"Oh! There are so many kinds of magic? Truly unfathomable."
"Magic can be used this way?"
"The fourth prince is really a genius."
"Is this a Fars author? I would like to visit this great novelist!"
Sweating profusely, Charles hurriedly said, "No, you don't!"
"This author..."
"He has gone on a trip."
"Mm, a very long one, it is said he fell seriously ill and is searching for a very strange herb to cure his sickness."
Resting her chin in her hands, Princess May fell into thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Don't talk about this book anymore, I think you're terrible at storytelling, ruining a good novel. When I get to Fars, I will buy the original and read it myself. Until then, you shall not spoil the story for me."
Although Princess May's face was covered by a black robe, Charles believed that beneath it, the Great Eldest Princess must be looking down her nose at him.