Reborn as the Third Prince: To Build and Conquer my way to Royalty.

"Why did you pick a commoner as your Mystero? Are you planning on making all of us look bad or something?"

Erica shouted, her finger poking the bed aggressively.

For a six-year-old, she most definitely had an attitude.

Giving a resigned sigh, Sylus placed the book on the shelf.

"It’s none of your business; Mother already approved."

"Yeah, I know. She’s too soft on you."

"Why are you here again?"

Erica folded her arms. "As your elder sister, it’s my job to make sure you don’t make stupid decisions."

"You’re only a year older than me."

Erica scowled a bit.

"Aren’t you the loudmouth?" She scanned the room one more time. "By the way, why is this room so empty? You barely have anything in here."