Tribute to the Demon King

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"Liliana? Liliana Krannichar?"

Princess Alice's soft voice sounded softly in front of Liliana: "Are you asleep. Then... shall I touch your chest?"

"Not asleep! And what are you doing, Your Highness Princess!"

Liliana, who was standing with her eyes closed at the door of Zhou Yi's office, let out a shallow exclamation of "Woo", opened her eyes at once, put her hands on her chest, stared at the blonde girl in front of her in embarrassment, and lowered her head. The voice said hurriedly: "Don't make trouble, Your Royal Highness, the teacher and Mr. San Pinturicchio are still discussing business inside!"

"Ah... is that so? I don't know."

Princess Alice blinked, showing an innocent smile, sniffing the air like a puppy and getting close to Liliana, which made the knight girl who looked like an Eastern European fairy suddenly tense and stiff.

Liliana didn't know how Zhou Yi treated Princess Alice a few days ago.Obviously, Princess Alice should not be able to touch her spirit body.

But at this moment, Liliana felt something warm rubbing gently from her neck to her chest, next to her arms and around her back.Alice's drooping hair also rubbed against Liliana's neck, making Liliana feel a little itchy—it was as if this was not a spirit body, but a human being with a real body.

"...Princess Alice, you are very strange today."

Liliana turned her head a little shyly, tightened her arms holding her, and said stubbornly: "I'm still on a mission, the teacher may summon me at any time... please don't disturb my work ,your Highness."

"It's not me who is strange."

Princess Alice put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and said solemnly: "The smell of love in you is getting stronger and stronger these days. Not only me, but even Erica and the leader should be able to see it. "

"Love, the smell of love..."

Hearing this, Liliana's momentum suddenly weakened a bit, but she still explained in a low voice stubbornly: "There is no such thing. I am just the teacher's knight."

Princess Alice smacked her lips inexplicably.

...that won't work.

This child and Paul's niece are not at the same level of mobility.No wonder she was suppressed by her all the year round before this... The gap in initiative is too obvious.

If you don't care, I'm afraid that in another month—no, at most a week, Erica will declare victory.

No, no, no!This plot is not funny at all!

Clenching her fists hard, Alice, who is keen on watching theater, made up her mind.

——I want to make trouble.

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Chapter 7 Delusional Lily

"Then change the subject..."

Seeing Liliana, who was not in the mood for oil and salt, Princess Alice suddenly turned around and asked, "Miss Liliana, what kind of love do you imagine?"

When Princess Alice asked such a question suddenly, Liliana's movements froze immediately.

"You, you suddenly asked me such a question, I and I can't answer... If you insist on saying it, no matter what kind of obstacles you want to break the relationship between the two, no matter how far apart the hearts of the two are, no matter No matter how many times... Anyway, a strong bond will bring love back to the relationship between the two of you!"

Liliana still hesitated to answer the sudden question.

These are the subjects that are usually used for delusions, so she said them subconsciously.Although it felt a bit ashamed to say such a thing, but after all, Liliana relaxed.

"Then, what about romances with different statuses? For example, romances between royal families and knights."

Princess Alice did not comment on Liliana's answer, but continued to ask.

"...This, this kind of thing is not popular recently. And it's not called destiny."

Faced with this question, Liliana hesitated and couldn't answer, she just turned her head and talked about him.

This topic... is it to bring back the topic of the relationship between the teacher and myself at the beginning?

Liliana felt that she had seen through everything, and immediately wanted to take this opportunity to drive away Princess Alice who was making trouble.

However, a corresponding picture immediately appeared in Liliana's mind.The imagination of the classical plot that transcends identity and inherent concepts, the plot that is tangled and passionate, full of romantic atmosphere like an opera...

Thinking of this, Liliana's cheeks flushed slightly, and the scorching heat dyed her snow-white neck a lovely pink.

"Then, the noble young man with a scholarly temperament stole the heart of the commoner girl in the academy, guided her into his own life in a gentle way, and gradually changed the way of life of both parties... What do you think of this kind of plot?"

"It's too sweet! It's too sweet in every sense, and this kind of plot is generally not delusional!"

Liliana strongly rejected that kind of plot.

'As long as you love me, let them see me.Rather than dying in this world because you can't get your love, it's better to die under the sword of the enemy—"

Liliana subconsciously imagined a young man wearing a monocle, with the aroma of books and coffee between his fingers, and a gentle voice reciting Shakespeare's famous quotes to her in a low voice.

...Just why, that young man feels very similar to the teacher.

Alice rolled her eyes, and continued to ask softly in a provocative tone: "Then, from the beginning of mutual misunderstanding to understanding between the tutor and the noble girl as scholars, and then to comfort each other's hearts and support each other through the difficulties, I don't know. Unconsciously, I have formed a bond that others cannot insert... How about this kind of plot?"

"So, that's why teachers and students are immoral!"

In the screaming Liliana's mind, the scene when she met Zhou Yi for the first time appeared without any pause.

Faced with the misunderstanding that she thought she had encountered a moron and a devil, the teacher just stretched out her hand to herself indifferently, showing a hearty smile.

Liliana couldn't remember the conversation between the two at that time.But she could still remember that Zhou Yi's hands were very, very warm.