The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Judging from her attire, she probably has a lot of money in her pocket.

Although Leon doesn't mind being a kept man, in this world he is a prince and has plenty of money, so a rich aunt isn't so appealing.

Besides, even if he were to be a kept man, he should still be clinging tightly to Helena's leg!

However, since this aunt was interested in him, Leon thought he might as well try to seduce her and ask her about Helena's whereabouts.

"Can I sit here?"

Leon walked to the woman's table, pointing with a charming smile to the seat opposite her.

"of course can."

The woman felt a sense of happiness coming too suddenly. She was stunned for a moment, then gave Leon what she thought was a very charming look.

What great luck I've had today, to actually encounter such a tender young plant.

"Thank you."

Leon politely sat down, then beckoned a waiter and casually ordered himself a coffee and some small desserts.

The Snow City is also known as the City of Freedom. The people here are as fervent in their call for freedom as the ancient Beleran people are in their call for justice. In addition, they have a strong sense of gender equality and are not bound by cumbersome etiquette. People are generally very open-minded.

Leon was aware of all this, even though it was his first time in the Snow City, his knowledge of the city was disproportionate to his actual understanding of it.

"Sir, aren't you cold dressed so lightly?"

Just as Leon was getting into a plan, the woman took the initiative to start the conversation.

"My clothes got wet, so I hung them to dry on the sled. Then a storm hit on the road and they were blown away."

Leon explained with a smile.

"Sir, you are from Guberlan, aren't you?"

The woman suddenly spoke, which immediately wiped the smile off Leon's face.

"How did you tell?"

Leon was puzzled.

"Oh, sorry, it's an occupational hazard of mine. I work in the Adventurers' Guild and I receive adventurers from all over the world, so I'm particularly sensitive to accents. Most of these adventurers are from Guberlan."

The woman explained.

"Accent? I think my Firchester is pretty standard."

If you speak in Fitchman Mandarin, do you also have a Guberland dialect accent?

"It's pretty standard, but there are still some subtle Guberlan dialect pronunciations inserted in some places."

The woman laughed and said, "You usually can't tell that from hearing it."

"Alright, Adventurers' Guild... Madam, you must have met many different kinds of adventurers."

Leon didn't want to continue arguing with the lady about dialects. He took the hot coffee the waiter handed him, pressed his cold hands against the cup to warm them, and then changed the subject, saying, "I'd also like to join an adventure team in the Adventurers' Guild. Could you recommend someone?"

"You've come to the right person. It depends on what kind of teammates you're looking for, sir."

The woman proudly declared, "In the Adventurers' Guild, everyone knows who I am, Lady Lisa!"

Wow, so arrogant?

Leon ignored Lisa's boasting and smiled calmly, "I want to find a team full of beautiful young ladies. Ideally, the team should only have four members at present, and their hair colors should be different. There should be at least one person with jet-black hair and one person with snow-white hair."

Based on Leon's understanding of Helena, he estimated that Helena would definitely start an adventure team, and that this team would not possibly include any boys.

"what……"

Lisa was stunned.

"What's wrong, Ms. Lisa? Can't you do it?"

Let you talk a big game!

"Sir...did you come to the Snow Capital alone?"

"Lisa suddenly said."

"Don't change the subject, ma'am."

"I have thought of a team that basically meets your requirements, but I can't guarantee whether they'll let you join."

Lisa replied, "But before I reveal this information, I need you to have a chat with me."

"Um... okay, yes, I came to the Snow Capital alone."

Leon smiled and then said.

"Traveling here?"

"No, I came here to be an adventurer."

Leon lied.

"Did you just arrive today?"

"Ah."

"It's getting late. In the Snow Capital during winter, the days are short and the nights are long. It gets dark quickly. Since you're new to the Snow Capital, why don't you come and visit me? My house is quite big."

Lisa laughed.

"Ah...no need. Actually, I have a place to stay. I'm going to visit my second maternal uncle in a bit."

Leon laughed.

"Second maternal uncle?"

"Yes, he's one of the board members of Edwards Building Materials Group here, he'll arrange everything for me."

The Edwards Building Materials Group in the snowy capital has investments from the Hoyle family, and the Fitcher royal family definitely has a seat on its board of directors.

So, Leon will just ramble on.

This is actually quite modest. If he had directly said, "My dad is Caesar the Great," then there would be very few people in the world who could rival Leon in terms of family background.

"Who...sir are you?"

You can just call me Mr. Edwards.

Leon chuckled softly.

Lisa was stunned. This guy she wanted to trick into taking home for fun actually had this kind of background?!

I almost... I almost lost my life!

"Actually, my house is quite big. I've lived here for over ten years, but there are still many places I haven't been inside."

Leon continued, "If you have time to come to Guberlan, you can come to my house for a visit, it's in the West District."

Leon was telling the truth; the palace was indeed very large.

"what……"

Lisa didn't know what to say.

"Can you tell me now?"

Leon smiled, his eyes narrowed.

“Ah, of course, it is my pleasure to serve you, first… Young Master Edwards.”

Lisa flattered, “There is a newly established adventure team that fits your requirements. They have four girls, some with white hair and some with black hair, and they are all very charming. However, the team leader is the young lady of the Hayden family. The Hayden family is a marquisate in the empire, which is not something that can be matched by just being rich. Of course, if it were Young Master Edwards, it should be no problem.”

"Really? How can I contact this team? I want to join them immediately!"

Leon's face revealed a fervent desire for adventure and beautiful women.

"I'm afraid this won't work..."

Lisa was in a dilemma.

"Why?"

Leon was puzzled.

"This team has already gone to the ice field and has not returned yet. It is said that an adventure ship in the Black Reef Sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean encountered pirates. Only a few people escaped and the entire ship was almost destroyed. If I remember correctly, those beautiful girls should have been heading to the Black Reef Sea. It's lucky they died. If they were so beautiful, it would be terrible if they fell into the hands of pirates."

Lisa sighed.

"That's it..."

Leon downed the lukewarm coffee in one gulp. He forgot to add sugar, and the coffee went down his throat, leaving a bitter taste all the way.

Final Chapter: For the Vampires

The moon's cold, lifeless light shone on the pitch-black night.

A few crows cawed and flew away from the top of the tall spires. Inside the spacious and bright palace rooms, the flames in the fireplace warmed the room.

Vampires are not afraid of the cold because their bodies are naturally cold. They use fireplaces to keep warm only to keep out the dampness, since the palace is too big and there is no sunlight in the thorn forest.

The room was spacious, and although there was a grand piano in addition to the necessities such as a desk and a large bed, it still felt very spacious.

Philippa wore a bat hair clip on her left temple, her hair tied in pigtails that almost reached the ground. She wore a long-sleeved black gothic dress with white lace trim at the chest and cuffs, and shiny black high heels on her small feet, maintaining her signature style.

She sat at the piano, her slender, fair fingers dancing like fairies on the black and white keys. The cheerful melody filled the room, drawing people in unconsciously, as sweet as a date with their first love.

But in the middle of a note, the tone suddenly changes, the pleasant and cheerful melody disappears instantly, and the piano music begins to become low and somber, like an endless lament produced by the complex emotions of helplessness and regret in the dead of night, as cold and devoid of warmth as the moonlight outside the window.

"Although the connection is very tight, it seems like you are playing two pieces, not the same piece."

Kasharin's voice suddenly came from the sofa chair in front of the desk by the bed.

When did you come in?

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Philippa glanced at Kassalin, who was sitting upright, then at the closed door, and finally her gaze returned to Kassalin.

"It's been a while, but you were so engrossed in playing the piano that you didn't notice me."

Kasharin spoke calmly.

"Didn't I tell you? Knock before you enter my room."

Philippa bit her pale lips angrily.

"I've lived all these years, but I've never heard the piece you just played before. Did you compose it yourself?"

Kasharin ignored Philippa's anger and remained calm and composed.

"These two pieces are completely different; one is cheerful and the other is somber. The melodies are simple, but they are very beautiful."

Kassa Ling praised Zhong.

"Yes, one of these two pieces is called 'To Philippa' and the other is called 'Moonlight.' They were composed by that annoying liar."

Faced with Kasalin's harmless politeness and composure, Philippa really couldn't get angry. In fact, she wasn't really angry, so she simply answered her question.

“Leon—perhaps he’s not good at political maneuvering, but he’s definitely not a useless piece of trash. There’s fear and sadness in his eyes, but even more so, there’s composure and confidence, especially that confidence, as if he knows everything. Such a person can’t possibly be without achievements, and he shouldn’t be underestimated.”

Kasharin remained seated upright.

"The above is what the Queen told me; this is how she described Leon as a human."

Facing Philippa's gaze, Kassalin added an explanation.

"Why are you telling me about that bastard! He's a piece of trash, it would be better if he were dead."

Philippa looked away from Kasalin and leaned back on the sofa with her arms crossed.

"It was the Holy Maiden who spoke of him first. Isn't that annoying liar you're talking about Leon?"

Kassalin wondered, "You are more focused when you play Moonlight Sonata than when you play Philippa. It seems that Moonlight is your current mood."

"Goose……"

Philippa swallowed hard, hesitating to speak.

"Your Holiness, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for Leon, would you?"

With a calm and composed demeanor, Kassalin delivered a fatal blow to Philippa.

"..."