Zongman: Endless Shuttle Chapter 1098

What will most people think when the unimaginable things really appear around them?

La Folia didn't know what other people thought.

She just made the choice that best suited her status based on her short and immature thirteen years of life experience and the royal education she received.

Remain respectful, strictly abide by etiquette, and then talk as peacefully and naturally as possible without violating these two major premises, so as to win the favor of the god named "Rope" for the Lihavain family.

Perhaps Princess Silver still felt a little uneasy at first, but after spending two days with Luo Pei, La Folia was surprised to find that this lord god was surprisingly easy to talk to.

As he himself said, the black-haired deity did not have the slightest bad temper, and he was familiar with any topic, and he was knowledgeable to an excessive degree.

Even sometimes when she inadvertently said childish words of a thirteen-year-old girl, Luo Pei could pick up without contempt, which even her mother could not do.

Is this the real "God"...

La Folia's blue eyes were filled with admiration.

In the courtyard of the royal palace, Princess Silver is on one side of the courtyard. She lay on the table with her head tilted, shaking her little feet in lace socks, staring at the black-haired young man with a drunken smile.

The latter is holding a blank book, writing his story.

Soon, Luo Pei put down the pen in his hand.

"finished."

La Folia immediately adjusted her expression and sat up straight without any trace, as if the rude gesture just now was an illusion.

She clasped her hands together and smiled sweetly.

"Master Luo Pei, do I still have the honor to be the first to read your novel?"

"Of course, Miss La Folia."

Luo Pei smiled and handed over the book in his hand.

"After reading it, please compare it with the "Call of Cthulhu" you read last time. I would like to know which of the two is better..."

One is written by himself, and the other is the original work of Lord Lovecraft.

Although Rope didn't expect his serious half-bottle of water to surpass Master Lovecraft, but... there must be an expectation, right?

The princess nodded slightly, and then carefully read the story written by Luo Pei.

In a comfortable afternoon, the maid stepped on the professionally trained footsteps and quietly replaced the princess and the black-haired youth with warm black tea and delicious snacks.

After a long time, La Folia put down the book in her hand and broke free from the dark world in the book.

"I kept you waiting for a long time... Mr. Luo Pei, this story is also very exciting, and it makes people feel chills in the back."

"Really? How does it compare with the previous article?"

"And the previous one...um."

The queen organizes the language.

"Please forgive me for my shallow vocabulary when I was young. Both of them have their own advantages, and they are both very good works. But the one I hold in my hands at the moment is as interesting as the novel you wrote before. The writing is a bit different... Should I say too rigid?"

As she said that, La Folia's eyes caught Luo Pei's slightly embarrassed expression, and she quickly changed the topic.

"Of course! This is just a virgin's joke! You must have a deeper reason for changing the proportion of fun, right?"

"Ah... um..."

The compliment that can be heard immediately, Luo Pei responded perfunctorily.

Still have to practice harder.

He doesn't intend to write a "forbidden book" full of evil power. If it is to be widely spread in the human race, the novel's interest cannot be ignored.

La Folia closed the book, looked at the battered black-haired god, and said softly with a move in her heart.

"Lord Luo Pei, did you say before that you have temporarily given up your identity as a "God" and want to set foot in this world as a "Horror Writer"? "

"I did."

Rope shrugged.

"Otherwise, how could you see me sitting here instead of in some majestic temple?"

The princess was amused by the black-haired youth's humor.

"The identity of a novel writer means that you want to publish your own work, right?"

"Um."

"So, are the Kingdom of Aldikia and the Lihavain family so honored to be able to represent you in this job?"

La Folia asked.

"Look, you don't seem to like the fanfare of the common people on your identity, but if the ignorant people can't understand the value of your brilliant words, wouldn't it make you feel unhappy? So in this matter, what do you think of an agent? It would be convenient, wouldn't it?"

"It makes sense...huh?"

Luo Pei glanced at Princess Silver, and saw the tension hidden under her smiling face.

Then the black-haired youth laughed.

Thanks to a thirteen-year-old girl who can say this without leaving a trace, the Lihavain family and the Kingdom of Aldikia have indeed produced an excellent princess...

"Since Ms. La Folia has said this, let me rely on the propaganda power of the Kingdom of Ardikia."

"Yes. Please rest assured."

La Folia's smile became even brighter.

"In the name of the Lihavain royal family, I will not let you down. Within two years at the latest, the famous book in your hand will occupy a place in the world!"

"...Try not to give me false momentum."

"Well, that's for sure."

Luo Pei picked up the black tea and continued talking casually.

“It’s also a kind of ‘contract’. As a reward for helping, if you have any troubles, La Folia, I will do my best. "

"Oh? How dare..."

"Are you sure you want to refuse?"