Chapter 218

On a larger scale, she deliberately instigated King Jarvan III's hatred of mages in order to gain promotion, and she also arranged a political marriage with Eldred, the commander of the Mageseeker Order, before the Mageseekers's power was about to rise, intending to gain power that would almost control all of Demacia in the future—this is disloyalty.

She was disloyal and unjust; she was guilty of both.

"And another thing, she's clearly very well-maintained, has a great figure, and is reasonably good-looking. Even in her thirties, she only exudes mature sexiness without a single flaw like wrinkles, yet she's always completely covered up in armor..."

"She should be charged with 'being stingy'..."

"Disloyal, unjust, and stingy... bad, so very bad!"

"A pure and simple bad woman!"

Chen Ce joked to himself as he buttoned up the last button of his uniform collar.

Last night's lesson to Tianna left him feeling refreshed—he'd disliked that old woman for a long time. A selfish and wicked woman.

[Mr. Chen Ce, what are you talking to yourself about?]

A familiar voice echoed in my mind, Sona's stunning figure appeared by the door—she was holding a shovel in her hand and wearing an apron that barely covered her ample bosom.

She prepared breakfast as usual.

"It's nothing, just talking to myself," Chen Ce replied with a smile.

It's really nice to have someone prepare breakfast for you every morning when you wake up.

Sona's attire at home was not as formal as when she performed on stage. Her flowing gauze skirt was replaced with shorts that did not reach her knees, her conservative top was replaced with a loose shirt, and her two smooth blue ponytails were all let down, cascading down like a waterfall onto her slender waist.

She now looks like a gentle and virtuous wife... a very young newlywed wife who puts her heart into making breakfast every morning and is full of enthusiasm and anticipation for life.

[If you're not busy, come have breakfast! We'll be late if we don't hurry!]

"Okay." Chen Ce straightened his collar and followed the girl to the dining table in a cheerful mood.

Sona's cooking skills are excellent, a direct inheritance from her mother.

Furthermore... if you were to sit at the same table with her for a meal, roughly 99% of men would understand the true meaning of "beauty is food for the eyes"—she's practically the best "seasoning" in the world.

If one is fortunate enough to taste it, it is truly something to long for.

[What's wrong?] Sona blinked in confusion, feeling the stare, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all—after spending these days together, she was now able to face this man of the same age in front of her quite naturally.

She left Ionia when she was very young, and Chen Ce told her everything that happened in Ionia afterward... as well as those magnificent, dazzling, and even incredible wonders. She loved chatting with Chen Ce.

Most importantly, she didn't even use sign language when she was with Chen Ce.

For many years, Chen Ce was the first person who could "hear" her voice.

This kind of equal exchange made her feel very satisfied.

Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?

Sona smiled and pursed her lips, trying to lick the non-existent grain of rice off her full lips.

She could even "make sounds" while moving her mouth: [There's nothing there... Could it be somewhere I can't reach?]

Chen Ce smiled but remained silent.

The girl stood up abruptly, leaning her body as far as possible from the table to the opposite side—her excessively full breasts were hanging precariously, almost touching the table. [I can't see my face... Could you please help me get them down, Mr. Chen Ce?]

"Of course." Chen Ce reached out a hand and gently pinched the girl's fair and delicate face.

He then gave it a light, flirtatious shave.

But when he pulled his hand back, there was nothing between his two fingers.

[Huh...?] Sona tilted her head in confusion, looking quite cute. [What did you take down?]

"Air, I took air," Chen Ce laughed.

[What... does that mean? I don't understand...]

It means your face is actually completely bare.

[Huh?] Sona was even more confused.

"I only looked at you because I wanted to," Chen Ce admitted frankly. "You're very good-looking, so I kept staring at you."

[What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden...?] Finally, Sona, who had been acting completely natural, blushed slightly. [Then... then what happened to your face just now...?]

"I told you, I was just trying to catch air." Chen Ce chuckled again, making no attempt to hide his actions. "Of course I'd be happy to touch your pretty face at your request."

[The request... where is it...?] Sona lowered her head, her small, fair hands lightly touching each other under the table. [Mr. Chen Ce really... he actually lied to me...]

"I'm not lying to you. At most, I've 'failed to report' what I know... Well, I'll just report what I know from now on."

[That would be great...]

"Well then, Miss Sona, I have something to report to you now." With that, Chen Ce stood up.

[What's wrong...?] Sona, somewhat curious.

But instead of an answer, she received Chen Ce's "body language"—

As she lowered her head, Chen Ce suddenly walked over and picked her up.

[Eh...?!] Before Sona could react, she was completely picked up by the other person—and even lifted off her seat.

It's almost like... picking me up to do that weird thing...

This posture... it just feels... creepy...

[I'm very heavy...]

"No, Miss Sona isn't heavy at all." Chen Ce easily picked up the girl, their bodies almost touching.

That alluring softness... and that unique fragrance... it's simply irresistible.

"You said before that if I wanted to hug you... I could hug you every morning before leaving the house, right?"

[Hmm... I did say that... if you want...] Sona nodded cautiously, then carefully raised her hand.

She placed her hands on his back, responding to the hug shyly yet warmly.

Her face flushed red, and her whole body felt hot.

[Mr. Chen Ce... is like a cute little kid... I need to hug him every day...]

"Because Miss Sona's hug feels so warm and comfortable, I really like it." Chen Ce smiled and gradually loosened his embrace.

Clang! Only he could hear the sound of the Heartsteel.

It was still as crisp as ever, still as melodious as ever.

Daily steel stacking (1/1)√

[Me too...] Sona's voice became soft and weak, as uncontrollable as her burning body.

[Mr. Chen Ce's hug... was so warm... I've never experienced such intense emotion before... I...]

Sona kept her head down, unable to see her toes. Blushing, she delivered her "hug" speech, oblivious to...

Chen Ce had already left after finishing stacking the steel.

"I'm leaving now. See you later, dear Miss Sona."

[I really like it... Eh? Mr. Chen Ce... Ah, see you later...]

The door closed softly with a bang, but the girl's racing heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Mr. Chen Ce... has left us so suddenly again...

He always does it first... and he always runs away first...

He really did...

Is she someone who likes you but is also very shy?

It was another pleasant morning.

I felt refreshed after stacking the steel.

On his way to the Mageseeker Order camp, Chen Ce couldn't help but secretly admire Sona —she was truly a kind person. Every day, she would generously let him fold steel, and she felt incredibly soft to the touch—overall soft, yet with exceptionally firm and slender curves in all the right places. It was practically the kind of super figure that only appears in comics, with that perfect waist-to-hip ratio.

It's so great that she won't have any dirty thoughts and blush, hug her chest, and yell "Pervert, get away!"

She definitely didn't think of herself as the kind of person who would have feelings for her.

She definitely only sees me as a friend.

This is magnanimity, this is vision, this is purity; it makes stacking steel much easier.

Good relationships should be maintained with Steel Gate; Sona is truly a good friend.

Praise Sona, praise be to the Steel Gate...

Filled with anticipation for the future, Chen Ce strode into the Mageseeker Order' camp.

It was the same familiar scene, the same familiar faces— the Mageseekers were training in unison, and judging from their heavy breathing, they had been practicing for at least two and a half hours.

Chen Ce had just leisurely strolled over.

"Good morning, Chen Ce." Jonathan, the leader of the Mageseekers squad, had to greet him with a big smile.

This is the benefit of "getting in through connections"...

As Chen Ce responded to the squad leader's greeting, he recalled Garen's hearty smile—the scene of him saying, "I assure you, I will never abuse my power for personal gain or give you special privileges," was still vivid in his mind.

Garen's face... square, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks like the kind of person who is very upright, honest, and even a bit simple-minded.

His eyes always burned with a passion, like an inexhaustible source of energy... Yes, just like that... Hmm?

A familiar face suddenly appeared from the side.

Chen Ce was taken aback at first, then uttered the other person's name. "Garen...?"

"Good morning." The tall man who suddenly appeared looked up at the sun, his expression not so pleasant. "You seem to be a little late, Chen Ce."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

"Real?"

"Really, I'm two hours late." Garen pointed to the sun overhead, then looked at his sweat-soaked clothes—he had been waiting here for hours and was almost cooked by the sun.

"I've been squatting here since before dawn, and I've been squatting here ever since."

"Oh... I'm really sorry." Chen Ce scratched his head. "Because I encountered some trouble last night... I fought with someone to protect a beautiful young woman, so I was late getting up this morning."

"Huh? Is that so?" Upon hearing that the other party did it to save someone, Garen's displeasure vanished instantly.

"Yes, I was surrounded by people last night," Chen Ce said.

"Are you alright?" Garen asked with concern. "Where's the person you're supposed to protect?"

We're both okay. We won.

"That's great... that's understandable." Garen breathed a sigh of relief, no longer bothered by the other's lateness—he respected discipline, but cared even more about the safety of the Demacia people. "By the way, who did you fight?"

"A woman, in her thirties, carrying a sword, very arrogant."

"There are people like this?"

"Yes, she even had people gang up on me, but luckily I was more skilled."

"That sounds awful... Did you teach her a lesson? That vicious, wicked woman?"

"I guess so, but I let her go in the end."

"Huh? You're still too soft-hearted, Chen Ce... You should teach her a lesson and send her to jail!"

"I definitely will next time if there's a chance." Chen Ce smiled, suddenly wondering how the other person would react if they knew that the [vicious, wicked woman] was actually his aunt.

Furthermore... judging from Garen's appearance, he probably knows nothing about what happened last night.

Tianna kept the "secret" a secret.

"Let's not talk about that now. What brings you here?"

"Yes, and it's important." Garen nodded. "To be precise, it's not that I'm looking for you."

Who is that?

"Your Highness"