Claire looked at the impatient handsome noble and sighed in her heart. The viewpoint of this bodyâs previous owner... She really couldnât agree or appreciate it.
âThis guy looks like he deserves a whipping.â Walterâs voice noisily sounded. Suddenly he asked suspiciously, âHow could you fall for that arrogant wimpy brat? What does he mean by those words?â Even if Walter was beaten to death, he would never believe this little devil would take a liking to that youth.
Claire didnât speak. She couldnât tell Walter she really wasnât the Claire from before.
The handsome youth saw Claire not speaking and got more and more impatient. He felt envy and hatred. This man-chaser actually became the disciple of Sir Cliff. And although she still hasnât become a true magician, doesnât have any achievements, she was actually bestowed the title of Baron. Although Baron is the lowest title, it still is a title! Looking at the silent Claire, the handsome youth became more agitated and disdainful. So she was a starry eyed infatuation man-chaser! Asking her to dance and she was so moved she couldnât say anything!
âSorry, I donât know how to dance. Please find someone else.â Claire answered coldly.
The handsome youth was stunned. Doesnât know how to dance? These words coming from the man-chaser Claire was a total joke. Everyone knew that incompetent man-chaser Claire also had a skill, which was dancing! But right now she actually said she couldnât dance?! What did she mean by that? Was this some kind of ploy? The handsome youth frowned. He understood his fatherâs words. Knowing that Claire had chased him before, he wanted him to gain her favor and accompany her in order to create a good relationship with the Hill family. Lashia, who was so brilliant and talented, was a little hard to go after. But as for aiming for this man-chaser, there was a chance.
âAre you declining in order to reel me in?â The handsome youth laughed coldly, then he added before Claire could respond, âThen congratulations, youâve succeeded. Come dance with me.â The handsome youth extended his hand.
Claire felt a little helpless, not because of the youthâs behavior, but because of the actions of the previous Claire. If a person like that suddenly changed her attitude, it was hard for anyone to accept it.
â I think you misunderstood. Claire was waiting for me.â a calm voice came from behind the youth.
The handsome youth turned around, stunned to see the second prince smiling at him.
âYour highness.â The handsome youth quickly bowed but still felt an indescribable feeling. Did Claire turning over a new leaf even change the attitude of the second prince who she had been chasing before?
Nancy lightly nodded at the handsome youth, smiling graciously.
âThen Iâll be taking my leave, your highness.â The handsome youth slightly bowed and withdrew from the balcony.
Claire was still silent and didnât say anything.
âWhat, youâre not going to thank me saving you from an awkward situationâ Nancy laughed softly while making fun of Claire.
âThe person who should thank you is him.â Claire quietly laughed, her voice with an unmatched coldness.
Of course Nancy knew what Claire meant. But Nancy didnât mind Claireâs tone and only indifferently laughed. âMay I have the honor of dancing with you?â After he said this, Nancy elegantly extended his hand towards Claire.
âNo.â Claire didnât give any face and coldly refused without even batting an eye.
Nancy wasnât angered and instead laughed. He gently withdrew his hand, not offended the slightest by Claireâs blunt refusal.
âThat night, it was I who stopped Jean. I wasnât saying it for him, I was telling the truth. It was just that that night I wanted to figure out who you were.â Nancy approached Claireâs ear and murmured laughingly. To an outsider it looked like a pair of lovers whispering secrets. But the truth was completely different.
âOh. So what?â Claire smiled while rocking the glass of wine in her hand. The coldness she emitted could make people shiver.
Nancy went mute. So what? That one, cold sentence completely stopped what he was going to say. So what if he stopped Jean or not? Then what was relevant? The most important thing was that this young girl in front of him was no longer a normal person, no longer a man-chaser, but sir Cliffâs disciple!
âIf your Highness doesnât have any more to say, I would like to be alone for a while.â Claire said lazily, leaning on the balcony railing. Her gaze floated towards the quiet garden.
Nancy paused for a moment before nodding his head. âIf thatâs so, Iâll be taking my leave.â
Claire nodded with not so much as a glance towards Nancy.
Finally the balcony was quiet again. Claire quietly sighed and drank from the glass of wine.
âThis person is definitely not ordinary.â Walterâs voice sounded in Claireâs head.
âReally now?â Claire half-heartedly replied.
âHis gaze was a kingâs gaze.â Walter said, certain.
âHah, when did you start sounding like those hypocrites?â Claire mocked. But really, she knew the situation very clearly. The contest for the throne had already started, but she had no intention of joining their battle. It was always like that in the royal family. From the moment you were born into it, the words familial affection were basically already a huge joke. As long as it didnât affect who she cared about, she didnât care about it.
âI didnât! I understand a little bit of star reading.â Walter refuted stoutly.
âOh really? Then, O, great star reader, why couldnât you read that you would meet the overpowered Holy Divine Son that day? Why couldnât you read that you werenât his match?â Claireâs venomous tongue retorted even more unyielding.
âWell, well... I said I only understand a bit.â Walter withered.
The corner of Claireâs mouth lifted into an imperceptible smile. For some reason, it was interesting poking fun at Walter.
But Claire understood Walter actually knew a bit of star reading. The second prince Nancy had a big chance of becoming the next emperor because he had the hidden support of Duke Gordon. As for Duke Gordon, he must have his own reasons for supporting the prince secretly.
âClaire, what are you thinking? When can we leave? This place seems annoying.â Walter voice sounded in Claireâs head, âAlso, your first Master says he was going to help me, so how is it going?â
âIâm debating on how to give you a bath, either frying or boiling.â Claire said coldly after hearing Walterâs last sentence. âIf you want to receive anything, first ask yourself what you have given. Around here, before you demand, you must first contribute.â
Walter shivered. This little devil!!! Just now they were joking around, and he became careless and thought it would easier to talk to her. But in truth, her beautiful clothes couldnât cover this little devilâs inherent maliciousness.
âBut, but right now I donât have any power, how can I help you?â Walter pouted, like he was hugely wronged.
âWhen we get back, tell me all about dark magic. Tell me every spell you know, so I can go home and study it.â This request was too greedy, too much. But, that is if Claire was of the Dark nature. Walter curled his lip. Who cared if he told. Did Claire think it was a big deal? In any case, Claire canât learn Dark magic because of her attribute and position, and based on Claireâs devil personality, she would not teach anyone any magic. In short, telling Claire about Dark magic was basically no loss to Walter.
âOkay okay, no problem, no problem at all.â Walter promised in a rush, then added, âWhen can we leave this stupid place? The Light essence on that old man and Holy Divine Prince makes me nauseated.â Even though Walter didnât have a body anymore, that dense and pure Light essence still made him very disgusted and uncomfortable.
âWhen the banquet ends.â Claire answered casually. Walter was just about to sigh out loud, disappointed, when Claire slyly added, âBut, I can take you to the garden for a walk, then leave when the banquet ends.â
âYay, Claire you are such a nice person.â Walter couldnât help but exclaiming. Then he came back to his senses and convulsed. Devil! Big, big devil! Set a trap for him so he would call her nice. If she was a nice person, then there would be no nice people on the world.
In the garden, a cool breeze blew. Claire sat quietly on the bench, gazing at the starry night. Right above her, the brightest star was twinkling.
âA legendary person has been born, most likely in this country.â Walterâs voice suddenly floated into Claireâs ear.
âWhy do you say so?â Claire was confused.
âStar reading. Although I donât have any devices or power, I can still look at the stars.â Walter stated confidently, âLook at that brightest star above your head, it wasnât there a few months ago. It appeared suddenly. Those bitches at the Temple of Light must be working their butts off now.â Walter cursed scornfully.
âExplain it.â Claire frowned. A strange feeling flashed in her heart, but was only there for an instant, and she didnât catch it.