I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 762 - 470: Broken Sword_2

As the main character of tonight’s dinner, Prince Dazlert naturally attracted the attention of everyone present. He stopped in his steps and, with a gentlemanly bow and hand on his chest, said with a face full of apology:

"I apologize for being a bit delayed by some matters, I hope it hasn’t affected everyone’s mood."

"Of course not, Your Highness the Prince."

A middle-aged Earl from a nearby table humbly responded.

The Prince smiled and nodded in acknowledgment as he sat down in the seat of honor.

Princess Anna followed closely behind and sat to his left. However, the young and beautiful princess seemed to be in a bad mood, her expression cold, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. Anyone with discernment could tell that something unpleasant must have happened between her and the Prince; otherwise, she wouldn’t show such a sullen face on such an important occasion.

"Anna."

Prince Dazlert glanced at his sister and whispered a reminder.

But Princess Anna didn’t even look at him, just sat indifferently in her chair without touching anything on the table.

"Anna, today is your brother’s birthday, don’t be like this... I promise you, after the dinner ends, I will definitely get that painting back, okay?"

Prince Dazlert consoled her patiently.

"It really wasn’t you who ordered it to be moved?"

Princess Anna asked, frowning.

"I’m sorry to have caused such a deep misunderstanding... I swear to the Father King, it definitely wasn’t me."

Prince Dazlert whispered softly.

Anna was silent for a few seconds before she started eating, and the Prince sighed in relief.

Although their voices weren’t loud, many of the guests were Transcendents, and the higher-ups from every major power were of Saint Level, so they could easily overhear the conversation.

The guests couldn’t help but be curious about which painting could have caused discord between the Prince and Princess—could it be some rare and precious masterpiece in the world?

Only Chen Lun knew that the "painting" they were referring to likely pertained to the Royal Family’s portrait area, specifically the "Chair of No One" that represented Arno. It was probably its mysterious disappearance that upset Princess Anna and made her take out her frustration on her elder brother, Prince Dazlert.

After the meal.

The tables were removed by the attendants, clearing the area for a dance floor, and the court musicians atop the high stage changed their previous leisurely tunes to something more upbeat.

The guests gathered around, with the gentlemen leading their partners into the dance floor, moving gracefully to the music.

It was at this moment that Princess Anna, with graceful steps, slowly approached a gentleman in a black hat. Many distinguished onlookers noticed this scene, showing surprised and admiring expressions.

Unexpectedly, someone had caught Princess Anna’s eye.

Who was this man?

"I apologize, Miss, but I need to borrow this gentleman by your side for a moment."

Princess Anna first turned towards Floey and spoke softly.

Her tone was somewhat formal, yet it seemed indifferent.

Floey nodded lightly in consent, as Chen Lun had already explained to her that Princess Anna would dance with him and that it meant nothing else. She acted coldly to avoid exposing the fact that they knew each other.

"Fine then."

Floey’s ethereal voice sounded gently.

She let go of the hand and even cast a glance at Chen Lun, a hint of emotion hiding in her pale violet eyes... Even though she knew this was just a ruse, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Thank you."

Princess Anna said and then offered her fair and slender hand towards Chen Lun, no words of invitation uttered, but her action conveyed her intent.

Chen Lun took off his hat and gracefully accepted the Princess’s hand, and the two of them slowly entered the dance floor. Curious glances from the surrounding guests followed them, and even Prince Dazlert, sitting on a sofa by the edge of the dance floor, looked their way.

"I heard you made a remarkable contribution on the western battlefield and did a lot for the Prince?"

Princess Anna started the dance with grace and poise, inquiring softly.

Chen Lun pretended as though it were their first meeting and replied very politely and humbly:

"I wouldn’t call it remarkable, just did what needed to be done, fulfilling my duty, Your Highness the Princess."

"But I have heard quite a few praises about you."

Under his strong arm, Princess Anna twirled, her white, crystal-like dress fluttering.

Unaffected by the dance, Chen Lun maintained a steady breath, and laughed lightly in response: freewebnoveℓ.com

"It’s nothing but an empty reputation, Your Highness needn’t mind it."

"Heh... are you a Destiny Faction Transcendent?"

Princess Anna smiled and then shifted the conversation.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chen Lun nodded slightly.

As the dance entered a more relaxed phase, their movements slowed, and they came very close face to face. The unique woody scent of her perfume wafted into his nose, and Chen Lun could even catch a faint citrus-like fragrance.

But his [Five Senses Perception] told him that the source of the fragrance was actually the diamond-studded tiara on the Princess’s smooth, golden hair.

’This is a Mysterious Object...’

Chen Lun was certain in his mind.

"I’d like to ask for your help, Mr. Jack Spett."

Princess Anna raised her head and looked at him.

"Your Highness, please say."

"Help me restore this thing."

From behind her folded skirt at the back of her waist, the Princess produced a 20-centimeter-long columnar object wrapped in a black cloth.

At the first glance, Chen Lun felt something odd about it.