Chapter 6

"talking" (Mc to system) [System]

Ifia was originally directionally challenged, so she really was just wandering around Pulis Academy.

However, as she strolled, she encountered a situation.

[Male lead, Carloy has appeared.]

"Your Highness Carloy, there's still half an hour. You need to have afternoon tea with your fiancée, Miss Barlen, and praise her beauty that captivates the soul."

Oh ho!

She unexpectedly ran into the male lead and his attendant!

Ifia hid in the dense foliage, sneakily peering out. To better disguise herself, she held tree branches left behind by gardeners in front of her face, covering most of it, leaving only a pair of round and wide-open eyes visible.

The gossip spirit within her was burning fiercely!

Back when Ifia was still the wealthy third-generation young master, a life of affluence and luxury led to a lack of ambition. There were no power struggles in troublesome wealthy families, and being a lazy and indifferent person, she had lived a pampered life, naive and foolish.

This was also why, despite becoming the miserable female lead in the story, she didn't distance herself from the main characters.

Instead, she was very curious about these fictional characters.

Because she had not experienced despair, even now in the face of setbacks, she remained optimistic.

Of course, it was also because Ifia knew her own capabilities and wouldn't force things.

When in doubt, lie down and play dead.

Just as the system requested her to save the world, Ifia flatly chose to lie down and refuse.

However, the new task didn't seem difficult, and she began to show interest again.

"Caius, don't you find it difficult to approach Amelia? Even though my father and Duke Barlen arranged our engagement from childhood, even after knowing Amelia for ten years, I still can't understand her."

Prince Carloy had an extremely handsome face, radiant golden short hair, and a pair of deep blue eyes as profound as the sea. Tall with long legs, he exuded an aristocratic temperament, possessing all the essential qualities of a male lead!

His slightly furrowed brows and a melancholic, troubled appearance did nothing to diminish his handsome and charming demeanor.

If a group of noble daughters saw him, they would undoubtedly be madly infatuated.

However, Ifia had no mood to appreciate the male lead's face. Instead, her attention was focused on his words.

Difficult to approach Amelia?

What a joke!

Amelia might appear aloof and noble, but in reality, she was a very gentle and considerate person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have given coins and pearls before parting, easing the urgent situation.

Compared to other aristocrats who looked down on people, Amelia was like a real angel of goodness and beauty!

Confirmed, the prince was blind.

Just a few days ago, Ifia had accepted Amelia's help and money. Even though Ifia had once thought of staying away from the villainess, now she couldn't say a bad word about Amelia.

Therefore, listening to the prince's complaints at this moment, Ifia's impression of the prince plummeted.

"Your Highness, please choose your words carefully! Unless Miss Barlen commits an unforgivable mistake, the royal engagement will not be easily altered… In fact, Your Highness, there's no need to be so agitated. Duke Barlen has hinted that the consideration of marriage for Miss Barlen will only begin when she reaches the age of twenty, not immediately upon graduation."

Caius, the brown-haired and brown-eyed attendant, had an ordinary face. Compared to the handsome prince, he was as ordinary as roadside grass, lacking memorable features.

Perhaps feeling that his words were too serious, he hurriedly tried to console the prince, who was in premarital anxiety.

However, it clearly failed.

Carloy still furrowed his brows tightly, coldly sneering. His blue eyes were filled with mockery. "My father is impatient. Duke Barlen not only has mining rights but also wants to interfere in maritime shipping."

"Duke Barlen is the wealthiest noble in the entire Sith Empire. Even the royal family fears him. In a situation where we can't act easily, marriage is obviously the best solution."

Eavesdropping Ifia rolled her eyes in silence, feeling that the prince's dislike for Amelia wasn't because she was difficult to approach. Instead, it was due to the conflict between the royal family and the duke, making him a manipulated tool.

Feeling indignant and resistant, she was filled with protest.

Marriage alliances were quite common in wealthy families, so Ifia didn't find it strange.

After all, raising pigs just to have a bite of meat, a person without value will never be welcomed anywhere… Of course, except for Ifia. As the only child in the fifth generation, she grew up in favoritism. Even if she poked a hole in the sky, her family would take care of the aftermath for her.

It can be said that in such an environment, Ifia not turning into an arrogant and domineering person is already considered good.

Among her peers, young masters and misses from wealthy families were either clubbing and doing drugs or engaging in debauchery, gambling, and speculation. Of course, there were also those who were ambitious, but they were even rarer than giant pandas.

Companies could hire professional agents, and family trusts ensured their current and future lives.

In such a comfortable environment without natural enemies or crises, most people would become wasteful.

"Your Highness, Miss Barlen is the most charming red rose in the empire. Other young ladies can't compare. Please don't mix national affairs with emotions. She is your best fiancée and an excellent future queen!"

Prince Carloy could speak freely, but Caius quickly skipped over sensitive topics.

The advisory words made the prince shake his head, eventually sigh, and waved his hand towards Caius, "You may leave first. I will attend Amelia's afternoon tea."

Caius knew the prince was annoyed, and he didn't want to add more trouble here, so he bowed and left.

Soon, only the prince remained. Ifia, seeing no more gossip to eavesdrop on, wasn't planning to stay any longer.

Hmph, this blind prince wasn't worth watching.

Might as well go back to the dorm and lie down!

"Eavesdropping is not the behavior of a lady."

However, before Ifia could leave, Carloy suddenly spoke.

The content of his words was startling.

Ifia, in fear, held her breath. She glanced nervously at the prince, wondering whether to surrender or resist…

"Saying bad things about others behind their backs is not something a gentleman does."

Just as Ifia was in a dilemma, a familiar voice sounded, causing her to look up in confusion. She saw Amelia walking up to Carloy with a smile, folding her fan with a 'swish.'

She didn't seem embarrassed by the prince's words. Her expression remained unchanged. However, while speaking, her gaze, intentional or not, glanced in the direction where Ifia was hiding.

Her beautiful purple eyes carried curiosity, as if she had caught a playful kitten.

Ifia was utterly shocked. She thought her hiding technique was perfect, not even the prince noticed. Amelia must have just happened to look over!

Although she thought so, Ifia felt that something big was not right. She quietly took two steps backward, preparing to slip away quickly. However, due to crouching for too long, her legs became numb from poor circulation, and she stumbled forward.

Oh no, oh no, oh no.

She was about to be exposed!