Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End[1-200]

Chapter 145: Old Enemies

A week later, in the extravagantly large study of the Ascarts' manor, Roel took a glance at the clock hanging on the wall as he did a swift mental calculation of the time.

It was currently early in the morning, and the maids were still busy dealing with household chores. The chefs had also headed out to purchase some groceries, and they would be preparing breakfast very soon.

Roel was currently sitting on a tall chair with a huge stack of books before him. He couldn't help but be reminded of the grueling period in his previous life when he had to study for hours every day for his university examinations. All he did was tackle exam questions one after another till he reached a point where he could solve a problem just by looking at the key phrases.

That was how he spent his youth in his previous life, and he felt like he had just returned back to that time.

Many things happened over the past week.

First and foremost was the damned capitalist Charlotte's underhanded method to acquire a monopolization of Roel.

Charlotte had offered 100,000 gold coins to have Alicia leave for a month, but Roel rejected the offer. Quoting his exact words, "This is Alicia's home, and it's up to her to decide whether she wants to stay here or not."

Ever since Alicia witnessed the 'love play' between Roel and Charlotte, she had been out of sorts. The news that Charlotte had tossed three coins of fate to affirm their feelings for one another only further worsened her anxiety.

And that wasn't the end of it yet.

When she learned that the envelope she found had triggered a bloodline resonance between Roel and Charlotte, creating a great pulsation of mana that shook the whole manor, she deeply regretted her itchy hand back then. She felt so indignant that she hugged her pillow and cried the night away.

In the three years they had known each other, this was the first time that Alicia found herself missing her rival, Nora.

Charlotte currently had the bond forged by the engagement, the three coins of fate, and the bloodline resonance between Roel and her, putting her in a greatly advantageous position. Things weren't looking good for Alicia at all, and she felt that she wouldn't be able to hold the fort all alone.

It was incredibly unfortunate that Nora was still stuck at the eastern border, making it hard to establish communications with her. There was no way to seek help from her at all. Not to mention, even if Alicia somehow managed to deliver the word to her, it was unlikely that she would have been able to do anything at all. The only thing she could do was rely on Roel's doting to stick as close to him as possible.

Needless to say, Charlotte was displeased about it. In the end, Roel had to find an opportunity to talk to Alicia and inform her of the truth.

"Lord Brother, you aren't going to marry that woman? Are you certain? You aren't lying to me, are you?"

"I'm not lying to you, Alicia. We're currently looking for clues about the Golden Fleet. Our current relationship is nothing more than an appearance."

Roel began to explain to Alicia about the current circumstances surrounding the Sorofyas, and that they would get stronger if they could find their missing heritage and awakening methods. If they attempted to investigate this matter openly, there was a good chance that the Austine Empire would interfere every step of the way, so the two of them had to make use of their engagement as a cover.

Of course, considering Roel and Charlotte's lack of expertise in comparison to the old scholars of Brolne, the Austine Empire might just shrug it off as a futile attempt, even if they were to announce it to the world. Nevertheless, as the saying went, 'better safe than sorry'.