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Chapter 885: Lanfu, the Matchmaker (Part 2)
Chapter 885: Lanfu, the Matchmaker (Part 2)
Ifatiya had a strong mental fortitude, and once she understood the situation, she would soon be all smiles, ready to enjoy the evening's celebration.
From this perspective, the two Demon Princesses came from incredibly optimistic families, with a mindset different from ordinary people.
"Lance, Lance, tell me, why do you want to take my mother away from my father?"
Huberian was perplexed after hearing Antanas's words.
When Antanas said "her husband," he was undoubtedly referring to Lance.
However, Huberian wasn't sure if "her mother" and "her father" referred to Ifatiya and Migaya.
"It all started with that bet I made with Adams during our Aloran Royal Academy academic visit. It was because of that bet, made on behalf of Loren, that Loren and Miss Juliana's date came to be..."
Lance recounted the past with a sense of guilt.
The more he delved into the details, the more he realized it was filled with a cycle of revenge.
Now, all the consequences were the results of the causes he had set in motion.
Then, Lance briefly explained the day's events to Huberian.
"So you've been helping Loren all day?"
Huberian's face was filled with confusion.
In the morning, Lance had helped Loren at the Golden Bee Amusement Park, and in the afternoon, he had done the same at the Irekire Opera House.
Then, Lance almost became a part of her family?
"I knew it, Lance. You're really something today."
Sigrea crossed her arms, looking at Lance with exasperation.
After hearing the detailed account, she finally understood the cause-and-effect relationships she hadn't considered before.
"Sigrid, you, never mind."
Talia sometimes gave Sigrid the same look, as if she wanted to scold them.
"Lance, you, never mind."
Only Sigrid looked relaxed.
As an accomplice, she had no right to say anything to Lance.
She was about to follow Talia's lead and scold Lance to hide her guilt, but she couldn't muster the courage to speak.
However, there was nothing to worry about. Talia would soon forgive Lance, and Lance only needed to show his usual weakness to make Talia feel guilty.
"Meow."
Cat Boss was still hiding under the bench.
It was too concerned about Lance to leave, even though it was scared.
Sometimes, only it could save Lance. If it ran away, Lance would be doomed.
Fortunately, by now, it seemed there was no danger, and the explosion at the Duke's Mansion had finally subsided.
Facing their trio's varied expressions,
Lance didn't show any signs of fatigue this time.
"I sincerely apologize to everyone. Today, my overconfidence led to a work mistake, causing trouble for the Duke's family. I'm truly sorry."
Lance bowed to them.
He acknowledged his mistake, explained the facts, and apologized sincerely.
Cat Boss initially thought Lance would use some clever trick, but he was simply apologizing.
"..."
"Never mind, you've done well. Get some rest."
Talia's heart softened.
Just thinking about Lance's dedication on stage and his commitment to every task, she couldn't bring herself to blame him.
"The Duke's family won't blame you."
Huberian smiled and spoke to Lance.
Lance had saved their family, and by tomorrow's sunrise, this minor chaos would be forgotten.
"You two are so easy to handle, and it seems I'm easy to manage too. Well, I guess we're done here." Sigrid commented from the side.
"Since things have come to this, let's head back to the Duke's Mansion for dinner. Isn't there a celebration banquet?" Sigrid stretched lazily, addressing Talia and Huberian.
She herself was starting to feel a bit hungry.
"Yes, it's time for dinner," Talia agreed, patting her stomach. She was indeed hungry.
Acting was a physically demanding task.
Only after merging with Huberian did she find it harder to feel hungry, almost forgetting that it was already close to dinnertime.
"Let's go home happily!" Huberian laughed, preparing to turn and leave.
"Wait." Lance stopped them.
All three of them turned back.
Did Lance have something else to say?
"Meow." Cat Boss shrank under the chair in the front row.
It knew what was coming.
Lance had said that after everything was over, it was time to give them an explanation.
He had never shirked responsibility.
His attitude of confessing everything to them today was an indication of how he intended to interact with them going forward.
"Just say what you want to say," the three of them looked at each other, feeling tense in the atmosphere.
Sigrid seemed the most composed, her arms crossed and her elbows slightly rubbing against each other.
Talia deliberately averted her gaze, not wanting to face Lance directly.
Huberian was anxious, clenching her fists, and looked at Lance with concern.
They had an idea of what Lance might want to say, and they had been waiting for a long time.
But when they saw Lance's expression, they also began to feel their hearts racing.
After a brief silence in the opera house...
Lance looked at them and spoke, "Lankros missed Mademoiselle Maga, Sigrea, and Caliera, but I don't want to miss out on Huberian, Sigrid, and Talia."
He spoke without a hint of evasion in his eyes.
"Do you mean you want to marry all three of us?" Sigrid asked with interest, stating it bluntly.
She found it bold of the Saint's Son to say such words in front of her.
Huberian and Talia glanced at Sigrid in surprise, seemingly amazed that Sigrid would speak so directly.
Although they had a sense of what Lance was getting at from his opening statement, they felt embarrassed when Sigrid bluntly stated what should have been implicit.
At this moment, they didn't know how to react or face Lance.
"Am I wrong?" Sigrid asked Lance, then turned to Talia and Huberian, asking them as if it were obvious.
"Yes," Lance admitted straightforwardly.
Sigrid's blunt expression interrupted his train of thought.
But he didn't need to say more, as Sigrid had stated the truth.
"..." Sigrid remained silent for the moment.
Talia and Huberian also fell silent.
They didn't know how to agree to Lance's proposal.
Although they had vaguely envisioned the future in their minds, at this moment, they felt trapped and hesitant.
"Then let me ask you, if you could only marry one, who would you choose?" Sigrid asked the question that intrigued her the most.
This question also represented the thoughts that were holding Huberian and Talia back.
Perhaps it was a question they wanted to ask but dared not, a question they both wanted and feared the answer to.
It was even difficult for them to pinpoint their emotions at that moment and form a precise question.
They also worried that asking the question might embarrass Lance.
However, Sigrid was known for her straightforward speech, avoiding roundabout ways of expression.
"Meow, meow, meow." Cat Boss squeezed out a cold sweat.
It was already sharpening its claws, preparing to run up and buy time for Lance.
Although it knew Sigrid would agree with Lance, Sigrid wasn't one to easily give her consent.
This question was her test, and it was the final exam for Lance.
An incorrect answer could lead to hell.
But how could this deadly question be answered? Choosing only one would hurt the other two, yet since he had mentioned wanting all three, this question couldn't be answered.
There was no correct answer, meow!
Suddenly, an orange light appeared in Talia's pocket, floating out and condensing into the figure of a flower fairy, who gracefully landed on the ground.
"In that case, he won't marry any of you. Since he can't choose, he will follow Lankros's path, and none of you will have a happy ending with him." The Great Poetess spoke on Lance's behalf.
Lance looked at the Great Poetess in astonishment.
He hadn't expected the Great Poetess to help him at this moment, answering Sigrid, Talia, and Huberian's question before he had a chance to respond.
"..." The Great Poetess smiled at Lance, indicating for him to remain silent and let her speak for him.
When Lance was willing to admit his mistakes and take the beating, she would be willing to reconcile with him.
After all, they had been close companions for so long, their friendship never faded, and most of her happiness came from Lance. At this critical moment, she had to step in to help her brother.
The auditorium fell silent once again for a long time.
Cat Boss hid under the chair, analyzing the situation.
The Great Poetess's words were clearly unacceptable to all three of them, yet it was a satisfying answer to some extent.
Not choosing anyone represented their belief that Lance was irreplaceable to them, and there was no favoritism or exclusive love.
Lance's expression just now also acknowledged that the Great Poetess's words were the choice he would make. She had simply spoken on his behalf, a step ahead of him.
And when these words came from the Great Poetess, they didn't sound hurtful, unlike if Lance had said them himself.
Huberian, Talia, and Sigrid fell into deep thought.
Considering the worst-case scenario, they believed that Lance would stick to his word, and everyone would regret it for the rest of their lives.
Even so, they still felt conflicted about how to agree to Lance's proposal.
"Haha." The Great Poetess chuckled.
"As for my suggestion, if you don't agree, I'll advise Lance to express his willingness to succeed the throne in the Crethe Empire."
"The Great Poetess strolled over to them, her arms spread wide, her eyes filled with the allure of Lance.
'Loren will definitely pack his bags and run, and the Divine Generals and the Silver Moon Reform Society, along with the Princess, will have no choice but to agree to Lance's professional expertise. He, the President of the Great Republic, is more suited to be emperor than Loren.'
She continued her speech.
'When Lance unifies the Southern Continent and rebuilds the Santolant Theocracy, what's the harm in marrying three women? Even if he wants to marry Ifatiya and Minera Alansal, no one would dare to say anything...']
Before the Great Poetess could finish her sentence, Talia covered her mouth from behind.
'You're being too cruel, Lanfu!'
Talia didn't allow the Great Poetess to continue her nonsense. She transformed back into her original form, then, huffing in anger, she took back the semi-transparent orange magic card.
However, after Lanfu disappeared...
They all became quite shaken.
Hearing the Great Poetess's words, they thought carefully and were convinced that they really needed to marry into the Wilfort family as soon as possible to feel at ease.
This boy had finally prepared to live a simple life, and if he wasn't tied down by marriage, he might really go off to conquer the stars and oceans.
After a few breaths...
'Forget it, marrying one husband and getting two wives in return isn't too bad.'
Sigrid was the first to speak, spreading her hands.
How she wanted to hide her feelings, but her heart couldn't help but flutter.
The boy she loved was right in front of her, and this time, she didn't want to miss him again.
'What are you talking about, Sigrid?'
Huberian looked at Sigrid with a mix of shyness and annoyance.
But when she glanced at Lance, her gaze softened.
'But is it really time to talk about marriage so soon...?'
Huberian whispered, her cheeks slightly flushed.
She and Lance were still young, and logically, getting married in a few years shouldn't be a problem.
However, considering Sigrid and Talia's ages, they did need to act quickly.
'Houbo, are you doing my task?'
Talia looked at Huberian in surprise.
It was the first time she felt that Huberian was thinking about something impolite. Houbo had gone bad!
'I think she's doing the task for both of them.'
Lance raised his hand and corrected her seriously.
With the tower, she couldn't escape the west.
'You're so mean!'
Sigrid immediately stepped forward and pinched Lance's cheeks, saying,
'Then hurry up and solve my problem!'
She ordered.
Watching Sigrid and Lance playfully fight, Huberian tried to stop them, but it was no different from usual. Talia shook her head, relieved.
The Great Poetess was about to tear down the roof, but after they stopped her, they realized that opening a window for Lance was nothing.
'If you can make me happy, then prove it to me.'
Talia said, handing the semi-transparent card back to Lance.
That debt of over eighty thousand pounds, let him settle it.
She wouldn't say it directly.
But holding the 'Great Poetess' in her hand, she felt like she was pledging a loan, temporarily returning it to Lance as a sign of debt clearance, hoping he would understand her meaning.
'Thank you, Lanfu.'
Lance looked down at the magic card in his hand.
This was his first masterpiece and his most reliable partner.
Although Lanfu's idea was a bit cruel, she was indeed effective as a matchmaker. Lance admitted that he couldn't match Lanfu's skills as a matchmaker.
'Lance, congratulations on finally achieving your dream of clinging to a duke's thigh.'
Huberian approached him and spoke.
'No, Huberian, that's not what it is.'
Lance hurriedly waved his hands, wanting to explain to her again about the rumors with Minera Alansal.
But immediately, he saw Huberian smile.
It was clear she was teasing him.
This cunning look was like the mischievousness of a Desecrator.
'I mean, you've clung to the thigh of Duchess Huberian. I'll become a duke sooner or later, right? I'll support you in the future. I'll inherit the family business well.'
Huberian patted Lance's shoulder, hoping he would strive hard in the future.
At this moment, she finally exuded a wealthy aura.
In the auditorium, as the melody began, a joyful rhythm filled the air. The grand, intense, and humorous performance echoed throughout the opera house.
'This is great, but it seems the story is coming to an end.'
Toriadus, at some point, had returned to the piano, his fingers gently touching the black and white keys. Under Abigail's watchful eyes, he played the finale of this drama.
'Let's allow you to be a little lazy.'
Abigail watched her friends in the audience and silently approved of the performance.
The lights in the auditorium changed, resembling a colorful sea of flowers, and also like a dream overflowing in their hearts—a gentle dream that would never fall.
'By the way, Houbo, I have a question for you.'
Lance whispered to Huberian.
'What?'
Huberian turned to look at him.
'If I help two older women with their marriage problems in one go, does that count as a virtuous deed?'
Lance asked her, sincerely seeking advice from her, the priestess.
'Hehe.'
Huberian couldn't help but laugh at Lance's question, her shoulders shaking, and she covered her mouth.
She didn't know if it counted as a virtuous deed, but she knew that with this laugh, the virtue was gone.
Not only Huberian, but even Sigrid and Talia were charmed by the evening's atmosphere and laughed.
'Tata, if you want to punch him, I won't stop you this time.'
Sigrid hugged her arms and shook her head.
'Lance, prepare to be captured seven times!'
Talia was also not holding back this time, clenching her fists and chasing after Lance.
'Help! The tigress is eating people!'
Lance ran desperately towards the stairs.
In the opera house, the lively notes chased after their figures, heading towards the most dazzling exit at dusk, gentle yet determined, joyful yet elegant, even causing the goddess statues to smirk.
The journey so far had inadvertently repainted the scenery. The regrets of the Blood Moon Calamity era, the loneliness, and the old nightmares all seemed to vanish like bubbles, disappearing without a trace.
The piano melody echoed in the theater, like a spring breeze, causing countless flowers to bloom.
The stage gradually darkened, and the curtains slowly closed again, marking the end of the story on stage.
(End of Chapter)
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