I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 58

Chapter 58: The Founding Ceremony

Noticing the somewhat tense atmosphere at the dinner table, Karl changed the topic and said in a lighthearted tone, “Let’s talk about something cheerful.”

“The founding ceremony is almost here, and this year I can take you around the capital.”

Roy’s eyes lit up.

The original work had mentioned numerous times how magnificent Lionheart City was, yet there wasn’t a single CG, leading Roy to frequently complain about the production team’s empty promises.

Now, getting to witness the capital of this other world firsthand, Roy was pretty excited.

In his memories, “bad boy Roy” always caused trouble, and even when he went to the capital, he was stuck at home by Karl and didn’t really get to explore or participate in any grand events.

But with Karl’s words, Roy’s visit to the capital seemed guaranteed.

Moreover, thinking about it, that was the stronghold of the Lionheart Kingdom, the safest place in the entire kingdom, and under the watchful eyes of countless powerful figures led by King Robert, it was unlikely that any cult would dare to show its face.

“At that time, there will be various grand events in the capital, and you can freely participate this year to truly experience the splendor of the capital.”

Karl’s descriptions completely ignited Roy’s interest.

“What kind of events will there be?”

“Noble youths’ hunting games, barbecue banquets, extraordinary markets, griffin knight selections, but what you’re really looking forward to is the birthday banquet of Princess Charlotte,” Karl said, suddenly adopting a mischievous look more akin to a gossiping elder.

“You’ll have to keep the princess company.”

Roy could only return a polite but awkward smile.

So, you’re still thinking about marrying off the princess, huh?!

However, the original had mentioned that both the founding anniversary of the Lionheart Kingdom and Charlotte’s birthday fell on the same day. Coincidentally, the Great War of Inferno also took place on that same day eighteen years ago.

Each of these events held immense significance, and one could only imagine the grandeur of the occasion.

No wonder Charlotte said there would be a chance soon; she was talking about this!

Thinking about the long-awaited chance to meet that crimson-haired princess again, and even the possibility of dancing with her, Roy couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.

Karl turned to the properly standing Anya beside them and apologized slightly, “Unfortunately, you can’t go this year.”

“There are wyverns in the north; I’ll need you to lead a team to take care of that.”

Anya’s expression turned serious; she looked more like a knight than a maid: “Leave it to me.”

“Wyverns? Is that a serious problem?” Roy couldn’t help but worry.

Although the pureblood dragon race had been wiped out after their defeat eighteen years ago, many beastmen inheriting dragon blood were still rampaging around.

Extraordinary power was passed down through bloodlines; some magical beasts contained the strengths of dragons, which, while inferior to purebloods, still posed a serious threat to the territory’s safety.

Roy’s sensitivity was understandable. Any Lionheart who knew about that brutal war eighteen years ago had some fear of the word “dragon.”

The next moment, Anya’s face broke into the usual elegant smile: “You don’t need to worry, young master. You and the lord can relax in the capital.”

“With Anya’s strength, a few half-blood wyverns won’t be a challenge for her.” Karl expressed his confidence in the head maid’s abilities.

“So you just focus on having fun with Alice.” Anya concluded.

Roy wasn’t quite sure why Alice’s name suddenly came up.

But what he didn’t expect was that Alice would suddenly speak up: “Master, can I go with Sister Anya?”

Karl raised an eyebrow, and Anya frowned, both looking surprised that the usually quiet and obedient maid would say something like that.

Roy was the most shocked.

Not just because this was an unexpected development not seen in the original, but because he didn’t understand why Alice would make such a request.

But Roy didn’t rush to refuse; instead, he looked earnestly at Alice and asked solemnly, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

“Hunting magical beasts isn’t just one-on-one training; a slight mistake in practical situations can be fatal.”

Anya quickly chimed in, eager to support Roy: “Exactly, hunting wyverns isn’t a trivial matter; it’s still too early for you, Alice!”

Maybe realizing her overreaction, Anya paused to calm down a bit and secretly glanced at Roy: “Moreover, it’s a rare founding ceremony; don’t you want to accompany Roy?”

Facing Roy’s scrutinizing gaze, Alice slowly nodded: “I understand that practical situations are dangerous.”

“But I want to become stronger! I’m still too weak and can’t protect my master.” The little maid’s eyes dimmed, and she covered her chest, unwilling to accept her weakness.

To this day, she couldn’t forget that moment when the crimson figure stood in front of Roy while she could only cower behind him.

She couldn’t accept it. As a maid, she always relied on Roy for protection but felt hopelessly inadequate to do anything herself.

This real battle was a rare opportunity, and she didn’t want to miss it.

As for her other reason, Alice couldn’t bring herself to say it.

If she were there, she would surely disrupt her master’s alone time with the princess.

As a maid, supporting her master’s wishes was only natural.

Last time, Alice distinctly felt Charlotte’s wariness towards her, knowing her presence would only affect the relationship between Roy and Charlotte.

Though regrettable that she couldn’t go to the capital with Roy, every day spent with him was just as wonderful; where they were didn’t matter as much.

As long as she could help Roy, enduring a few days of separation would not be unbearable.

“Master, can I?” Alice nervously sought Roy’s opinion.

Seeing her rare determination, how could Roy refuse?

His little cabbage was striving so hard; he should support her.

In the original, Anya was safe, and Alice was the Destined Saintess, the designated main character; a few wyverns really weren’t a big deal.

Um… Does this count as a different kind of idle growth training?

“Since you’re ready for it, go ahead.” Roy gave the little maid an encouraging smile, gently tousling her fluffy golden hair, and reminded her, “Just promise me to prioritize your safety and don’t push yourself too hard.”

“Mm!” Alice obediently agreed, unconsciously inching closer to Roy, cherishing his gentle comfort.

“Master!” Anya still found it hard to accept.

But Karl waved his hand at her: “Oh well, let’s go with the young people’s wishes.”

“Lord, how can you say that? Alice is still so young.”

“Still young? Didn’t we all train at that age?”

In fact, becoming an Extraordinary Being was enough to participate in the military, regardless of age.

“Back then, the world was in chaos; it’s not the same.” Anya mumbled.

Karl just chuckled and shook his head, looking at the affectionate duo of master and maid with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

“Strength shows through the blade. I can see that girl’s determination is unshakeable, and training her early will only help her shine sooner.”

“Besides, her master has already agreed, so we don’t need to discuss it any further.”

Anya opened her mouth, wanting to say something but ending up nodding helplessly, softening her expression.

“Alice, you can come, but I’ll treat you like a soldier and hold you to strict standards.”

Alice nodded slightly at the head maid, her gaze firm: “That’s exactly what I want.”