My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Gavin was trying to strike up a conversation with several beautiful noble ladies, but they rejected him.

Wayne, meanwhile, expertly made himself a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa.

“Wayne.” Richard walked over and sat down next to him.

“Sorry, I don’t want to talk to you right now,” Wayne said coldly.

Richard wasn't angry; he just wanted to share his excitement with his friends.

“I knew it. Miss Aikos is a very good person.”

"..."

"Her strength is far greater than I imagined. Moreover, she is of noble character..."

A string of compliments came out of Prince Richard's mouth.

Whether it was because sugar was forgotten in his coffee or not, just by looking at his contorted expression, you could tell that the coffee in his cup must have tasted very bitter.

Seeing that Wayne seemed not to be listening at all, Richard shook his head.

“Wayne, if you ever met Miss Aikos, you would surely be captivated by her…bewitching charm,” he remarked.

A gentle smile played at the corners of her lips.

Wayne, unable to bear it any longer, put down his cup. "Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom."

“Perfect timing, I’ll come along too,” Richard said casually.

Gan!

Wayne went berserk.

Why should I endure this torment?!

Chapter 129 The Drama Club's First Rehearsal

"I feel that I am qualified to be a hero."

In the drama club, Lawrence was spouting nonsense. "Let Wayne be the king, Miss Chris be the princess, and Richard be the demon king to be slain."

"What are you thinking?" Wayne glared at him.

You, Lawrence, with your wolfish ambitions, still want to play the princess rescue drama?

With the school festival date fast approaching, the drama club finally had something to do.

However, with the addition of the two princes, as well as the dukes' children, herself and Chris, the other classmates had no choice but to obediently step aside, and the plot basically belonged to them, allowing them to do whatever they wanted.

On one side, Chris said with a smile, "It doesn't necessarily have to be me playing the princess. I can cross-dress as one too."

Lawrence suddenly realized what was happening and slammed his fist down.

"Then Wayne will be the princess, and Chris will be the queen!"

"Rejected!" Wayne shouted immediately, crossing his arms.

As he said this, his gaze unconsciously glanced at Chris a little bit before looking away.

It really feels like everything has gone back to how it was before.

I felt a little relieved.

I thought that after I exposed myself like that, she would hate me.

As for the future... let's talk about it later.

“If Chris wants to be the princess, then I have to be the hero,” Wayne said sternly.

The current script is a second revised version, with Chris expanding the plot again, adding many more details than the first draft.

The young hero who pulled the sword from the stone was commissioned by the king to slay the evil demon king, rescue the princess, and have a long scene where they express their deepest feelings for each other.

Finally, with the king as their witness, the hero and the princess held their wedding ceremony in the palace.

If he were to stand by and watch Chris marry another man, Wayne felt he could commit seppuku and bleed to death on the spot.

When he saw the wedding in the last episode of the anime, he wanted to punch the original author's head on the spot. Now that he has the power to change things, he will never let such a scene happen in front of him again.

Even if Chris doesn't like him, he can't stand watching her being all lovey-dovey with someone else in front of him!

"Hey—? That's so unfair!" Lawrence protested.

Ha! You're talking to me about fairness in this privileged academy where everyone has special privileges?

Wayne simply curled one corner of his mouth and gave a cold laugh.

“Who said I wanted to be a princess?” Chris rested her chin on her hand, looking at them with a half-smile. “I want to be a king.”

Wayne paused for a second, then immediately realized what was happening.

"If Chris becomes queen, I will become demon king!"

"No!" Lawrence exclaimed anxiously.

Doesn't this mean that he and Richard have to choose between the hero and the princess?

"Everyone—"

Prince Richard and the minister walked in from outside the event room, bringing new information.

"We have already secured the right to use the school theater on the day of the school fair. Among all the clubs, our facilities are already the best."

This was also a logistical preparation that everyone had planned in advance. As long as Prince Richard took charge, this little matter would be a piece of cake.

“Those are all minor details.” Lawrence raised his head and said in a dismissive tone, “Richard, the most important thing now is casting, don’t you think?”

Richard had already seen the plot, but he wasn't particularly interested in role-playing.

"It doesn't matter what role I play," he said, always the kind-hearted man.

The drama club's program rehearsals stalled right from the start.

When Wayne objected to Chris becoming the princess, someone else played the hero.

Lawrence wanted to play the hero himself, and Richard the demon king.

Chris only wants to play the king.

“Wouldn’t it be a perfect solution if we just made Wayne the princess?” Richard said after listening to their opinions.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Wayne's face darkened.

"Forget it, I'll just play a supporting role... Give me an insignificant character."

At his insistence, Chris eventually revised the script for him.

He was given the role of a prince, a companion to Her Majesty the Queen.

She was responsible for pulling the hero aside and crying, telling him that her daughter had been kidnapped by the Demon King and begging him to bring her back safely.

After receiving the lines, Wayne had mixed feelings.

"Even this small part of the scene was done by the Prince, so may I ask what Her Majesty the Queen is doing?"

Chris said matter-of-factly, "We're just watching a show!"

...You win.

There were also some less important roles, all of which were assigned to the experienced members of the drama club.

The minister explained the key points of the performance to them, and then forced them to get started.

"Everyone, please rehearse once without referring to the script."

He was only responsible for overall coordination, adjusting specific performance effects, and providing logistical support.

On stage, Lawrence finally got to play the role of the hero as he had wished.

The hero, wearing a bright red scarf, walked stiffly to the front of the stage, holding a sheet of paper covered in writing. He read it aloud emotionlessly: "I am a knight from the border of the nation!"

"In our country, there are legends about heroes."

"Legend has it that heroes are destined to protect the people of their land and possess the powerful ability to save the world from the Demon King."

"Whoever can come to the capital and pull out the sword from the stone will be the new hero!"

Lawrence looked down at the audience, his gaze hardening.

"Fate tells me that I am destined to be the chosen one who saves the world!"

The audience was completely silent.

“…Your Highness Lawrence,” the minister chuckled, “you should be a little more emotional, but this is just the first time, you’ll improve quickly.”

The scene transitions to a person carrying a wooden sign that reads "Royal Palace" as they walk past the stage.

Chris and Wayne appeared.

Chris was sitting on the high platform, with her legs crossed and her arms clasped over her chest.

Those extremely sharp and majestic eyes seemed to look down on all living beings, exuding an aura of power.

"Fantastic!" Upon seeing her appearance, the minister shouted silently from below and gave her a thumbs up.

Below the platform, Wayne paced back and forth in front of her, looking anxious and uneasy.

"Why hasn't the legendary hero appeared yet, even though the Demon King has already come and taken our daughter away?!" he shouted.

“Prince Wayne, could you please stop wandering around?” Chris asked coldly.

"Our daughter~ Why is she so unlucky~ Waaah—"

Wayne also walked up to the platform and sat down at Chris's feet, resting his hands on his forehead, looking extremely troubled by the matter.

"Stop!" the minister interjected, suggesting, "It would be better to revise this part; the Queen seems too ruthless."

Chapter 130 The Battle Between the Hero and the Demon King!

"Huh? Isn't it great?" Chris asked blankly.

“No, she can’t talk to her husband like that. Her daughter has been arrested.” The minister sighed.

“But as a king, he should have some dignity…” Chris tried to argue.

The minister explained, "It is precisely the tender side behind that dignified image that touches the hearts of the audience!"

Upon hearing this, Chris frowned and pondered for a while.

"That's true."

The two returned to their original positions.

After Wayne asked, "Why hasn't the hero appeared yet?" Chris said softly, "Perhaps there will be a result soon. Let's wait a little longer."

“Why is our daughter so unlucky—” Wayne also walked up to the platform and sat down, looking distressed.

Chris reached out and patted his back to comfort him.

"Your Majesty! Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a senior student, playing the role of the head guard, walked up to the two and reported, "The sword in the stone has been pulled out!"

Wayne stood up in surprise: "Who is it? I want to see him immediately!"

Scene transition.

Lawrence reappeared in the center of the stage.

"This! Is this the Sword in the Stone?!"

He stared at the wooden short sword in front of him, which was sandwiched between several books and barely kept upright.

"Bearing the heavy responsibility of saving the world, I can already feel the powerful force within it calling to me!"

"I—the chosen one—am hereby officially become a hero!"

After saying that, he walked up and pulled out the wooden sword.

However, as soon as the sword was freed from the support of the object, it immediately detached from the guard and fell onto the stage in full view of everyone.

Because the sword tip was pointing downwards, it bounced twice on the ground and flew a considerable distance.