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Many noble offspring had started to form groups of their own.

Viola decided to pretend to attend the Forget-Me-Not Ball.

Thinking about it, not attending the ball would actually stand out more.

Having attended the ball, she noticed everyone was quite interested in Selina’s proposal.

“How many special people do you think we have among us?”

“Well… with Young Noblewoman Luna here, at least one must be included.”

“You flatter me. Isn’t Prince Toins the true distinguished guest?”

Viola chuckled at the voices ringing around her.

Hela asked, “What’s with your expression?”

“Just… they’re all so cute.”

“Cute?”

“Yeah.”

To Viola, everyone appeared like children.

A gathering of boys and girls aged 12 to 17.

‘Barely middle school to high school. Not even third-year high school, just first-year.’

Seeing such children gathering together, praising each other while saying “You’re the best, no, you’re the best,” was both amusing and somewhat adorable.

Tundra was left at the accommodation, and Viola enjoyed the ball with Hela.

“What was your original intention for the Forget-Me-Not Ball?”

“I told you. Revenge for Sena, how dare they touch my sister…”

What should she say to convince Hela? How would the original Viola phrase it?

“Even pulling out a tongue wouldn’t suffice.”

“Not that. You must have had something in mind for the Forget-Me-Not Ball originally.”

“Well…”

Viola had initially intended to build connections with the Baron Raimon’s twin children at the Forget-Me-Not Ball.

And while fulfilling the request from the Raimon twins, she had planned to grandly decorate the finale of the ball.

By the way, Baron Raimon’s family is located near the Golden Road and, although not much now, will later grow into a giant merchant company known as the Raimon Merchant Group.

‘The Raimon Merchant Group will ally with the Terra Merchant Group…’

With the two massive merchant groups joining forces, they will start to rise as one of the top merchant groups on the continent.

And that power will eventually turn back to Viola like a blade.

Anyway, all that was now in vain.

Hela asked, “Are you not going to tell me?”

“Yeah, some variables emerged because of Lady Selina.”

“I always thought you were the kind of princess who would break through any variables to reach your goal.”

“The variables are just too formidable to break through.”

Hela let out a giggle.

Viola’s response pleased her.

“I must have misjudged my sister.”

As the White Bellatu, she must know when to press forward and when to retreat.

In that aspect, Viola had admirable qualities.

She could clearly distinguish when to push through and when not to, moving according to her own standards.

“That’s a compliment, right?”

“Yeah, a compliment.”

Just then, a distant squealing echoed.

Jeremy had certainly arrived.

‘Let’s avoid him.’

It was quite easy to dodge Jeremy.

Everywhere he appeared, noblewomen would gasp and scream, allowing Viola to pinpoint his location easily.

Pushing Hela’s wheelchair, Viola chuckled again.

‘Even here, the nonsense abounds. All sorts of nonsense are flowing around.’

Voices floated around her.

“Is Prince Jeremy actually a cleric? What could he possibly believe to be that beautiful?”

Or,

“I can’t take it anymore. I must hurry to my father’s frozen storage. My heart melts every time I see Prince Jeremy.”

Viola scratched her head, feeling like an onlooker across a river.

‘Wow. How refreshing.’

Even in this world, the nonsense flows freely.

By showcasing a luxurious underground frozen storage, they boasted wealth while simultaneously indulging in ridiculous chatter.

“Do you sense it? There’s a fragrance coming from Prince Jeremy.”

“Are you referring to perfume?”

“No, my personal taste.”

Jeremy, however, did not hear any of those remarks.

‘I think I just saw Viola.’

His sole interest was Viola.

‘I can’t move at all.’

Every time he tried to move, numerous noblewomen would encircle him.

He wished to converse with Viola, but it was unfeasible to ignore them all.

‘Please! Move away!’

For yet another day, Jeremy could not meet Viola.

*

Sena spotted Hela and Viola moving in the wheelchair.

Though Jeremy couldn’t approach Viola, Sena managed to reach her without much difficulty.

“Lady Hela, Lady Viola. It feels nostalgic to meet at the banquet hall.”

Sena’s eyes swept from the tips of Viola’s hair to her toes.

What kind of adornments was she wearing? What about her earrings and necklace?

What rings and bracelets did she have?

Which family’s designer created her dress?

What were the details on her shoes?

Like a knight in battle, she assessed her opponent’s armor.

“I’ve heard that the children of Bellatu are straightforward and strong, therefore putting little effort into their appearances. I extend my respect and praise to every member of Bellatu.”

In other words, it meant, ‘You’re so barbaric that you don’t know fashion; judging by your appearance, you’re not much either.’

Some of Sena’s followers laughed subtly as if they understood her words.

“Hohoho, it feels great to be in front of Young Noblewoman Viola.”

She raised a fan, trying to appear elegant.

The fan bore the insignia of Louis Varten and the number 7.

It indicated that it was a limited edition model from Louis Varten.

She wore as many as six rings made of gemstones, the extravagance bordering on excessive.

‘Wow. That’s really over the top. Does she genuinely think that’s pretty?’

Her necklace was made of sizable pearls strung together, so large and thick it seemed it might strain her neck.

“Thank you. I’ve heard the Duke of Mariantu strives for exceptional beauty in any situation.”

“Of course. The Duke of Mariantu places great emphasis on dignity and grace.”

“Which is why they even adorn a pig’s neck with a pearl necklace?”

Viola’s gaze shifted toward Sena’s neck.

The expressions of Sena and her companions momentarily froze.

“Hoho, Young Noblewoman Viola, you’re quite the jokester.”

Sena’s companions chuckled along.

“So, it seems they do decorate pig necks at Bellatu?”

“What lavish words. Bellatu cuts the pig’s neck, you know.”

Gazing at Sena once more, Viola’s eyes met Sena’s, filled with a killing intent.

Sena felt like the world had frozen for an instant.

Her fingertips began to tremble.

To Sena, who had grown up like a flower in a greenhouse, Viola’s aura resembled a true predator.

“I see. Bellatu is indeed strong. Please, do hide that strength under a gentle smile at social gatherings.”

She had effectively conveyed that people like them, who are barbaric, were unfit for social gatherings in an elegant way.

Viola chuckled.

Even amidst her fear, she found the indignant demeanor of Sena quite adorable.

Sena maintained her pride till the end.

“Oh, by the way. Have you spoken with my Prince Remy before, Young Noblewoman Viola?”

As the question came out, Viola reflexively responded.

“Not really.”

Cold sweat dripped down Viola’s back.

The prestigious Kurumkurum dress vaporized that sweat instantly, but her spine continued to feel icy.

‘Wow. What’s with this gaze?’

The melody of the opera flowing in the background.

The numerous voices of laughter and chatter from countless people seemed to fade away.

She could feel every noblewoman nearby focusing their attention squarely on Viola.

Indeed, Jeremy. The first-generation idol of this world.

Nothing good comes from being involved with Jeremy.

In a world bustling with zealous and nonsense fans, flaunting any closeness with Jeremy could spell doom for her.

“I see. I spoke with Prince Jeremy.”

A smugness filled Sena’s face.

She seemed to relish her victory as if savoring a win.

“He has promised to have a meal with me later.”

Gazes poured in.

Sena appeared to be enjoying those stares.

“Oh, I see. I hope you have a lovely time.”

It wasn’t something to be envious of or congratulate her about.

What’s so great about having a meal with that annoying Jeremy?

Viola decided to make her exit.

Sena was one thing, but she could see Jeremy approaching.

As she pushed the wheelchair and tried to leave, Sena stubbornly clung on.

“Lady Viola. Would you like to enjoy a smoothie with me? I could introduce you to Prince Jeremy.”

Hey! Don’t touch me.

I really don’t want to meet Jeremy.

He would definitely greet her with a bright smile, and that would only complicate things.

“I have something urgent to attend to.”

Sena believed she had seized Viola’s weakness.

Clearly, Viola feared Jeremy.

Or she might be quite shy.

Alternatively, she might feel deep jealousy over Sena’s closeness to Prince Jeremy.

None of that mattered.

‘Let’s see you suffer humiliation, Viola. I must witness you get humiliated!’

Sena held onto Viola’s hand.

Her determination not to let go was evident.

“How about our chef’s homemade orange ade?”

Jeremy was getting closer.

“Oh! Viola! Finally met you! I missed you!”

If he uttered such nonsense, life would become exhausting.

Viola seriously contemplated knocking Sena down and fleeing.

But then, from somewhere, an unusual incantation echoed.

The incantation flowed through the banquet hall like a melody.

“A hot wind shall blow from the desert.”