Chapter 723 Cake and

After looking at the messengers who were still fighting for the cakes, and then at the female cleaner who had quietly received the largest piece of cake, Leon, who was in a rather awkward position, could not help but complain:

"What on earth are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here...hiccup...on a mission!"

As if she sensed the disdain in Leon's eyes, the female cleaner pointed at the messengers with dissatisfaction on her face, with her bulging belly.

"Look, that's the Foreign Minister of our Northern Kingdom. He's my deputy."

"..."

So the deputy is fighting with others over there, while you, the genuine messenger cat, are eating and drinking, right?

Looking at the female cleaner in front of him who was groaning with two streaks of cream on the corners of her mouth, Leon speechlessly gave up arguing with this foodie and began to look around the banquet hall, looking for the figure of a certain old man in armor.

Seeing that Leon suddenly stopped talking to her halfway and began to look around, the female cleaner couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Leon, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for the director of the funeral department."

"what?"

"That's the old man who scolded you when you went to see me backstage before."

"Oh oh oh!"

After Leon's reminder, the female cleaner who was eating so hard finally remembered the old man in armor, and then she subconsciously shrank her neck.

After looking around, Lyon didn't see the old man in armor in the banquet hall, and he couldn't help but frowned.

Strange, according to the old man's serious personality, shouldn't he be staring at the banquet hall, waiting to cut the cake for the guests? Why is he not there? Could it be...wait?!

When Leon thought of the armor-piercing old man's expertise in dividing cakes, he reacted suddenly, turned around immediately, and grabbed the female cleaner who was trying to slip away.

"Oh!"

The female cleaner whose wrist was held by Leon screamed a little, then mustered up the courage to speak:

"Let go...hiccup...let go! If you don't let go, I'll scream molest!"

"Come on! What's wrong with you?"

After curling his lips in disdain, Leon dragged the female cleaner who was trying to escape back and asked with a dark face:

"Where's that old man? Where did you take him?"

"I do not……"

"you are lying!"

He didn't even need the soul vision of the black goat. After seeing through the female cleaner's lies, Leon pulled her and said with dissatisfaction:
"If he's fine, he definitely won't let anyone else touch the cake! Tell me quickly, where is he?"

"he……"

"Okay, stop thinking about it!"

Seeing the female cleaner's eyes rolling around, obviously trying to find a way to fool him, Leon couldn't help but said unhappily:

"I'm not going to pursue you. I just want to ask him if he has prepared a spare cake tower. It would be too strange to have no cake at a wedding banquet... Hurry up! Where is he?"

Oh, so you want another piece of cake!
Seeing that Leon had no intention of causing trouble for her, the female cleaner couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then took him around the dance floor in the middle of the main hall, and pulled out the armored old man who was tied up with ropes from under a large round table covered with tarpaulin.

After being pulled out from under the table and finally seeing the light of day again, the first thing the armor-piercing old man did was not to find the female cleaner to question her, but to stare at the cake tower disappearing in the distance, two lines of tears rolling down his face.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have taken the job of arranging the wedding from Veronica... Woohoo... I'll retire when I get back! I quit being a minister! Never again!
"..."

Good man, this is a severe blow...

Even though he hated the old man with armor who was looking for trouble, but looking at the old man with armor lying on the ground with a sad face and tears on his face, Lyon still felt a little bit of pity in his heart, and he couldn't help but glare at the female cleaner fiercely.

Look what you have done!
"No... He was the first to do it!"

After receiving Leon’s accusatory gaze, the aggrieved female cleaner could not help but speak in her defense:
"I took the plate over and wanted to have a bite of the cake, but I don't know what was wrong with this old man. He started to curse me and wanted to chase me away! I didn't argue with him because he was old. I walked over and cut half of the cake myself. He got angry and wanted to hit me with his cane!

For your sake, I didn't fight back even though I was beaten several times. I just tied him up and stuffed him under the table to let him calm down. I was being reasonable!"

"..."

You're still being reasonable... Do you think it's possible that Veronica and I had to be the first to cut the cake, implying that we were sharing our happiness with the guests? If someone touched this "key prop" at the wedding banquet, how could the armor-piercing old man not get angry with you?
"never mind."

Knowing that there was no custom of distributing cakes to guests at weddings in the Northern Kingdom, Leon was too lazy to explain the whole story to the female cleaner. He squatted down and helped the old man in armor who was crying very sadly, took out the handkerchief that was blocking his mouth, and asked him a few questions in a gentle voice.

Although the armored old man was stubborn and rigid, he was very organized. Considering that the cake tower might be damaged during transportation, he actually prepared a small cake tower for emergency. After asking the sobbing armored old man about the existence of a spare cake tower, Leon immediately found the on-call official of the etiquette department and tried to ask him to replace the spare cake tower, but he received a rather lazy and strange reply.

"Your Excellency, please calm down for a moment."

The calm-looking official from the etiquette department advised peacefully:
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not a big deal if there's no cake at the wedding. It won't affect the relationship between you and Her Majesty Veronica, so it's actually fine this way."

"?"

What's wrong with this guy?
After frowning slightly, Leon was about to ask again, but he suddenly reacted and looked back at the female cleaner beside him.

"He was the first to start the fight. I just helped him calm down..."

After explaining awkwardly, the female cleaner took out a glass spray bottle from her arms under Leon's glare, sprayed it into her mouth twice, and then blew at the official from the etiquette department.

Then, the official of the etiquette department suddenly shuddered, and then reacted as if waking up from a dream, and bowed to Leon repeatedly with a panicked look:
"Your Excellency! I... I didn't just..."

"Yeah, I know, it wasn't your problem just now."

After saying a few words of comfort in a gentle voice and instructing him to quickly get the cake, Leon turned his head to look at the female cleaner beside him and asked curiously:
"Is this your anomaly? What is the effect? Charm humans?"

"No."

The female cleaner shook her head and then confessed without any defense:
"This is my bloodline ability. I can use blood, breath, or other media to force people to calm down. Those who wanted to stop me from eating the cake were all blew away by me... Oh, by the way, can I have the new cake later..."

"No."

"mean!"

……

The envoys who were arguing heatedly, like Leon before, did not notice the small commotion about the cake in the banquet hall, and were still arguing about how to divide the large cake left over from the Kingdom of Korok.

As the discussions continued without any results, the envoys' quarrels gradually escalated, and the intensity of the speeches from both sides kept rising, with a sense of tension rising.

"Your Majesty Veronica!"

After trying to make trouble several times and being rebuffed by Queen Veronica, the Foreign Minister of the Northern Kingdom finally lost his patience and said sternly:

"Before this trip, His Majesty Harvey once told me that if it is really necessary, the three legions stationed on the border between our two countries can give me the greatest support! I believe you should understand what I mean!"

"Is it?"

Seeing the foreign minister who had threatened her with war, Queen Veronica put away her smile, stared at him calmly and asked:
"But I remember that you seemed to be just a deputy. Are you sure that Her Highness Melisande will support your decision?"

"Of course!"

The Foreign Minister, who had already received the promise, snorted coldly, and then said confidently:

"Your Highness Melisande, like His Majesty Harvey, has expressed confidence in my ability and judgment. I can take responsibility for this statement!"

"You can't take responsibility."

After secretly sighing that what is coming will eventually come, Queen Veronica said coldly:

"Her Highness Melisande is the official envoy, and she is also the second heir to the royal family. Ask her to come out and talk to me!"

"can."

Seeing Queen Veronica's cold demeanor, the Northern Kingdom's Minister of Foreign Affairs couldn't help but look serious. He then turned back to look at the place where the female cleaner had been. He was ready to use her identity as a princess to make a formal diplomatic note and threaten Queen Veronica with war. However...

No one is empty.

Oh yes, according to His Highness’ habit, he probably went to find something to eat.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs, who was quite familiar with the temperament of the Aihito royal family, immediately looked towards the food counter subconsciously. However, to his surprise, she was still not there.

Your Highness?!
The Minister of Foreign Affairs finally became anxious when he found that there was no female cleaner even at the food pick-up area. The envoys also soon realized something was wrong and immediately looked around for the whereabouts of Princess Melisande.

After looking around the entire banquet hall, everyone finally found Princess Melisande at the round table under the cake tower in the distance.

At this time, Princess Melisande was sitting in a chair next to the cake tower in a proper manner, with her mouth open happily, waiting for something. A prince who had also disappeared for a long time, picked up a piece of cake with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth rather roughly with a look of helplessness.

"That's all I need. If you give me more, I'm afraid you'll die of stuffiness!"

"..."

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(End of this chapter)

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