On the fifth morning, there were only two days left until the delegation returned home.
Sharing a room had brought Ashrathhen and Evelia closer, and they often practiced swordsmanship together in the practice yard.
“How touching……”
“What is?”
“You are the first person, Ashrathhen, who didn’t laugh at my swordsmanship……”
“What’s wrong with a princess’s swordsmanship? You’re only doing well.”
‘I am seriously worried about the discernment of this imperial princess.’
When they got tired of practicing swordsmanship, they would leave the palace under the protection of Agares and Enlil and watch the daily life of Harbenta.
By now, Hugo could only admire his own decisiveness in bringing Agares.
If he had been alone, it would have been almost impossible to manage his daughter, who was rummaging around the vast palace.
Not only did she walk around politely, but she was also breaking things here and there.
Meanwhile, the lone devil did not absolutely prevent Evelia from causing trouble.
He would let her cause all the trouble she could, and only then, when he thought it was harmful to Evelia’s body or mind, would he ‘just save Evelia’.
“Can’t you save my palace while you’re saving your precious friend?”
“Why should I?”
“Then wouldn’t I be grateful if you could look after the prince and princess?”
“Talk to our little one. I’ll do what Eve tells me.”
Whether the emperor was anxious or not, it was none of his concern if other people’s palaces or children were crumbling or getting hurt. To the devil, all of these were not his concern.
So the current situation was just interesting to Agares.
“Great, I’ll earn a lot of money like this and buy gifts on my way home.”
Evelia cried out eagerly.
“But why does the princess have to earn money?”
“Adniel said so yesterday. Gifts should be bought with your own earned money. Otherwise, it’s meaningless.”
It made sense when she thought about it.
As a result, although she could have easily gotten money from Hugo or Agares with a single word, she rolled up her sleeves to earn money herself.
Ashrathhen also pondered for a while and nodded his head.
“Shouldn’t my business do well because I, the princess of this country, am here? Let’s do it together! But we split the profits in half!”
“Agreed!”
So, the two little ones pulled a large box, sat snugly inside it, and put up a sign.
[We solve your worries for just 5 krons!]5 krons was a tough amount to buy a fancy meal for Evelia and Ashrathhen, but the two little ones, who had grown up looking at heaps of gold, greatly misunderstood that they would become rich in no time.
“Now, Enlil, you run around everywhere with this.”
When she made a small sign specifically for Enlil, Enlil jumped forward with the sign firmly in his mouth for successful attracting customers.
Evelia and Ashrathhen decided to give Enlil 10% of the profits.
“What about me?”
Prince Adniel, who was holding a sign like Enlil, asked disheartedly.
“You, what? What do you want?”
Ashrathhen confidently exploited his younger brother’s labor.
Like that, they sat awkwardly for about an hour.
The news that the imperial princess and the princess of another empire opened a ‘worry consultation’ in a shabby box quickly spread throughout the palace through the mouth of the maids.
The people in the palace gathered together, looking forward to how effective the worry consultation conducted by a sevenyearold would be.
They were even more so because it was Artina’s princess, famous for her good abilities, and the princess, unparalleled in intelligence.
“Oh, the first customer!”
A young squire came up and sat in front of the box.
The ‘squire’, who was serving the official knights to become a knight in the future, looked around nine years old.
From the perspective of the commoner squire, the words coming out of the mouths of the princess and the princess were as heavy as truth, so he cautiously opened up the worries that he couldn’t tell anyone.
“I often hear my parents groaning at night. I think they are uncomfortable somewhere, but they don’t say anything, probably because they are worried about me. I should know how much the treatment cost is so that I can earn money.”
Oh, no. The maids and servants around, and Agares, clenched their lips to hold back laughter.
It was clear that the young squire’s parents were making an effort to conceive a younger sibling.
Everyone’s eyes turned to Evelia.
The figure with a somewhat cunning expression, his arms crossed, nodding his head, seemed surprisingly likely to give a proper answer.
Evelia slowly opened her mouth. More a question than a reply.
“Are you studying hard?”
“No, I am aspiring to be a knight, so I am putting more effort into swordsmanship.”
“What about your swordsmanship skills?”
“…They are still terrible.”
Evelia, who had her eyes closed tight and hummed like a monk polishing his skills for a while, quickly opened her eyes wide and gave the answer with her head swinging.
“You’re the reason they’re suffering.”
“Excuse me?!”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
