You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

"You know me, I've never been one to sit still."

Zeno grinned, revealing a wild and unrestrained smile, and with a slight tightening of his arm, pulled Xiluo closer to his embrace.

Sensing the aura emanating from the other person and their strong, robust physique, Zeno's fair face flushed slightly, and she clicked her tongue in amazement: "You're clearly a mage, yet you possess a physique that even battle-hardened warriors rarely have... You truly are exceptionally gifted."

At this moment, Zeno was like an absurd tyrant who disregarded etiquette and law, with only his beloved beauty, whom he was about to obtain, in his eyes, and his expression and demeanor became extremely calm.

As they spoke, the two began to dance. The dance was equally difficult, and they seemed to be competing with each other, sometimes spinning several times in mid-air, sometimes striking poses that tested their balance and strength to an extreme degree...

"..."

Shiloh raised an eyebrow at the enthusiastic Zeno, speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Xi Luo asked, "It's good that you didn't think about vying for the throne."

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"Don't you think your expression right now resembles that of a foolish emperor who neglects his duties because of beautiful women?"

"what?"

Zeno was taken aback by what Shilo said, and awkwardly composed himself, even reaching back to touch the corner of his mouth to see if it was wet...

But this brief moment also weakened Zeno's dance moves, allowing Shiloh to seize the initiative and turn the tables.

wow-

The sound of clothes rustling rang out. Zeno held Xilo's shoulder, while his other hand was raised high above his head. He leaned back, with only his lower back being steadily supported by Xilo's hand.

With the roles reversed, Zeno blinked his golden eyes and suddenly burst out laughing.

"You're still the same as before, always looking for opportunities to gain the upper hand."

Silo remained noncommittal, instead asking, "Aren't you the same?"

"Yes, we are actually... a match made in heaven."

Zeno's blush deepened, and she finally uttered those words.

The illustrious and renowned [Khorne] of the Empire extended her hand, which had punished countless demons, but this hand, colder and harder than any iron stone in the world, transformed into something more delicate than spring water, gently caressing Shilo's cheek.

Yes, another strategic point of this birthday party, the decisive moment that will determine the future, is right now!

Zeno, who had been struggling to win over Shiloh's heart and to honestly express his own thoughts, finally overcame all the difficulties with the help of his mother and even had a chance to get closer to victory!

If only at this moment, I could take the initiative to propose marriage to Shiloh... no! I would propose to him!

Zeno's golden eyes stared into Xilo's dark pupils, and the burning passion within them made Xilo's heart race.

As Zeno's hand gently caressed his face, in this moment of heightened concentration and heightened sensory perception, Shilo could feel with unparalleled clarity the warmth of Zeno's smooth fingertips, the accelerated flow of blood due to excitement, and the fine beads of sweat seeping from his fair skin...

咕咚

Shiloh's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to look away, but Zeno forcefully turned his head back to him.

Honestly, Zeno looked stunning tonight, a beautiful contrast.

If it were the Zeno of the past, she would certainly be beautiful, but that domineering, awe-inspiring beauty was filled with an awe-inspiring quality—or, to put it more bluntly, Shiloh could feel her beauty, but not her starry sky.

But tonight, Zeno, with a new hairstyle, dress, and even a little makeup and perfume, was an absolute prince-like ice beauty, striking Xiluo's heart hard.

Although Shiloh has a wide range of tastes when it comes to beauty, among all the women, those with a domineering, awe-inspiring, and unapproachable aura are his favorites.

Ideally, this would be combined with the moment when she's stubbornly resisting, half-conscious from being pushed so hard that all she can manage are incoherent, coquettish whispers of pleading—that's when Shiloh enjoys the most.

Therefore, even though she anticipated what Zeno was about to say, Shiloh did not interrupt her, but instead looked quietly into her eyes and waited.

Zeno took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and, even more nervous than when he broke through the demon army alone, said clearly and firmly, word by word: "Siro, I want to join forces with you—"

despair--

The world seemed to fall silent for a moment, and then the surrounding guests widened their eyes and looked toward the center of the stage.

At this moment, Shiloh and Zeno's dance had stopped, but only because of external intervention.

Zeno staggered back two steps, then quickly regained his balance.

Kaka-

As Zeno's high heels stomped on the ground, cracks spread outwards from her heels. Even the finest carpet could not contain Khorne's fury. Both the carpet and the luxurious floor tiles beneath it cracked, emitting a terrifying cracking sound.

Zeno's expression was extremely cold, his eyes fixed on the petite figure that had suddenly appeared, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

It was so close...

Just a little bit more...!

"Otivia...!"

Zeno gritted his teeth and uttered the name that infuriated him so much yet he felt helpless. He felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger, but he had nowhere to vent it!

Suddenly separated from Zeno by a gentle force, Shilo frowned as he looked at Otivia, who was lying in front of him, and asked in a questioning voice, "Otivia, why are you here?"

Otivia's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pale golden, clear eyes glanced upwards. When they met Shilo's gaze, she quickly looked away as if afraid of something.

Recalling what her mother had once told her, Otivia's fingertips trembled slightly as she withdrew her hand from Shilo's chest and stood still.

Otivia did not respond to her angry sister. Right now, all she had in mind was Shiloh, and all she needed to care about was him.

"I...I know I was wrong..."

Otivia still didn't look up at Shilo. Instead, like a little girl who had made a mistake, she reached out her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then only dared to pinch Shilo's sleeve with her fingertips and shake it.

Otivia's expression remained aloof, but for the first time, everyone sensed a hint of grievance in her demeanor.

Shiloh had no idea what Otivia was thinking, saying these things at this time. His sister was about to explode with anger.

However, the girl's pleading attitude eased Xi Luo's tense expression considerably. After all, one doesn't hit a smiling face. He opened his mouth, nodded, and said, "Okay, I understand. We'll talk about these things when we get back."

However, upon hearing this, Otivia shook her head and said, "There are some things I want to tell you now... I really want to."

After saying that, Otivia stretched out her other hand, holding his clothes with only her fingertips, and then lowered her head, probably begging for forgiveness.

Sylvie scratched her head. Otivia had always been a stubborn person since she was a child. If she wasn't allowed to speak, it wasn't impossible that she would have led her all the way like this.

Having run out of ideas, Xiluo could only give Zeno, who was not far away and was already considering whether to grab his bratty little sister and throw her out, an apologetic look before nodding and saying, "Then you tell me."

Otivia looked up with some surprise, bit her pink lips, and loudly proclaimed her innermost thoughts.

"I feel the same way as Shiloh!"

"So, please help me become human—!"

Chapter 193 Zeno: It Exploded! (Two Chapters Combined)

Otivia rarely showed such excitement, but what came out of her mouth was somewhat laughable.

Shiloh roughly understood what Otivia meant. Although she didn't think she had made any mistakes in the past from her own perspective, after realizing that her way of thinking was different from that of normal people, and that this had hurt Shiloh, she wanted Shiloh to tell her what normal people's thinking should be like.

Shiloh's expression softened slightly. As a childhood playmate, if Otivia truly had such awareness, then he was willing to teach her normal human emotions.

However, we'll have to wait until later to discuss that.

“I understand, Otivia. We'll discuss this later—”

Before she could finish speaking, Otivia looked into Shiloh's eyes and said earnestly, "I know that what I did in the past hurt you. Therefore, I must express my apologies for it!"

Before Silo could figure out how Otivia wanted to express her apology, the petite girl in front of him suddenly tiptoed—or rather, jumped up—and wrapped her arms around the back of Silo's neck. Then, she parted her cherry lips and kissed him.

Wow--!

Otivia's bold move caused everyone present to gasp in surprise, and at the same time, their attention shifted to the First Princess on the other side.

Kerala —

The crackling sound of bones intertwining echoed incessantly, Zeno's scarlet dress danced in the wind, and the surrounding air seemed to emit mournful cries of unbearable burden!

Zeno's pretty face flushed red and then turned green, her chest heaving, and each breath she took carried a strong gust of wind, making the nearby guests feel their legs go weak.

Wrong!

At this moment, Zeno had only one thought in his mind.

If Otivia, who is doing such a despicable thing as intercepting someone right now, weren't his own sister, he would be lucky to have her even a breath of life left.

Otivia seemed completely oblivious to Zeno's piercing gaze. After slowly sliding off Shilo, she blinked her pure, pale golden eyes and softly asked, "Did I apologize properly?"

Silo didn't know how to answer. The murderous aura coming from Zeno made his skin sting. He didn't believe that Otivia wouldn't feel anything at all.

It's unclear whether she's naive or simply cunning; her expression remained as calm as ever, without a trace of anything amiss.

If they stayed any longer, Zeno would probably explode with anger, so Xiluo helplessly rubbed his temples and said perfunctorily, "We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later..."

Otivia nodded, gave a soft "oh," and obediently followed behind Shiloh.

Otivia had been Shiloh's little shadow since they were children, and Shiloh just wanted to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, so he ignored her and instead took Zeno's hand, wanting to take her to the back garden to calm down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

Zeno gripped Shiloh's hand, interrupting him, and said coldly, "It's not your fault, it's just that someone is shameless and immoral."

As soon as she finished speaking, the "someone" Zeno mentioned blinked and tilted her head, as if she couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Hmm, the Third Princess is all bark and no bite..."

Moen, who was thoroughly enjoying the show, chewed his bulging cheeks, nudged Ruby next to him with his elbow, and said.

Ruby didn't reply, but just stared at the scene in the center of the arena with a complicated look in her eyes, a hint of sourness in them.

Zeno took a deep breath. She knew that her silly little sister wouldn't give up so easily. She also had to admit that she had become a little complacent after gaining the advantage, which was why she had neglected to guard against her and hadn't had the private guards count the number of people entering and kick her out in time.

It must be said that the silly younger sister's surprise attack disrupted her composure for a time, and even turned the tide to some extent, but...

chirp~

Zeno acted with lightning speed, grabbing Xiluo's collar, holding the back of his head, and easily pressing his crimson lips to Xiluo's mouth.

Are you coming again?!

Shiloh's eyes widened; he hadn't expected Zeno to go mad too.

In front of a large audience, the heir of the Wells family made lip-binding pacts with two princesses in succession. This explosive news will surely be on the front page of major newspapers first thing tomorrow morning.

Holy crap...

Tonight's birthday banquet was a setup for entrapment, and His Majesty the Emperor, as one of the "bait," would naturally be present, though he hasn't shown himself yet.

Xi Luo felt a chill run down his spine. Although he had a good relationship with his uncle, he wasn't sure if the fact that his uncle had dug up two cabbages in a row would provoke his father-in-law's resentment.

Zeno's kiss wasn't very pleasant; their noses were touching, and his hard teeth were pressing against their lips, causing some pain.

However, perhaps due to the lip balm, Shiloh tasted a slightly sweet flavor, like a fine wine that had been sealed away for a long time.

After the kiss ended, Zeno stepped back a little, examining the red stain on Xiluo's lips, and couldn't help but smile foolishly.

Behind Shiloh, Otivia, who witnessed everything, remained expressionless, though a hint of gloom appeared in her pale gold eyes.

The sisters' gazes met and clashed in mid-air, separated by Shiloh's shoulder, sparks flying silently between them.

"Kissing is an expression of affection, not an apology~"

Zeno half-embraced Shiloh, looking at his foolish sister with a mocking smile.

The words have already been spoken so plainly, and they've already kissed; there's no way the arrow can stop once it's released.

Zeno took Xiluo's hand, gazed into his dark eyes, and continued what he had been unable to say before being interrupted.

"Xi Luo, to put it bluntly, I want to have an arranged marriage with you... or rather, get married. What if you don't want that?"

Zeno tossed her snow-white hair, releasing a unique fragrance that wafted towards her. The Blood Princess's face was no longer troubled, but filled with her familiar arrogance and pride.

Xi Luo was stunned. Zeno's words didn't sound like a joke. Only then did he realize that his best friend had actually taken a liking to him.

What else is there to say?

Since Zeno himself was willing, Shilo had no other reason to object and immediately wanted to agree.

Just as Shiloh was smiling and about to agree, Otivia sighed softly and expressionlessly set up a barrier, blocking the view of the outside guests.

Seeing the pure white barrier unfolding around them, Shiloh swallowed his words, frowned, and looked at Otivia behind him, asking, "What does this mean?"

Seeing that his chance to get engaged to Shilo had been interrupted once again, Zeno finally couldn't take it anymore. He walked past Shilo and started rolling up his sleeves, his face dark: "Otivia, have I been too kind to you?"

Instead of throwing a punch, Zeno skillfully pinched Otivia's cheeks on both sides, then pulled them apart forcefully and shook them up and down.

Soon, a bright blush appeared on Otivia's smooth, hard-boiled face.

Otivia didn't resist her savage older sister's abuse; instead, she obediently raised her little hand and mumbled, "I need to explain—"