Perverted Otherworlder 130 You Will Remember Me

The figure of a man holding a beautiful woman as if they were in the middle of a dance, were printed inside the spectators' brain. The beautiful woman's left-palm landed on the young man's cheek as if she was caressing them.

The young man stared at her beautiful eyes playfully despite the enormous attention weighing him down. (What a beautiful woman you are... but that slap could easily break my jaws if I didn't reinforce it with my True Dragon Blessing, damn...) thought Lyon as he smirked.

"Ah! is that?!" one of the banquet participants recognize the woman that was held by the young man with unique getup. However, his words stuck in his throat for some unknown reason.

*SPLURT

CLemora burst the water she just drank as she looked at the young man and who was he holding in his hand. Her uncool demeanor was fortunately noticed by none since everyone's eyes were on the same thing.

Unlike her little sister, Biane was laughing heartily as she held her stomach. She was thinking about how Lyon would show up but this was beyond her imagination. (Oh god it hurts! Hahaha!) thought Biane.

Princess Aelina had her mouth opened wide as she saw them. She knew her little sister well enough to know that she wouldn't let anybody held her like that.

Prince Frey was furrowing his eyebrows with the face of disbelief. The youngest of the sibling actually had a lover?

Even the handsome and highly admired Prince Weiss couldn't believe his eyes. He was asking himself with some questions that he himself couldn't come out with an answer.

Princess Chloe was fuming with rage as her expression could make the heavens wailed. Lyon noticed this sudden change and he could feel that things had turned for the worst. He immediately intensified the True Dragon Blessing just in case.

"Hmph!" smirked Princess Chloe as she put down the hand that slapped him and raised her left leg to hit Lyon's face with blinding speed. Lyon opened his eyes wide.

*boom

A loud boom was heard as the spectators could only steal a breath before they were surprised by the outcome.

Princess Chloe was smirking with victory before furrowing her eyebrows. Her leg was actually caught by Lyon's right hand as the wind from the impact fluttered his hair to the left.

Even though Lyon really felt the heavy kick, he still put on a victorious smile toward the beautiful woman. "I bet, you will remember me from now on,"

His words only put gasoline to a bursting fire. With gritted teeth, Princess Chloe grabbed his compressed shirt before throwing him to the middle of the banquet.

The crowd immediately made way for the incoming figure that was launched. Lyon hit the floor as he was dragged further by the clean floor before stopping right in the middle of the floor, in between the two long tables that held the gourmet foods.

He lazily got up before patting the dust that was never on his compressed shirt before looking at the beautiful woman across him with a smirk.

"Wait a minute, isn't he the rumored lover of lady Clemora?" one of the onlookers suddenly started a wave of discussion.

"Yes, there is no mistaking it, there is no way people in Luderia would wear that kind of getup," nodded another onlooker.

"But. isn't he kinda cool wearing it?" said a noble girl with a blush on her face.
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"Hey-hey, are you really having a crush right now?" teased her friend.

The discussion went on but Lyon's eyes were currently fixated on the beautiful princess with a fury on her face. (There are many kinds of bonding, and this.. is the most interesting one!) thought Lyon.

*tap

*tap

Princess Chloe slowly approached Lyon with increasing speed before leaping to him with a swirl. Lyon smirked as he drooped down before her left foot whipped his head.

*swoosh

Her whipped kick was powerful enough that the wind created a slash that advanced further for a brief time.

The crowd was captivated by her strike, they knew that that kick was a natural whipped kick without any aid from art or magic. However, they soon realized that her attack was not stopping there.

Princess Chloe squinted her eyes as she noticed that she missed her strike while in mid-air. Lyon opened his eyes as he felt two hands were using his shoulder as support. He didn't have the time to be more surprised as his vision suddenly filled with a beautiful knee coming straight at his face.

*boom

A loud resounding boom was produced as everyone could see the moment Lyon's face was kissing Princess Chloe's beautiful left knee.

With blood trailing in the sky from Lyon's nose, he smiled as his figure dropped on the floor.

The crowd was gulping at the quick exchange, no, the quick strike from Princess Chloe. The rumor of her being more talented than the first prince was slowly becoming true. The quick-thinking she demonstrated just now was something that could only be attained by either talent or experience and by how young she was, the onlookers believed the former.

"Is he dead?" asked one of the nobles. He was sure that the blow would have destroyed his skull.

The others were having the same kind of question in their heads. Some of them glanced at Clemora who was looking at the young man that was facing the floor.

Her cool demeanor had no hint of worry as they speculated that the rumor may be false despite her saying yes.

The other three candidates, however, looked at their little sister instead. Even though they were the older siblings, they couldn't stop her current actions because it would only a futile attempt.

The young man that was hugging the floor smiled with blood from his nose staining the clean floor. (Black with a white-circle pattern, good choice!).

Chapter end