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Chapter 163: Once people get too involved, they become humble
2 month 19 day.

early.

I only asked the attendant some questions about the present era. I roughly know that airplanes are the most common means of transportation that can help me catch Plato the fastest. I have only a vague understanding of the rest, and most of them are just names but not meanings.

I am curious.

The iron blocks were assembled onto four wheels, and they ran faster than the fastest cavalry I had ever seen in the Kingdom of Eliza.

If there was such a thing back then, the town where my grandmother lived and Keyimu Town could be reached in half a day. The territory would definitely be even wider at that time.

But then again.

My grandmother had already commented on me.

"You, like my sister, have little interest in power."

"But, they all follow their men to the top. It's really......"

That's right.

I always followed Plato's steps. I never thought about restoring my country, let alone succeeding.

Unconsciously, there are too many powers and influences around me that do not belong to me.

The statue was later remodeled, and I was remodeled along with it.

Those were unfortunate times.

I heard that because too many people died in natural disasters, the civilians wanted to rebel, and the church pushed the saint to be executed in public... and attributed the continuous natural disasters to the saint's unfavorable prayers.

Today's era.

2023 years.

I have heard Plato speak many times, and the notes he left behind have added a lot to my knowledge.

But when I actually see it, I am still at a loss.

The road surface is paved with neatly stacked stones and is very flat.

I really think that every civilian wears clothes that civilians shouldn't wear. There are too many colors.

Therefore, I can't really tell who are the commoners and who are the nobles.

The railings move by themselves. It is not magic. Plato explained that it is a prop and a craft for managing vehicles.

People consciously walk on both sides of the road where cars are driving. Some places prohibit vehicles from entering.

building.

In the past, who would dare to build a house higher than the palace? Would it really not collapse if it was that high?

I was a little scared walking on the street surrounded by tall buildings on both sides.

But Plato seemed to be used to telling me about such and such craftsmanship and how safe it was.

I kicked him...

I think I am too ignorant. I don't want to be like a child and ask him to tell me everything.

These things are too troublesome.

I listened for a while and forgot what I heard before.

then.

I went to the so-called clothing store and saw many beautiful clothes displayed in the window.

Many of them are styles I have never seen before.

I like dresses, I like fancy dresses. I like small accessories.

I still remember that my father invited ministers to go hunting, and asked the best tailor in the kingdom to make me a winter dress using the snow-white hair of the prey. Unfortunately, I accidentally burned it not long after.

However, such furry clothes were actually something that ordinary people could buy in this era.

I don't have the habit of letting men spend money on me.

I heard from the servant who helped me check Plato's past that Plato was not rich. In comparison, his other two wives seemed to be richer.

I don't want to think about things that make me unhappy.

I just go into the store surrounded by beautiful dresses and change into whatever I want.

'how about this?'

'it is good. '

'what about this?'

'very good.'

'...'

what.

I really don't want to buy so much.

But no way.

I have inherited excellent genes from my parents and I look good in anything I wear.

I saw the White Sox.

The salesperson said it was called pantyhose or colorful glass or something. I didn't understand.

But the fabric feels smooth.

They feel better than the white socks Plato gave me before. And they are elastic.

I remembered the socks that were too tight and the open pants I was wearing when I woke up in the morning.

Could dreams reach that level?
I do not know.

But I knew very well that Plato secretly looked at my thigh, where there was a mark on it, for a long time.

He also honestly said that small things would excite him.

What kind of quirk is that?
Although I didn't quite understand, my grandmother's subordinates told me about it.

'Everyone's XP is different.'

'People's XP is free, just like I like to see men can't stand it and say no.'

'...'

I don't have their quirks.

But when I think about it, I also have a fetish.

For example.

At first I was not used to it, but later I really wanted to step on Plato... I can't explain it, anyway! It was like conquering Plato!
'I'm not buying it.'

of course.

I would never buy this in front of Plato just to satisfy his XP.

He didn't show any reaction, why should I buy it?
It's also a coincidence.

Just then some ignorant civilians came to cause trouble.

I used to know that nobles looked down on commoners, commoners looked down on slaves, and among nobles, earls looked down on viscounts, and viscounts looked down on barons.

But this is the first time I know that there is discrimination among civilians because of skin color.

But they messed with the wrong guy.

Plato was no pushover.

Of course, if they mess with me, I will let them immediately experience the dignity of the royal family that cannot be touched.

"It's barely acceptable, so I'll just buy it."

to me.

Just like a step.

Actually, I also want to try it on, because when I was on the bus, I saw many women wearing this kind of thing through the car window. But there are very few women wearing white, most of them are black or flesh-colored.

As for whether to reward Plato.

No rewards today.

tomorrow……

Anyway, he is so good at it, he will do it one day. I am very magnanimous, seeing that he didn't do it for comfort yesterday, but he was able to hold back with my consent. I just anticipated it in advance.

Well.

in fact.

My heart was beating very fast yesterday. Normally, our kind should have a slow heartbeat. My grandmother said that this is how we live longer.

But yesterday Plato didn't choose to use the place I agreed with.

On the one hand I feel ashamed.

On the one hand, I realized for the first time that…

Although he is filthy and astringent, he always offends me.

but……

He cares about me a lot.

Just, I like him a little bit.

I'm not that weak!
Asking him to massage my feet, that's not massage! It's just touching!
I was in a good mood until I went to the fitting room to change into a full set of dress.

'What about Plato?'

'...'

I came out excitedly, but didn't see him.

The maid also shook her head.

I know, Plato is not weak.

In the castle where I live now, it would be difficult for him to escape. But it would be easy for him to escape in a busy city like this.

As a result, he offered to take me out. Do you want to run away?

No.

If he wanted to leave, he would have left yesterday. I didn't stop him.

I am very impatient.

I was holding Plato's hand and had long forgotten the discomfort caused by the surrounding scenery.

noisy.

noisy.

Voices.

……

Everything is very disturbing to me.

'You can give him a call.'

The maid reminded me.

beated.

Following the maid's instructions, I called several times, but did not hear his voice.

The maid said he refused the call so the prompt could not be connected.

It wasn't that the phone was broken, it was that he refused.

The maid asked if we should send someone to look for him.

I ignored it.

Keep calling.

'Queen, he is there.' Following the maid's reminder, I saw Plato coming out of the store.

He came over very calmly.

"Plato! Where the hell have you been?!"

I couldn't help but scold.

"Xue'er."

And he remained calm, "I have a question."

"?"

"If you feel bad, sad, upset, and I ignore it, what would you think?"

“…behead him.”

no doubt.

If I had waited for more than seven hundred years and met the man he described, I would have sent him to the guillotine.

"I said that before."

I saw Plato take a deep breath and look me straight in the eye. "You also knew it before you met me. I have two wives besides you."

"As you can see, in this era, there is no distinction between nobles and commoners in the general sense. And it is impossible for me to divide the people I love into noble and lowly."

"I mean. I like you and I love them too."

"If anything happens to any of them, just like you, and you're upset and afraid, I'll be there for you. If any of them is upset and afraid, I'll be there right away."

"You were hiding in there just now... just to contact one of them?"

I understood everything in an instant.

He was avoiding me on purpose.

"Yes. I can't just sit back and watch because I love her too."

"You want to... go to the Snow Country?"

I gritted my teeth.

"Ah."

"I don't allow it."

I glared at him and said my opinion without hesitation, "If you leave now, don't even think about coming back to find me."

"..."

"I am going back to the Snow Country. But I plan to take you with me."

"Take me, with you?"

I saw an expression on Plato's face that I had seen before.

serious.

Just like in the end in Keyimu Town, after so many people died, he said he wanted to face the Night Demon alone. No matter how much I cried and begged, he ignored me.

Just let me know, I'll be back.

There was not even any extra assurance. Just a few words.

I complained to my grandmother.

I say.

'Plato is not obedient at all.'

"You have never called me master once."

Grandma smiled back.

'Well, imagine this.'

'If it was an obedient Plato, would you still like him?'

I retorted anxiously at that time.

"I don't like him! He's just a favorite knight!"

But as the saying goes.

You will only get anxious when your pain points are hit.

I know very well that I have a special feeling for Plato. Otherwise, I would not have been so anxious to find his "corpse" that day. Knowing that Zeke did not find him, I felt so sad. It was like the pain of being unable to breathe.

Then I imagined it.

Plato who obeys me in everything.

He does whatever I ask him to do. Let him lick my feet and kneel down.

If you tell him not to go out, he won't go out.

……

That's not Plato.

He didn't listen to me and faced the Night Demon alone. When he stood in front of the statue, I felt proud.

I know.

He could never obey me in everything, like a real servant. After all, I didn't think of him as a servant.

Even now.

Plato didn't intend to listen to my opinion. He just told me unilaterally that he wanted to go back and take me with him.

But this time he wasn't going to face the Night Demon and save the civilians.

He was worried about another woman besides me.

That palpable emotion...

"I said, I don't want to go."

"Plato, what do you want?"

"To prevent you from getting in a bad mood, Xue'er. I can only take you back by force, believe me. We are here, not in the castle. I think it may be a little troublesome to take you away, but I can do it."

"..."

The maid also heard what he said and stopped in front of me.

I know the maid is quite skilled. But if she can't even beat me, how can she possibly defeat Plato?
"Aren't you afraid that if I see her... and feel bad, I'll take her away and hide her?"

"I told you."

"I hate it when people touch my things."

"With me here, this won't happen. If you really want to vent your anger, what's the point of arresting her? Just arrest me and lock me up."

"Plato...you are..."

Why do I want to cry?

Mingming, we were in such a good mood just now holding hands.

Mingming, I was planning to reward him just now.

But I already said it!

He can be there, where you can really get pregnant. Which royal family is like me, who would take the initiative to say to a man... I can give birth to a child for you.

I gave him everything I had.

I really hate it, not because of me, but because of other women. If it's a female relative, that's fine, I can tolerate it. But that's definitely not a dispensable female relative. It's a woman who would rather offend me than not care about me.

"Xue'er."

"I'm sorry that I've waited seven hundred years for this to happen."

"but……"

"I'm not lying. You are important. She is just as important. If one day I'm not by your side, I know you'll be sad. I will also try my best to come back immediately."

"..."

I don't want to hear this.

I wanted to pull my hand away and run back to where I lived, drink some red wine, and think about nothing else.

But he couldn't pull it out, it was clamped tightly.

"Please let go of the Queen's hand."

Some people stopped to watch and whispered.

The maid also stepped forward and tried to stop Plato.

"give him……"

"?"

"Prepare for the fastest flight!"

What can I say?

He has already made up his mind and doesn't care about my opinion at all. Even if I can use charm to control him temporarily, but his heart is not here... what's the point?
"Queen……?"

"Do as I say!"

The maid was talking on the phone nearby.

I looked at Plato's face again, and my vision became blurred.

"Plato...you are a liar."

"Ah."

"Let's go back to the Snow Country!"

"..."

"Don't regret it, she's just an ordinary businessman, right? I'll personally make her quit!"

"She won't."

Why don't you lie to me?
I think.

Even if you lie to me, I'm the best.

Just say that you missed me very much, were very happy to see me, and wanted to be with me forever.

That way, I can bring up these things when I'm happy.

How could he know that I wouldn't accept it?
The more he described her as loyal, the more he liked her.

The more I felt uncomfortable.

I do not want.

He had promised it himself, and he had never visited a brothel to have fun after I said it, nor had I shown any interest in other women.

Therefore.

I am willing to reward him and satisfy his desires.

I ignored him for more than seven hundred years. If I had given up even once in these seven hundred years, he would never have been able to see me.

Shouldn't it be cherished more?

'Women, once they get too involved.'

'It will become humble.'

I remember that.

A succubus said this to me sadly while drinking.

Then.

Am I... humble in Plato's eyes? I am the master, but I am not that important at all. Everything is just my illusion.

(End of this chapter)