Unaware that a cat rushing to rescue its ally was nearly shattered by his own words, Leon grasped the "Princess Catherine" in front of him, who was full of terror, and spoke in a mix of languages:
"His son may be a bit mischievous, but fortunately not beyond saving. With so guidance, he might... hey you, co over, son!"
He pulled the utterly distressed Prince Freckles over, stood him by his side, and then turned to the equally distressed "Princess Catherine" with a kindly deanor and suggested:
"With so guidance, he might not beco a suitable match. Our two families can strengthen ties and maintain our close allied relationship. What do you think of this proposal?"
"..."
What do I think? I think while wetting my pants!
Held by Leon, Dongya trembled uncontrollably like a deer caught by a lion, unable to move and clenching his legs tightly.
Good news, I agreed to Narration of Nonexistence and the White Snake’s request, preventing a forced marriage with the Food God.
Bad news, I’m playing his silly son, little Freckles, and upon entering, he seed bewitched, proclaiming love at first sight. Although the Food God didn’t beco my husband, he seems destined to be my father-in-law!
’Dongya! Why are you trembling!’
At this crucial mont, the earring on "Princess Catherine’s" ear swayed slightly, and the dissatisfied voice of the White Snake resounded by his ear.
’This is all part of the Bedti Story. The Food God locked in the Bedti Story is just an ordinary person now. He can’t hurt you; there’s nothing to fear!’
Though told reassuringly, I’m no Heart Lake God. I can’t not fear just by saying so! Plus, you’re not the one caught by the Food God; of course, you wouldn’t be afraid, you insufferable being!
"Princess Catherine!"
Secretly trying to yank off the imposter princess’s gloves, but failing to remove them, unable to trigger Materialism, Leon regrettably clicked his tongue and continued "marketing" according to his persona:
"Although this might seem presumptuous, I co with sincerity. After acquiring technology from the Crolock Kingdom and dismantling the Northern Kingdom’s threat, our populous Kingdom is poised to beco the strongest in the Western Continent!
Your Mifalla Kingdom may be small, but it’s located on the boundary between the East and West continents, possessing many unique secret techniques and technologies. Through deeper cooperation, it’s entirely possible..."
"Sir Leon!"
Calling Leon’s na with trembling legs, Dongya reluctantly refused as guided by the Bedti Story:
"We invited you and Prince Joshua to witness the ceremony as guests, with no other intentions.
Moreover, my mother promised long ago; my marriage will be my decision without political interference. The only criterion is my liking!"
Upon hearing "Princess Catherine’s" righteous refusal, the sinister Leon couldn’t help but change his expression, then squinted, forced a smile, and said:
"Hehe, I see, it was my presumption. Still, even so, Princess Catherine might consider getting to know my son more. After all, Joshua ets excellent conditions, so..."
"I’m sorry!"
Whether gradually getting accustod to the "pressure" of Leon, or under certain manipulation once the plot started, "Princess Catherine" spoke with increasing vigor, boldly interrupting Prince Leon’s pitch and politely yet firmly rejecting:
"Prince Joshua is not my type. Love isn’t just about matching conditions but about the bond between both parties. Although Prince Joshua is excellent, I..."
"What’s excellent about him? Are you blind?"
"???"
"Uh..."
Realizing he inadvertently spoke out of character, Leon initially felt pleased but quickly covered it up with a cough, speaking amidst the bewildered expressions in the room:
"I ant to say, you’re too kind. Joshua isn’t as excellent as he seems, and you don’t know him well, so perhaps you should interact more..."
"No need!"
Despite being so courteous, yet still facing nonsense from the other side, "Princess Catherine" couldn’t help but furrow her brow and sharply reject:
"I don’t fit with Prince Joshua. I’m uninterested in so grand alliance or unifying the Western Continent; peace is what I value most!
Sir Leon, I won’t betray my people to marry into an aggressive, evil kingdom or sacrifice my happiness to marry a simpleton; please desist from such talk!"
"???"
Ah, so Joshua’s character in the Bedti Story isn’t just my son, but also a fool? No wonder he has been silent during our journey, occasionally speaking foolishly.
After giving Joshua a surprised glance, Leon, under Prince Freckles’ ashad and furious gaze, turned back to the resolutely rejecting "Princess Catherine" with a smile:
"Hehe, no need for anger, Princess Catherine. Joshua fell for you at first sight, and considering our previous close ties, I just ntioned this casually.
If you’re not interested in my proposal or in accepting my goodwill, I won’t bring it up again..."
"ow!"
At this mont, the feline listening in at the ebony roof, unexpectedly let out a series of charming ows.
"ow ow ow ow!"
Upon hearing these ows, the sinister prince couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, eyes showing delight. Promptly, he interrupted his explanation, smiling aningfully:
"Since Princess Catherine isn’t interested, I won’t disturb further. Wishing your kingdom a successful ceremony... Let’s go!"
After the sinister prince left with his foolish son, frowning, a middle-aged priest in a "loyal retainer" role stepped forward and worriedly advised:
"Princess Catherine, that ambitious Prince Leon is cunning and vindictive. His departure remarks seed to imply sothing; you must be very cautious!"
...
Dood... even with such caution, I’m still following the "story"?
While the false Princess Catherine reassured ministers with confidence at the hall, the true Princess Catherine on the roof suddenly jumped down, intercepted the sinister prince and his foolish son, under a compelling, indistinguishable voice resonating in her ear.
"ow~"
After a seductive call, the black cat, with elegant yet demonic charm under the Bedti Story’s control, smiled and asked:
"Sir Leon, are you ready for collaboration?"
"Hmm."
Gazing at the strangely elegant black kitten, the sinister Leon prince sneered as he presented his evil sche.
"Since the real Princess Catherine isn’t cooperating, we’ll use you, the willing imposter!"
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