His Majesty Wants to Read the New Release!

Chapter 13 The Scarf that I Gave (5)

Translator: Kimmy

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-Other than that? Any gifts?

The mage spoke ignoring Eva's worries as if he was being chased by someone.

She heard static noises once in a while so she assumed he was traveling somewhere.

"Um....We had some girl talk the other day, and she said she likes rough guys. Aren't the men in Cartul like that....."

-.........

She was trying to say 'you are not her type' indirectly.

Maximilien was in fact aware of her intentions.

He never thought himself as ugly but he knew that he was more of a delicate looking man than a rough looking man.

It would be Karl that fit Brigitta's type. He wished he could change bodies.

Maximilien decided to study the Soul Switch spell to acquire the face his lover would like.

If Karlos heard it he would be crying out for his irrelevance in their relationship.

-.......Other than that!

"Hmmmmmm, She is good at house chores?"

-Not that too!

"I, I can't think of any! How do I find out everything about her in a week!"

She wasn't lying, she truly didn't know.

There was nothing to tell him except her detailed personal information.

And Eva wasn't going to tell him those personal information so the only remaining information was how she is like in daily life but that didn't seem like what this mage wanted to know.

Brigitta was the type of person who didn't have wants and plus, she was a swordmaster. What else could she want?

-Damn it! I will be back in two weeks so give me something by then!

"Eh? You can't contact me from there?"

-I am an outstanding mage but I can't change the almighty principles. The range to use that ring for communication is only two cities.

That was still impressive but anyway it meant that she would be free from him for around 2 weeks.

Eva danced the victory dance and shuffled.

If anyone saw her waving her arms on the air, they would think she went mad from all the stress. But fortunately, the curtains were closed and she was alone in the room.

"Aha. Then have a safe trip~"

-You seem excited?

"No, no"

'Hell yea I'm excited.'

Eva's continued dancing.

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Eva danced the dance of victory and the dance of relief. Then when she heard the doorbell ring, she fixed her hair and went downstairs.

She was holding her freshly done draft in her hand, thinking the visitor was the editor who was supposed to come for the draft.

Her current editor was already aware how raggy Eva becomes when she is revising her manuscript so Eva unhesistantly opened the door despite looking messy.

"AHhh."

And closed the door right after.

It was a man at the door not her editor.