Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

Hearing Roja's words, the girl who treated her with her own hands and confirmed the wound several times after that could only nodded hesitantly, but looking at the smiling boy, Noelle subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

It has to be said that, as a childhood sweetheart, Noelle's understanding of Roja is still too deep. Coupled with his own intuition, it even adds up to a bit of the spell of "seeing through lies", and the young man who noticed this You can only tell half-truths and half-false "truths".

"I'm fine, I just thought of something about the mother god, and I was a little absorbed in thinking."

"...So it was."

Hearing Roja's honest explanation, the blond girl breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to wrap her arms around the boy's neck, leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered softly:

"If there's anything wrong, be sure to tell me."

"Is this an order?"

"Well, order."

"Then I will obey, Your Royal Highness."

The black-haired boy raised the corners of his mouth and said so jokingly, while the blond-haired Miss Angel nodded as if enjoying it, and then reached out and took a blanket on one side to cover the boy.

"Take Plain is still a bit cold at night. You are weak, so be careful."

"Well, the temperature is indeed much lower at night."

After the sun went down, Roja felt a little chilly and put on a blanket, and was about to tell Noelle to wear more, but suddenly frowned because of something smell.

"Wait, this taste is..."

The expression of the sniffling boy changed, and seeing Roja like this, the blond girl blinked and panicked, and couldn't help but think of the bloody smell all over her body after the killing.

Ming, obviously took a bath specially, does it still smell?

"What, what's the matter? Is there a bloody smell? It's probably from the food that was just processed, wait... the food!"

The girl who was hastily explaining to the boy changed her expression and rushed out of the room. Roja couldn't help but smile wryly as she smelled the faint burnt smell in the air.

It seems that Noelle's first time will not be too smooth.

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Half an hour later, Roja sat opposite the blond girl, and on the table in front of them, a roast chicken was lying on a plate, accompanied by some roasted vegetables.

A faint burnt smell permeated the air, and Roja carefully glanced at the silent girl with a distressed expression, and couldn't help laughing inwardly.

For a long time, Noelle, as a princess, has performed perfectly both in terms of maintaining the relationship with the nobles and in terms of personal honor and merit. The place where geniuses gather is also the top student among the top students.

The perfect creed has almost been engraved in her bones, and it is her nature to be strong and competitive. In fact, she has never failed much, but what people did not expect is that on this plain outside the human border, the girl But they were frustrated one after another.

The black-haired boy observed Noelle, his golden eyes were full of curiosity. In fact, this was the first time he had seen his princess fail in doing something, but Roja was not surprised by this, after all, The fact that the princess cooks is already outrageous in Shia.

Although among ordinary people, women often undertake the housework of cooking, but it is almost impossible for nobles, especially traditional nobles, who think it is dirty and ominous to touch dead animals with blood , This is why Shia has noble painters, noble musicians, and even noble gardeners, but never a noble chef.

Not to mention the old antique country like the Austin Empire, even in a region with a highly developed and open economy like Rose, aristocratic women can't cook. The only exception is probably the country of scholars, Blogna, where there are many Aristocratic women are interested in cooking desserts, but the country of scholars was actually a country founded by a group of commoner scholars at the beginning, which is fundamentally different from others.

So theoretically speaking, cooking is a skill that cannot be acquired by the noble women of the teaching country, let alone the little princess Noelle of the Holy See, so when the girl said that she wanted to do it herself, Roja really sweated. But now it seems that the situation is getting better.

Observing the grilled chicken, which was a bit dark but with no problems other than the heat, Roja thought for a moment and cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, leaving the blond girl on the opposite side stunned.

"Wait! Spit it out, it's burnt."

"Really? I think the taste is not bad. Besides, this is the result of your first cooking. I don't want to miss it."

In the face of Noelle's persuasion, Roja stuffed something into his mouth indifferently, and seeing such a young man, Miss Angel couldn't say anything anymore.

As a young master born in the Marquis's family, Roja has grown into rich clothes since he was a child. Noelle naturally wouldn't believe what the young man said was delicious, but seeing that Roja was not picky about what she made, The girl couldn't help but feel joy in her heart.

Putting her arms on her cheeks, the girl was fascinated by watching the boy eat like this. In a hazy moment, Noelle had a strange feeling, as if the two were not the princess of a huge country and the nobleman with a vast territory , but an ordinary couple.

We wake up from sleep together every morning, go to work separately after having breakfast together, and gather together at night to share the experience of the day while eating, and then fall asleep again while chatting and cuddling.

Ordinary and bland, there are not so many things to consider and not so many dangers, conspiracy and tricks are far away from them, swords and swords no longer exist, and everything is only shared with the other half.

Thinking of this, the girl was dazed, and after a long time, she suddenly said:

"Roa... what do you think of Victoria's ancestors' choice?"

The Villainous Master Doesn’t Want to Have the Ending Undone Chapter [-] A Little Wish

Author: Cat Ear Bell Category: Other Update Time: 2021-01-15 16:05:43

On the dining table, the black-haired boy stuffed something into his mouth, silently thinking about where Her Royal Highness learned this skill, but unexpectedly, after a long silence, Noelle's sudden speech caught him off guard .

Victoria Heathcrete, this name may be just a historical figure for others, but it has special meaning for teenagers and blond girls, and its choice is even more so.

Noelle's ancestor Victoria and Roja's ancestor Ponte used to be a teacher-student relationship, and later experienced a series of hardships together, and finally fell in love with each other. Become husband and wife on the face.

According to the family secret history that the girl consulted, Victoria's husband was suspected to be disguised by her personal maid. The so-called death is even more mysterious. In Roja's records, Ponte also disappeared inexplicably.

Comparing the records on both sides, Roja is basically sure that the two ancestors finally couldn't bear it after decades of patience. After the Theocracy entered a quiet period, they feigned death and escaped. But now that Noelle's question is asked, they are It made him a little unsure how to answer.

Isn't their choice to elope?How about elopement?

Looking at the doubtful, obviously dazed boy, the blond girl thought for a moment and couldn't help but longingly said:

"Don't you think that the decision of the ancestors of Victoria and Ponte was right? Although they lost their noble status and status, they got the kind of happiness that can feel the warmth in every bit of life. I think that Life is also a beauty."

"...Indeed, for them, that might be the best ending."

Hearing Her Royal Highness's exclamation, the black-haired boy put down the food in his hands, and nodded slightly. Seeing this, the girl's eyes flickered, and after a long pause, she stared into the boy's eyes and asked:

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