Chapter 458 The Arrogant Priscilla
"Elsa, shut up."
Felt's face was red. She said coquettishly, "I'm just fulfilling my duties as a servant. What's wrong with that?"
The more she knew...
The more she understood awe.
From the moment she became Ayato's servant...
She deeply understood that her own world was nothing in front of her master.
And the benefits she had gained...
Were also tangible.
Thinking back, she had been somewhat reluctant to become his servant at first.
She had always felt like she had been deceived by an evil Devil.
But if she could go back in time now, she would definitely slap herself.
Hesitating... what if Master got angry?
"That's right."
Ayato gave her a head pat, picked up the small snack from the plate, and smiled. "It tastes very good, too."
"Hehe."
Felt began to giggle foolishly.
This child... was so easy to read.
Elsa and the others exchanged glances.
If this continued...
It probably wouldn't be long before another person joined Master's bed.
Creak!
Suddenly, the door to the room was forcefully pulled open.
Ayato was somewhat stunned.
Emilia and the others were also slightly surprised.
"Is there someone else in this inn with no manners?"
They exchanged glances, all seeing the strangeness in each other's eyes.
After all...
This was a directly affiliated noble establishment...
A place specifically for entertaining important guests.
Tap, tap, tap.
With crisp footsteps, a beautiful girl with bright orange long hair...
Wearing a blood-red dress adorned with very precious decorations...
And holding a fan made of lace, walked in from the corner.
Priscilla Barielle, the final royal candidate.
He hadn't gone looking for her yet...
And she had come to him instead?
Looking at her, the corner of Ayato's mouth curled up.
"Oh my, why does your food look so tempting?"
Priscilla looked up and said, "Even I have never eaten such delicious food."
"Therefore, I permit the chef who made this food to state their name."
Her words were full of natural assumption.
As if, by simply asking, she would naturally receive an answer.
"Although I'm happy that you praise Rem's cooking..."
Rem said expressionlessly. "Your attitude is very unpleasant."
As if not hearing, Priscilla said, "If that's the case, from now on, you are my personal chef."
"Oh my, you're not bad looking."
Elsa covered her mouth and laughed. "But unfortunately, it seems your brain is damaged. You can't understand human speech."
Hearing Elsa's words, Priscilla spoke with a look of superiority.
"I simply deign not to answer. Because it's only natural that the entire world revolves around me."
"Whatever I want, I will naturally obtain."
"..." xN
Everyone's gaze became dangerous.
They had seen arrogant people before...
But never someone who exercised their willfulness so matter-of-factly.
Instinctively, they all looked at Ayato.
So this man was the one in charge here?
Priscilla unconsciously frowned.
She had only just noticed...
There was only one man here.
Everyone else was uniformly beautiful girls.
Didn't this place seem a bit off?
Even as she thought this...
Her attitude did not change in the slightest. She directly spoke to Ayato. "Would you be willing to give me your chef?"
"Although I have a high tolerance for beautiful girls..."
Ayato finished the food on his plate and said slowly, "Such an unreasonable request still makes me a bit unhappy."
The moment his voice fell.
Priscilla's body stiffened.
Although the other person hadn't moved at all...
An inexplicable pressure was bearing down on her.
She could barely breathe.
Priscilla desperately exerted her power, her eyes full of stubbornness.
But the harder she tried...
The more terrified she became.
The person before her... was a monster.
Gradually, cold sweat began to appear on her forehead, her body beginning to tremble continuously.
How was this possible?
She was the one loved by the world.
Why had it turned out like this?
She had the blessing of the sun.
As long as she acted during the day, her various behaviors would be corrected.
Making the situation turn in her favor.
But now...
This man before her...
No one knew how long passed.
Ayato picked up his knife and fork again and began to eat.
The room was calm and gentle, all the pressure vanishing instantly.
"Whoosh!"
Priscilla breathed a huge sigh of relief, bracing her hands against the wall.
Seeing this!
Everyone's eyes were inexplicable, smiles appearing on their lips.
Indeed.
She had been taught a lesson.
It could only be said... she had brought it upon herself.