tells me what he's doing." Sebas muttered to himself. After noticing how far ahead the king was he snapped out of his daze and followed suit.
...
"Here we are Miss Laura and Miss Sylvie." A guard stopped and said as he turned around and looked at the two. What was behind him was a heavily decorated door.
'Is everything in the castle this heavily decorated or something? Just how expensive is the door itself?!' Sylvie gawked in awe as she looked at all the gold and jewels covering the entrance.
"It is pretty expensive and amazing at the same time right Sylvie?" Laura's voice rang behind Sylvie's ear.
"Hii!" Sylvie jumped away from the voice in fright as she snapped out of her awe.
"Hehe, so how is it Sylvie?" Laura asked Sylvie once more.
"It's big and expensive and nice mother!" Sylvie exclaimed as she pointed towards the door.
(das wot she said mate)
"I know! He's such a spendthrift that I can take away all his money without him knowing!" Laura said happily with crescent shaped eyes as she looked back toward's the door.
"Alright, prepare yourself Sylvie." Laura turned strict as she prepared to enter.
"Alright mother!" Sylvie
"Shall I open the door now miss?" The guard asked Laura.
"Alright, let's go." The guard said as he turned around and pushed the doors open.
"Announcing! Miss Laura Martel and lady Sylvie Martel has arrived!" The guard shouted loud enough for the people in the room to hear. Walking forward to the middle of the room as they faced the king who was sitting on his throne. They stopped and dropped onto their knees and looked down as they greeted him.
"Your majesty, your subject Laura Martel and her daughter Sylvie Martel greets you!" She said while still looking down.
"Your majesty, your subject Sylvie Martel greets you!" Sylvie followed a long to what Laura said while doing the same.
"Great! You two may rise now!" Arthur II said while looking at Sylvie with glitter in his eyes.
"Yes your majesty!" Laura said as she abruptly stood up.
"Yes your majesty!" Sylvie repeated and also stood up while having goose bumps.
"Why don't you go talk to my son and walk around the castle while I talk to your mother hm?" King Arthur II said as he looked at Sylvie who was scared to death.
"Y-yes." Sylvie replied while stuttering as she looked at his gaze which gave her a fright for some reason.
"Alright, Holven go guide her why don't you? You have nothing to do right?" King Arthur II said as he looked at a child who was at six years old with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Yes father." Holven said as he walked up to the still frightened Sylvie.
"Follow me." He said as he walked out the entrance while holding her hands.
"Eh?" Sylvie snapped out of her daze as she released someone held her hands and was dragging her out of the room.
"eh??" She finally realized the one who was grabbing her hand called the king his father.
'Wait... This is the king's son then... MOM I TOLD YOU THAT WAS A FLAG U MENTIONED!'
She recalled how their conversation before they reached the castle went like this :
"Non! Aren't the princes going to fight for the throne in a couple of years? I don't want to be there or they could use me to build connections to our family to gain the throne." Sylvie explained as if though she were a mature adult who understood the world and not a child.
"Mmm, you're still going anyway as we cant reject a royal invitation anyway. Sorry sweetie." Laura shut down her feelings.
"Ah." Sylvie's voice leaked out as she hung her head with a sad and gloomy aura.
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(Laura POV)
"So how was she?" Laura asked the king as they were alone in his study room.
"Not bad, not bad at all. How about marrying him to my son?" King Arthur II said to Laura as if they had been friends for years.
Crack
"Sorry what? Marry who now? Who's marrying who?" Laura replied as the handle of the tea cup snapped off.
Maybe releasing how dangerous the situation was King Arthur II immediately said, " No one is getting married! I don't know what you're talking about! Please lower your mana you're going to kill someone!" He pleaded as he sweated like bullets.
"Fine! Mention it one more time and off with your head!" Laura said as if she was the queen as she stopped releasing mana.
"Thank god... I wonder how the two are doing..." Laura mumbled.
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Sylvie: HELP I THINK ILL LITERALLY BE IN THE ROYAL FAMILY
Plutia: THEN HURRY UP AND GROW UP TO ADVENTURE SO I CAN MEET U ALREADY DAMMIT
Author : what she said
Prince : WHAT!? WHY U LEAVE ME WAt i do wrong
King : YEAH WHAT DID MY SON DO WRO-
Laura : excoos me mr king? wot u sey mo8
King : Noting NOTING AT ALL SON APOWOGIZE
Laura : wot i thought
Sylvie : MOTAH WAHH
Laura : I think I'll give you as a bride to Plutia seeing as how she can't make hurt you in that sense of way.
Sylvie : BETRAYAL
Laura : I SWEAR I DIDNT SAY THAT
Author : NYEHEHEHE
*poof*
Chapter end
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