CHAPTER THIRTEEN – A PREDICAMENT THAT HE DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR
Laurence didn't know how many times that he spouts curses mentally and he knew no one would answer his questions, which makes him even more frustrated.
The original soul has ceased to exist the moment he was sent to this world.
He might have a general idea about the situation since he had looked through with the original Laurence's memories, but he didn't know what to do at first.
'Seriously? Why did I agree in the first place? If I have known that this would happen, I shouldn't have accepted this offer! I didn't sign up for this!'
Laurence didn't know how many times that he mentally screams and cussing the original owner while thinking of the ways on how to mass-murder a certain someone.
He didn't know how minutes had passed as he exhausted his mind from cussing the original owner that he took a deep breath to calm himself.
After that, he finally accepts his own fate.
'Well, since I am already here anyway, might as well do my part. I already keep my promise to that jerk even though having this pretty boy body and appearance as a welcome gift! Argh!'
He wants to vomit because the more he looks at the mirror, the more he felt even more frustrated.
'Just what in the f*cking hell that he has such a feminine body! Not being narcissistic, but the original Laurence would be more like a princess than being a prince! He is much more beautiful than the other noble ladies out there!'
Now that he thinks about it, Laurence looked at the mirror once again.
After inspecting himself in the mirror, he gave a satisfying nod and smirks.
'Not bad. It looks like I can use this to my advantage if that's the case.'
Back when he was still an assassin, sometimes he needs to disguise for his missions and one of those are… of course, cross-dressing as a woman.
'The original Laurence is known for being an introvert person and no one paid attention to him because of his reputation as a magical wastrel.'
Laurence could sympathize with the original one, as he could see some similarities between the two of them they had with one another.
Back in the day when he was still young, those were the times that he felt he was nothing but a weak child with no protection from the surrounding adults.
That might be the reason as he grew up too fast and learned the horrors of the world which makes him to harden himself in the face of challenges in his life.
He remembers back then, since others often told him about his refined features, that he can take advantage of any situation that he encountered. At first, he didn't understand what that means.
However, as the years had come by, he understand what it means.
Laurence shook off his head to clear his thoughts from the past.
'If that is the case then, this would come in handy for future plans. It would be better to keep myself hidden for now and not to draw unwanted attention to myself.'
Laurence (Dark Phoenix) is used to portraying different roles when doing his missions from back then.
Sometimes he needs to act pitifully or like a dense idiot in order for the target to lower their guards and that would be the perfect time to kill his targets.
It might sound dirty and tricky but, in the world where bloodshed and trickery exist, the former assassin doesn't have a choice but to resort to those kinds of tactics.
However, in his situation right now, it will be a unique case.
Since his status right now is a Prince, he needs to be cautious in every action that he takes.
He wouldn't risk himself to be the center of attention since, at the moment, he is nothing but a powerless prince.
'The original Laurence's appearance is like a blessing in disguise. Although I will experience worse humiliation for being a magical wastrel and a perfect target to be disposed, this would be better if you ask me.'
Also, it would be better for Laurence if he works out on strengthening himself in secrecy.
'This body is too weak for me to move around! I just got lucky earlier to catch the knife that was thrown in my direction.'
If Laurence (Dark Phoenix) hasn't taken over the body, he would suffer a fatal injury from that assassination attempt.
To think that there are nobles out there but didn't bother to become alert when that happens.
'That means… those nobles prepared themselves to have an alibi for the incident in case if there would be an investigation to happen.'
For now, he wouldn't think about that incident since it doesn't concern him anymore and it would be better for him to focus on the matters at hand.
Laurence went to the sink and cleaned his hands. That wounded him earlier that almost got him hit back at the banquet.
'Speaking of, I have a feeling that someone is watching me at the banquet. It's doesn't hold a malicious intent, and it's more likely… Ah! Whatever! I'll just deal with it later.'
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*ACHOOO!
Axel and Devon both sneeze up at the same time and the people around the table look at both of them with confuse gazes.
"Is there something wrong?"
Duke Albert asked the duo as he notice that both of them didn't feel alright.
"Father, may I excuse myself for a moment? I'll take Devon with me"
Devon could tell that his master didn't want to be in the same room with his parents, and he understand that feeling.
'To think that the Albert household is rotten to the core. Thankfully, my master isn't like them.'
It wasn't surprising for Devon since most of the nobles, especially the higher-class nobles, had a dirty little secret on their own to keep themselves.
However, it's disappointing that the Duke Albert household would also stoop down their level like that when they were from a family of war heroes.
Both Axel and Devon excuse themselves as the Duke let them off and Axel went off first, followed by Devon as they leave the banquet.
"Have you already sent someone to observe the Fifth Prince?"
They were already at the secluded area, and no one was within the vicinity that could hear what they were discussing.
Devon; "Yes. Also, the Fifth Prince is at the restroom as of the moment"
Axel nodded as he held his chin up to think of something.
Devon didn't speak after that as he observe his master on the sidelines and only waited for further orders.
"Tell the person who you sent to observe the Fifth Prince that by the end of this week, I will need a full report about their observation"
Devon; "Yes. As you ordered"
Axel sigh; "Do you think that someone talk behind our backs earlier? I feel like my ears are itching or something"
'That's a random statement just now. What is he even saying?'
Devon just shrugged off his shoulders, as he didn't even know what to say either.