CHAPTER 76: THE SECOND PRINCESS OF TIRMAG 2

(Third Person POV)

Three figures sat in an enormous room.

The room gleamed, its walls painted in gold that reflected light into their eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

It was impeccably clean, clearly well-maintained.

On the couch sat a girl with white hair and mismatched eyes.

Words refused to leave her mouth—this room was so gaudy and ridiculous that she found herself speechless.

’They’re at war. People can’t even find food to eat, and this girl is wasting money on frivolous things like this? She’s clearly not someone fit to lead.’

Suddenly, the door flung open, pulling Alice out of her thoughts as she turned to see who had entered the room.

A girl with light blue hair and silver eyes walked in with an exaggerated, pompous gait, her head held high.

She wore a long red dress adorned with so many ornaments it was almost blinding.

Both her hands were covered in bangles and rings—too many to count.

Her face was caked with makeup, yet even that couldn’t elevate her appearance.

She sat gracefully across from Alice, carefully adjusting her dress so it wouldn’t wrinkle.

Almost immediately after she sat down, several servants entered the room, placing trays upon trays of assorted snacks and drinks on the table before her.

"Alright, speak quickly. What brings you here to see this great princess? I don’t have time to waste. I have a massage session in an hour."

The second princess spoke with a lazy, arrogant tone, her expression filled with boredom at the uninvited guests.

Alice clenched her fists tightly, trying to stop herself from standing up and punching the woman across from her.

"We came here to—"

"Wait a moment. Why is this ugly one speaking? Did a cat eat your tongue, Lucas?"

The princess interrupted Alice before she could finish, turning her gaze to Prince Lucas, who stood awkwardly without sitting.

It was as if something snapped in Alice’s head. After hearing those words, she could no longer stay calm.

"Who the hell are you calling ugly, you fucking bitch?! I swear I’ll shove this candlestick right up your ass! Look in the mirror before you spew your nonsense! You look like a used product someone tossed into the trash and someone else tried to recycle!"

Alice’s chest heaved with rage as she let the words burst out in one breath, then took a deep breath to calm herself.

"..."

The whole room stared in shock at Alice, stunned that such words had come from someone who looked so noble on the outside.

"Phew... I’ve been dying to say that. I feel much better now."

Alice let out a breath she had been holding, then glanced at everyone else in the room.

"Pffffft... Hahaha!"

Tiran burst out in loud laughter, snapping everyone out of their shock.

"You! How dare you speak to this great princess that way?! Guards! Arrest her immediately!"

The second princess’s face contorted like a crumpled paper, her eyes sparking with fury.

"Sigh... Here we go again. Uncle Tiran..."

Alice sighed and turned to Tiran, who was casually snacking from the trays.

"Alright, little Alice."

As the guards entered the room and began to surround the couch, weapons drawn, Tiran stood up and wiped his mouth.

"Alright, little ones... Anyone who wants to stay alive, leave the room immediately."

A powerful aura burst from his body, making the air heavy—so heavy that the guards struggled to breathe.

Several collapsed to their knees from the overwhelming pressure, sweat pouring down their foreheads from fear.

"What are you doing on the floor? You can’t even take down a large bull. Pathetic!"

The second princess stood from the couch, screaming at the guards who were gasping on the ground.

"Wait a second. Did you just call me a bull?"

A vein popped on Tiran’s forehead as he glared at the clueless woman with blue hair.

"Sigh... She’s so stupid. How has she even survived this long?"

Alice sighed quietly, sitting on the couch and rubbing her temples.

"I told you, milady. She’s so dumb, no one sees her as a threat. That’s why we never wasted resources attacking her."

"I figured that the moment I saw her—Wait! Who gave you permission to speak?! Kneel on the floor for an hour and scream ’I’m a bug!’ as punishment!"

"Yes, milady! I apologize! I’m a bug! I’m a bug!"

Prince Lucas dropped to his knees and began shouting the phrase at the top of his lungs, causing everyone to look at him like he’d lost his mind.

"Lucas! Have you finally lost it? Why are you listening to her?! You look pathetic."

The second princess looked at Lucas with disgust as he kept shouting on the ground.

The guards took advantage of the chaos to flee the room before Tiran, who now looked visibly angry, decided to kill them.

"Now this bull will show you what he’s capable of. Come here."

Before the second princess could react, Tiran hoisted her onto his shoulder like she weighed nothing.

"Kyaa! What are you doing?! Put me down immediately! I am the great princess! How dare you treat me this way?!"

Tiran ignored her protests and carried her into a nearby room in the palace, locking the door behind them.

Curious, Alice crept closer to the door and pressed her ear against it to listen.

After just a few seconds, her face turned tomato red, and steam began to rise from the top of her head.

"How shameless! How dare you do something like that, Uncle Tiran, right in the middle of our mission?! I’m telling Lax everything when we get back!"

She quickly scurried away from the room and sat down in a far corner, trying not to hear the occasional moans and screams that escaped the room.

After several hours, Tiran emerged from the room, his face looking refreshed.

He saw Alice sitting on the couch, her hand over her ear and her eyes tightly closed.

"Oh, shit! I forgot this little girl was still here. I made a mistake, hahahahaha."