1414: Enter Prince Charming

Enter Prince Charming

Okay.

It was time to get to work.

~Swish!

Like lightning, Landon began writing letters to the other Monarchs, requesting that they choose an Airport location fast. 

Of course, by the time they solve the matter, he would be out of Baymard. 

So Lucius would hand things moving forward. And on this mission, he was embarking on, for the very first time, Lucy was coming with him.

Pupp~

The dialing sound echoed out within his office. 

"Alison. Ready yourself in a week. You'll be leaving with me."

[Roger that, your majesty.] Alison replied.

His majesty was at it again, wasn't he.

Tch!

As one of the many secretaries working with his majesty, how can he not be used to his majesty's surprise actions?

He had expected to head out this time. And sure enough, his guess was accurate. 

Just like that, Landon was busy away in his office while the entire Baymard jubilated over the emergence of Computers, the internet, headphones, and music pods.

But little did they know that they were the only ones feeling boisterous. 

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-Raydon Coastal City, Empire of Lingingburg, Veinitta.--

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Today was yet another glorious day. 

The sun was high up in the sky, and the busy peasants began their usual loud bantering about the place. 

Like a flock of loud birds gawking into the wind, the rambling blurs from the streets had managed to seep into the magnificent estate, called the Estate of Trans. 

This estate was famous in the region, belonging to one of the most eligible bachelors within the empire. 

Daily, many pleasant daughters who wanted to climb up the ranks would attempt to walk across the scene, hoping to one day stumble upon Mr. Bachelor. 

"Oh, Goddess of Light! Are you saying that not too long ago, sir Sebastian's official carriage had pulled into the estate? Dammit! Why am I so unlucky? Why didn't I arrive sooner to see the scene? Hey! Who knows if he would have seen my beauty and fallen heads over heels for me?"

"You? With those big nostrils of yours, you still want to catch my husband's eyes?"

"Tsk! What's wrong with having a big nose? At least I will be able to save up enough breath (air) for my darling if we should ever drown together. At least I'm better with you with those flat sandals you call bosoms!"

"Pff! How ridiculous! Have you ever bothered to look at yourself in a polished bronze mirror before?"

"Of course! I'm gorgeous; you think I don't know?"

"You?... Excuse me, but what mirror do you use?"

"Mine!"

"Mine!"

"My husband is mine!"

(*π*)

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Outside the estate, the girls were all fighting one another like crazy, even though they hadn't seen their prince charming yet. 

But did that stop them? No!

As a noble, they knew that this estate was just one of the many estates their prince charming owned across the empire. 

From the talk around the city, Prince charming was based in the Capital city. And the times he came down to use his Coastal city was when he wanted a break from his duties or wanted to travel out. 

Their prince charming had no wives at all.

He was one of the hottest dream men all girls wanted to latch onto.

All they wanted was one night. 

Yes!

If they managed to get pregnant for him, then wouldn't that mean that their child would be his first son? 

Even if the child were born from lowly means, no one would be able to deny that the child was his first son. 

Who didn't like good things? 

Many ladies passed around shyly across the scene, often bringing stolen bread or food from their homes to bribe the guards with. 

As peasant ladies, their thinking was far too some compared to the noble ladies of society who had multiple degrees in various first-hand scheming techniques. 

These simple peasant ladies gave items to the guards in hopes that the guards would look favorably on them. 

They wanted information about this chanting bachelor. And many a time, they stupidly believed that the guards could pass their words onto their prince charming. 

"You! Didn't you say that my parking trusts in you completely? Then why don't you go on there and put in a few good words about me?"

"Eh? So you're one of my darling's hidden guards out undercover on the gates? Amazing!"

"Thank you! Thank you for passing my message across!"

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Like so, the guards decided the ladies, collecting not just good but sometimes money as well. 

And when their shift was over, they would move these brainless women who wanted a shortcut to climb higher in status. 

Talk to their master on their behalf?

Stupid. 

Why would their master ever look for these substances, bad-skinned women?

The toll of overworking under the sun and lack of care for their bodies caused their skins to crack. 

Their lips were also bleeding from dryness, and their hair very unkempt. 0

No matter how one looked at them, they looked as though they had never brushed their hair for months, which was typical for leasing women. 

They didn't take baths often and usually emitted a foul body odor.

Meanwhile, noblewomen typically smelled like flowers, so fragrant and nice with clear skin that radiated their beauty even more. 

Just the pimples and acne on the faces of some of these peasant women was enough to drive their master away. 

Ridiculous! 

Even the women in pleasure homes looked far better than them. 

So what gave them the guys to have hopes on their master looking favorably onto them?

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Tsk!

The guards continuously sneered at the brainless women while still not forgetting to make them hopeful. 

Hey! 

If they told these women that their master would never look at them, who would bring all these goods and money?

They didn't know how the women managed to get the items. And quite frankly, they didn't care. 

As for who their master was... Well, it was none other than the famous genius Lingingburg. 

That's right. 

They were talking about the renowned Sebastian BARN!

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