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"Sister Mengdie... why did that old man become so happy about you and my sister swapping clothes?"
"Ah... maybe he thinks your sister suits the outfit better?"
Mengdie and Nia exchanged glances, but their final conclusion remained unknown.
"Alright, alright! Sister Mengdie, go and greet my sister now~~~!" Once the governor's figure disappeared around the corner, Nia finally relaxed and pulled Mengdie toward the room. However, Mengdie held her back again.
"Go say hi to her for me. I'm in a hurry now, and we'll talk when we get home. By the way, Nia, do you know where the auction venue is?"
Mengdie asked, and just then, a voice came from behind her, "Isn't that someone from the Pierre family? What a pleasure to meet."
Mengdie didn't pay attention, waiting for Nia's answer. Unfortunately, Nia's continuous shaking of her head dealt a heavy blow to Mengdie...
"Think again, Nia. On your way here, you must have seen some signs, right? Think hard, you can remember!"
The call for the Pierre family sounded again from behind, this time slightly angry.
"I don't know~~~ I came to the castle by carriage with my sister. As soon as we got off, we were brought here. Then that old man came to scold people. I didn't see any signs on the way~~~"
It seemed the sisters took a different route and missed the signs, so Mengdie's disappointment was understandable. She sighed, patted Nia on the shoulder, and said, "Well then, I'll find it myself. Go accompany your sister, and I'll come to find you once I'm done."
Nia initially refused, but finally returned to the room to talk to Aya after Mengdie's persuasion. Mengdie watched the sisters with a slight smile, then turned her head, looked at the crossroad, and finally stepped onto the widest path...
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"Pierre! Eagle of the mountains! Your disrespect to me is unacceptable!!!"
Strange, who would repeatedly call someone and not get a response? That's rude. But it has nothing to do with me. Better find the auction venue quickly.
"Pierre, are you taking your noble status too seriously? Relying on owning mines, so arrogant?!"
Just as Mengdie took a step, she suddenly felt a rough hand on her shoulder. The angry and forceful hand made her immediately alert. Without turning back, she hooked her foot behind the person's heel, raised the hand on her shoulder, and pushed it accurately against the newcomer's neck. But before she realized it, there was a loud "thud" behind her as the person fell to the ground. The noisy surroundings suddenly became silent...
"Uh... could it be that Pierre... was calling me...??!"
Mengdie panicked. She turned around and apologized repeatedly, reaching out to help the person up without seeing who it was. But as soon as she reached out and began to apologize, she felt the person's arm strengthen and her body fall into his arms. Mengdie's gentleman's hat fell off, and her long black hair cascaded down, drawing a series of low gasps from the surrounding crowd...
"!!!"
Caught off guard, Mengdie acted on instinct. She quickly raised her foot and stepped heavily on the man's chest, replacing his lecherous smile with pain. Then, she grabbed his arm, twisted it in the direction of his retraction, clamped her legs, and locked his arm in a grappling hold, ready to break it with force.
"Surrender! Sweetheart, I surrender!"
The man begged for mercy, which brought Mengdie back to her senses. She quickly let go and jumped aside, apologizing profusely with a flustered expression. Her tendency to blush easily made her cheeks turn red again, attracting even the women around her to take a second look.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I... because you suddenly patted me from behind... Anyway! Sorry! Are you okay, friend?"
"Oh my, sweetheart, you are still so... formidable."
Only then did Mengdie see clearly that the man lying on the ground was about thirty years old. He had golden hair like Edward and a little golden mustache that made him look a few years older than he was. His clothes were extremely luxurious, with a shiny silver crescent badge on his chest. Compared to Edward, his attire seemed more solemn and luxurious.
"You ignorant woman! A fallen noble, daring to assault His Highness Dika Lanxide Mul!!! Seems like you don't want to live!"
The man with the same surname as Edward, without even getting up, stretched out his hand to stop his two restless followers. He stood up, picked up Mengdie's fallen gentleman's hat, handed it to her personally, his lips parting to reveal shining white teeth, and smiled—
"Sweetheart, who would have thought you're from the Pierre family? Although I heard that the Pierre family would send their current heir to discuss the mines with me today, I never expected it to be you, sweetheart! Had I known, I would have gone to meet you outside the city."
"Please... who are you?"
Mengdie stared blankly at the man named Dika, feeling somewhat familiar but unable to remember where she had seen him. Fortunately, she didn't understand the term "sweetheart," or she wouldn't have been so polite to this man.
With so much happening lately, Mengdie had forgotten who this man was. However, if someone could remind her, she might immediately remember the man in front of her.
Over three months ago, on her first day in this world, Mengdie was proposed to by a BL man in a men's bathhouse. She also beat up that shameless BT. And now, standing before her was that very BL man—Dika Lanxide Mul!
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