Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 251

Baby Runs the Romance Novel with My Cash – Episode 251

☆ Chapter 251 ☆

“Ugh, how annoying.”

[She’s expressing her frustration with the current situation.]

I absolutely, positively can’t stand that demon, but we’re so in sync at times like this.

Just then, I heard a grumbling voice beside me.

“Escort, my foot. His Highness, Prince Sidrian, came to the banquet alone today.”

I turned to see Camellia looking sulky.

“He probably just stepped out of the hall for a moment and happened to meet the Saintess and came in together.”

“Doesn’t really look like they came back together, does it? They don’t even look like they’re with each other.”

“I know, right? Isn’t the Saintess just clinging to His Highness?”

Jasmine and Camellia exchanged glances.

It was a strange look, as if they were acknowledging each other.

‘Is it because they’re both named after flowers that they get along so well?’

“Anyway, I don’t like what the Saintess is doing, even though she’s supposed to be a Saintess.”

Camellia glared at Liriel with even more confidence for some reason.

Today, Liriel perfectly embodied the word Saintess.

Her dazzlingly white dress made her mystical and innocent beauty even more striking.

She was truly the epitome of a holy maiden.

“Wearing a flawless, immaculate white dress, the symbol of a Saintess, and hitting on another woman’s man is even more ridiculous.”

“…….”

I closed my mouth at Camellia’s words.

No, maybe.

She might not be hitting on him.

‘Our own little memory.’

Liriel’s hand, wrapping around Sid’s back and climbing up.

Throb.

My heart ached.

At that moment, Sid and I made eye contact.

I couldn’t bear to look at his face any longer and quickly turned my head away.

Camellia grabbed my hand tightly.

“Why are you running away?”

“What?”

“Liriel is the one doing something wrong. So why are you running away?”

“…….”

“Don’t be surprised. I’m usually pretty perceptive. I’ve known for a while that you and His Highness Sidrian are more than just friends.”

Hmm.

I’m not sure if she’s really that perceptive.

I grinned.

“Right? It’s not like me to run away here, is it?”

“Yeah. You’ve always charged forward without looking back. Whether it’s in front of His Majesty the Emperor or Her Majesty the Empress.”

Is that a compliment or an insult?

“I, I… I like that about you a little, just a little, but I, I…”

“Why are you so down?”

Raphael nudged me.

“Go wild as you want. Like always. You have your family, right?”

Raphael ruffled my hair like crazy.

“Hey!”

“Oh? Still got your temper.”

Raphael chuckled.

“You avoided them in the hallway earlier, didn’t you?”

I didn’t answer.

Raphael pressed down on the top of my head.

“Don’t do that. I’ll get shorter.”

“If I was going to get shorter from this, I would have already. And—”

Raphael took his hand off my head.

His face was visible through the disheveled hair.

“I’m here too, you know.”

Thump.

Raphael’s index finger flicked my forehead.

“Ouch.”

I frowned, rubbing my forehead and looking at Raphael.

But.

‘He’s right.’

It’s in my nature to face whatever it is head-on.

Whether it’s a misunderstanding or whatever, if I avoid Sid here and drag it out, it’ll be as stuffy as a sweet potato! There’s nothing I hate more than that!

‘I’m not the main character, I’m a romance novel reader!’

I won’t do any unnecessary work and will only walk the path of refreshment!

* * *

Sidrian frowned as he watched Ruatisha turn her head away from him.

‘What’s wrong?’

He could read Ruatisha’s emotions just by looking at her plump cheeks.

‘She’s really upset.’

Whatever the reason, he had to go to Ruatisha.

Sidrian was about to move when.

“It’s truly a sight to behold, Your Highness.”

“Like a painting, one might say.”

Sidrian raised an eyebrow at the nobles who spoke to him with smiles.

‘What are they even talking about?’

Sidrian knew very well that he was handsome.

Ruatisha had liked his face since she was young.

Ruatisha’s aesthetic sense was the standard of beauty, and if she liked it, it was the perfect beauty.

‘……She even told me to have twelve children with her.’

Ruatisha didn’t say ‘let’s have,’ she said ‘have,’ but Sidrian’s memory had already been perfectly corrected.

Thinking about that made him feel a little better, and the corners of Sidrian’s lips slightly lifted.

The other party, not missing it, smiled even brighter and opened their mouth.

“The union of the Saintess and the Imperial Family has always brought great blessings to the Empire. I’m looking forward to it.”

Only then did Sidrian realize what the other party was talking about.

Turning to the side, Liriel was standing close enough to be mistaken for his companion.

Sidrian’s brow furrowed deeply.

‘What, is she still here?’

He didn’t pay attention to bugs, so he didn’t notice.

Sidrian was about to open his mouth when.

Something caught his eye.

Some thug was touching Ruatisha’s hair, which was too precious to even brush against, as if it were his own.

And—.

Ruatisha was smiling at that thug.

Sparks flew in Sidrian’s eyes.

Without another glance, he moved.

“Your—”

The noble, who had been rubbing his hands together and was about to speak to Sidrian again, hesitated and stepped back.

His lips sealed shut at the sight of the cold glint in his eyes.

‘D, did I do something wrong?’

Originally, being oblivious was a sin.

* * *

“Sid?”

Ruatisha, who had been poking Raphael’s side, looked at Sidrian in surprise.

She didn’t expect Sidrian to come looking for her first.

‘……And even Liriel.’

Seeing Liriel standing next to Sidrian made her feel even worse.

Liriel smiled brightly.

“Lulu must be really popular. I’m so jealous. Did you receive an escort from Duke Delbartren today? You look so good together. Right, Sid?”

It was a compliment to Ruatisha, but if you listened closely, she was tying herself and Sidrian together.

Also, it implied that there were so many men around Ruatisha that the relationship between Sidrian and Ruatisha was nothing.

As expected, stories began to circulate among the people who were paying attention to them.

“Oh my? It seems His Highness Sidrian escorted the Saintess today.”

“The two of them are partners. It’s an unexpected combination.”

“Unexpected? The Saintess called His Highness intimately before. It seems they have a deep connection from before.”

“Hmm, but surely His Highness Sidrian and the Paeraton Duchess…….”

People couldn’t say it outright and closed their mouths.

Everyone knew that the relationship between Sidrian and Ruatisha was so close that it couldn’t be called friendship.

The parties involved—especially Ruatisha—were under the illusion that they weren’t showing it.

How could they not know?

‘It was all over their faces.’

‘……Then did the Saintess steal His Highness Sidrian?’

‘And Sidrian fell for it?’

‘It’s strange to say that the Prince fell for it. Even if you stand on your head, it looks like the Prince is wary of Duke Delbartren.’

‘What, then is the Saintess hitting on a man who already has someone?’

‘Wasn’t she close to the Paeraton Duchess?’

They whispered, but no one dared to say it out loud.

After all, Liriel was the Saintess, and it would be embarrassing to shout, “Saintess, are you stealing your friend’s man right now?”

But there was someone who didn’t care about such appearances and threw them away.

“Huh? What are you doing right now? You’re supposed to be a Saintess, but you’re acting uneducated and uncouth.”

That’s right.

Camellia Poshette.

To put it nicely, a tomboy of high society.

To put it more realistically, a—

‘Thug.’

Why would someone born with her kind of power be subtly ostracized?

It was because of her words and actions that didn’t look back.

Camellia crossed her arms and leaned forward.

“If you’re a Saintess, you should act like one.”

“……!”

The people around them watched the scene with wide eyes.

‘Even so, to say such things to the Saintess who was officially recognized by the temple, the Saintess who appeared in hundreds of years……!’

But.

‘Interesting?’

Honestly, it was thrilling.

Since the Saintess’s inauguration ceremony was already a mess, most people didn’t really consider the Saintess to be in an inviolable area.

“W, what did you say just now?”

“Young Lady Poshette! Aren’t you being too harsh on the Saintess!”

Only a few young ladies and priests who followed Liriel were angry.

Even the Empress’s people didn’t take Liriel’s side.

It was only natural.

They wanted Liriel, the Saintess, to be Esteban’s wings, but they couldn’t like the way she was sticking to Sidrian like that.

‘This arrogant……!’

Liriel glared at Camellia.

She never expected Camellia Poshette to stand up for Ruatisha here.

‘I stimulated her to embarrass Ruatisha, but she’s already fallen for Ruatisha? This thing that’s worse than a bug!’

Rather, wasn’t Camellia embarrassing her right now?

“Young Lady Poshette, you must take responsibility for your words. You said that I was uneducated and uncouth, but for what reason did you say that?”

“Ha! Do you not know why you’re asking?”

“Yes, I’m asking because I don’t know. And if the Young Lady can’t give a valid reason—”

Liriel’s eyes narrowed.

“The Young Lady will have to take great responsibility for her words.”

A murderous aura that the girl couldn’t handle dwelled in her golden eyes.

The moment Camellia instinctively flinched,

“What about the opposite?”

Ruatisha stepped forward.

“What if Camellia is right?”

“Lulu.”

“Liri, Sid isn’t your partner at Viatrenge [a formal event or dance] today, is he?”

“……Yes.”

“Then why do you keep pretending to be his partner?”

“I didn’t do that. I just said that you and Duke Delbartren looked good together a moment ago.”

Ruatisha laughed as if she had heard something funny.

“Ah, maybe Liri is still lacking in social etiquette? In high society, they hide the truth in the words themselves rather than the words that are revealed. I’ll understand this time.”

Liriel’s complexion hardened.

Ruatisha took another step closer to her.

A smoothly extended leg was revealed and disappeared through the long slit.

Liriel in a pure white dress and Ruatisha in a black dress.

The contrast between black and white seemed like a confrontation between good and evil.

Liriel blinked her large eyes and lowered her eyes.

“Lulu……. I’m not Sid’s partner, but I don’t think I said anything I shouldn’t have.”

Her golden eyes were filled with sorrow.

“Why are you pushing me so hard? Do you not like me being close to Sid? Are you treating your friend like this because of a man?”

While Ruatisha was dumbfounded, Sidrian was about to open his mouth.

‘I can’t let that happen.’

If Sidrian opens his mouth here, it’s over.

Liriel recalled the conversation she had with him in the garden earlier.

“Now, Sid.”

Liriel caressed Sidrian’s cheek. Affectionately, softly.

“Are you ready to talk to me now?”

Slap!

However, Sidrian pushed Liriel away without any hesitation.

“Get lost.”

His eyes flashed coldly.

“There will be no good if you treat me like this? I know what you’re hiding from Lulu—”

“Yes, I have something I’m hiding from Lulu. I hope she never finds out.”

A crooked smile hung on Sidrian’s lips.

“But I don’t have anything that I would keep secret by hurting or unsettling Ruatisha.”

‘I’m still annoyed when I think about it.’

She never expected such an answer to come back.

But Liriel had something to shut Sidrian up.

“Sid is alone. You’re not Sid’s lover either.”

Sidrian seemed to pause at the words that they were nothing.

‘How is it? Ruatisha, you too—.’

Unlike Liriel’s expectations, Ruatisha was smirking.

And she grabbed Sidrian by the collar and pulled him in.

And the next moment.

“……!”

The two lips touched.

Seeing Sidrian’s pupils widen, Ruatisha smiled slightly and closed her eyes.

She thought that such a public kiss was only romantic in movies, but it wasn’t really that great.

But when I actually did it—.

‘It’s not bad.’

It was the moment Ruatisha was about to part her lips.

A large hand wrapped around the back of Ruatisha’s head.

And pulled her towards him as it was.

Their lips touched again.

More deeply, more deeply.

So much so that Sidrian’s soft lips and breath were clearly felt on her sensitive mucous membranes.