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Elizabeth’s Transformation_2 234: 99.
Elizabeth’s Transformation_2 Fisher thought of Anna, a mber of Pink Hall who had let the elusive Ling Jiu go after finally capturing him, and she had even arranged to et with him the following Wednesday.
He had no idea what she was plotting.
“Afterwards, stop addressing with ‘you’ as if we’re strangers; let that be the paynt for helping you this ti.
To , it’s just a matter of opening my mouth once.
If there’s any new information later on, just tell .”
Elizabeth turned her head back to continue sipping her coffee, her tone light as she cracked a joke.
Fisher sat down in front of her, only to see Elizabeth comfortably leaning on the sofa he had previously occupied, while sizing up Saint Nali University through the window.
Her posture was relaxed yet elegant, complenting her beauty.
Her pale golden eyes slightly turned to Fisher and she said,
“School, huh…
I often reminisce about the tis we studied together.
Although we weren’t from the sa college, we were like classmates.
You’d read your Magic Books and ethics textbooks in front of .
I didn’t read as many books as you, and once I finished mine, I’d quietly watch you read until you were done, and then we’d leave together.”
“I have a deep impression of that ti too.”
Fisher smiled faintly.
He rembered that Elizabeth used to bring desserts that only the Imperial Family could enjoy, though he didn’t like such sweet things and felt obliged to eat them because of her Princess status, until she noticed that he genuinely didn’t like them and brought sothing else instead.
In fact, when things quieted down now and he reminisced, he could think of precious mories with Elizabeth.
She had been quite good to him.
But people always have asymtrical double standards; sotis, no matter how many good things soone does for you, if they do sothing bad afterwards, it’s easy to forget their previous kindness and to start resenting them.
This is clearly unfair to the person who has given.
That afternoon in front of the carriage, the sorrowful look on Elizabeth’s face seed to have truly entered Fisher’s heart.
At that ti, he had no surplus of emotions, yet, when everything quieted down, he couldn’t stop recalling it, along with the mories of her youth at the school, circulating in his mind.
“By the way, aside from this, there’s sothing else I’d like to discuss with you.”
With that, Fisher began speaking to Elizabeth, who propped up her leg, looked at Fisher, and waited for him to continue.
Fisher roughly shared with Elizabeth the favor Trandell had asked of him, without any embellishnts, neutrally describing the New Party’s expectations and the benefits it could offer Elizabeth.
Elizabeth listened quietly, and after finishing, did not imdiately respond.
Instead, with a laugh she said,
“It’s embarrassing to say, but even I can’t quite figure out whether my relationship with my own blood brother is good or bad.
Even though it was the King who appointed with military power to defend the nation, it ended up seeming like I took sothing that originally belonged to him…
However, dealing with the New Party is sothing I can take or leave.
As you know, no matter what happens between and my brother Dexter, I couldn’t force myself to comply with his wishes…”
“The will of my brother is simple; he might want sothing to threaten the New Party with, but may also not care that much, considering his previous ambiguous relationship with them.
This is a favor I can do without any loss and earning a favor from the New Party could make my subsequent choices more free.”
“But the question is, Fisher…
do you want to agree to the New Party’s terms?”
After a flow of words, she imdiately looked at Fisher and asked.
If Elizabeth obtained the opportunity to freely choose, everyone knew what her free choice would be, including Fisher.
Faced with Elizabeth’s question, after a long ti, Fisher finally said,
“I prefer that you have the security of freedom.”
It seed as if Elizabeth had already received the answer she wanted, and she gave a slight smile toward Fisher, then said,
“Since you’ve said that, I’ll take it that you have the courage to be chosen…
I understand the matter with the New Party.
You can convey my intentions to them; leave this matter entirely to .
I also hope that in the end, they will honor their promise…”
Elizabeth was speaking, but suddenly the door to the office was knocked.
Fisher was slightly startled, and when the door opened, it revealed Moli, who looked like a small animal as always.
She was the sa as before, but having beco more familiar with Fisher over ti, she had grown more natural.
However, now, suddenly appearing at the doorway and then seeing Elizabeth sitting across from Fisher, her deanor gradually reverted from relaxed to tense, until she almost closed the door, leaving only half of her face visible, which was incredibly cute.
“Mr.
Fischer…”
Elizabeth glanced over and caught Moli hiding with a bag of items in her hands.
Initially, Moli had not seen Elizabeth and was looking at Fisher, but after a second or two, she noticed Elizabeth sitting in front of Fisher, her smile tinged with danger.
“Princess Elizabeth!
I’m…
sorry, I just had a question for Mr.
Fischer…”
Hearing this, Elizabeth’s expression turned cold, her fingers slightly clutching the edge of her clothing, looking as though she was about to burst into anger.
But in the end, she said nothing and rely sipped her coffee dispassionately, turning her gaze away.
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