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Chapter 545: Chapter 425 Let’s Celebrate the New Year Together_2 Chapter 545: Chapter 425 Let’s Celebrate the New Year Together_2 “He should only dare to call you ‘Your Majesty the Queen.'”

Aiwass joked, “Certainly wouldn’t dare to call you ‘sister.'”

After that, the two exchanged a smile.

Ligeia held her hot beer that she brewed herself, sipping it bit by bit, while giving them a sidelong glance with her dead-fish eyes.

After that natural kiss, the atmosphere between the two had subtly changed.

Most evidently, Isabel had become markedly more bold.

Before, she clearly didn’t dare to tease Aiwass, nor act coquettishly around him, only daring to approach him proactively about official matters…

At all other times, she waited for Aiwass to come to her.

And Aiwass, beforehand, respected but kept a certain distance from Isabel.

Rather than a friend, he seemed more like an elder or a teacher.

Although verbally, the two hadn’t formally acknowledged their relationship, the essence of the atmosphere and the way they interacted had already changed.

Ligeia easily noticed this change in atmosphere.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t had a love affair in her youth.

Seeing Isabel’s smiling face only gave her a feeling of sourness in her teeth.

—Tsk, too much lemon in this beer, it’s souring my teeth.

Ligeia thought to herself.

On Aiwass’s side, in fact, there had been a backlog of work originally accumulating, waiting for Isabel to deal with.

After the new king’s coronation, touring the nation for five days, he was bound to return to a pile of accumulated work.

And the half day of early return was intended for dealing with these backlogged tasks.

The contract with Geront, matters concerning Emma, the newly appointed Minister of Commerce whom Aiwass had killed, applying pressure to Minister Camelot, the gifts those ministers offered her…

These were things Aiwass had originally left for Isabel to handle.

Because, in Aiwass’s view before, it was essential to maintain a good monarch-subject relationship with Isabel.

If Isabel trusted Aiwass enough, then he couldn’t casually squander that trust.

Thus, although he could do some things on his personal will, any necessary procedures needed to be followed upon her return.

…But now, Aiwass felt he could keep himself busier.

Those things that in principle required Isabel’s nod of approval, her signature for confirmation, he could preliminarily put into effect on his own, resolves them with his signature.

Like the business contract with Geront, for example.

Mainly because Aiwass had started to feel somewhat sorry for Isabel.

After all, it was the last day of the year, and it wouldn’t hurt to give her a half-day off…

There were busy days ahead tomorrow and the day after.

Let her have a good rest this afternoon.

Once she’s thoroughly relaxed, he could then summarize and report to Isabel.

“Lily,” Aiwass instructed, “You go to the Supervisory Court later.

Tell Edward to come directly to the Hall of Silver and Tin after work…

Or just give him a call, that’s fine too.

Forget it, just call him directly to avoid you having to make an extra trip.”

“Yes,” Lily nodded in agreement.

“Lulu, have you decided where you want to go this afternoon?”

Aiwass turned his head to Isabel and reminded her, “But as we are still in a period of mourning, it could be hard if you want to watch an opera or other entertainment.

And with the New Year approaching, you might not find many orchestras on Glass Island either.”

“No need.”

Isabel shook her head gently, obediently replying, “I want to accompany my teacher.”

“Master Yanis?”

Aiwass realized, “Speaking of which, where did she go today?”

He suddenly became aware that he hadn’t seen the usually lively elf that day.

Normally, one could always hear her cheerful and graceful laughter from the paintings.

Today, even more so, he had kissed Isabel in the bedroom…

Normally, Yanis should have poked her head out with a smile on her lips.

And she didn’t show up even at the lunch gathering.

After the funeral the day after tomorrow, Master Yanis will be leaving.

Now it’s even earlier than year’s end…

She’s not in the Hall of Silver and Tin, where has she run off to now?

“I don’t know.”

Isabel shook her head, “But I guess…

she must be at the place where she first met her grandmother.

Probably in the Red Queen District, but I have no idea exactly where.”

“Then let me go with you to look for her.”

Aiwass chuckled, extending his hand to Isabel, “We might as well visit the teachers on the way…”

“However, you’re not suitable to be walking around outside with that appearance.

By the way, you didn’t use this face when you went to gather information from those people, did you?”

“Of course not!”

Isabel proudly puffed out her chest, as if asking for praise, “I have already mastered the Strength of ‘Resilient Illusion’…

My appearance can change at will.”

As she spoke, a green Path light shone in her pupils.

Isabel placed her hand on her face, a light pink radiance blooming between her fingers.

As she gently stroked her face, she instantly changed to another appearance.

Under the influence of the Illusion Technique, Isabel’s hair turned white, and her pupils blue.

She seemed to shrink several sizes overall.

—Apart from the blue color of the eyes instead of red, she looked very much like Yulia.

Aiwass tried to reach out and touched her head, while Isabel happily leaned in to let Aiwass do so.

It was quite magical, there was no slipping through, and no touching of an invisible head in the void.

Aiwass indeed felt at a lower position than Isabel the same sensation as Yulia’s hair, almost identical.

Obviously, because Isabel had spent enough time with Yulia, she was able to become her with uncanny accuracy.

“…This is Resilient Illusion?”

Aiwass exclaimed, “Had I not been watching you use the Illusion Technique, you might have really fooled me for a moment.”

The reason for ‘a moment’ was because Yulia would never smile so coyly with curved eyes, showing a kitten-like coquettish grin.

“I intentionally left some flaws,” Isabel was slightly indignant, “If I had completely turned into Yulia and focused on playing the role, I think you might not have been able to see through it—I am a ‘Prodigy’.

Acting is also one of my strengths.”

But as she was saying this, Aiwass suddenly realized, “So when you were asking questions before, whose appearance were you using?

It wasn’t Yulia’s, was it?”@@novelbin@@

“…Eh-he?” Isabel suddenly started playing dumb.

“It wasn’t me, was it?”

Aiwass immediately guessed the likelihood.

Isabel defended herself, “I did make quite a few modifications!

If they meet you later, at most they’ll find you vaguely familiar, they definitely won’t recognize you!”

—Had it been in the past, she would probably be carefully apologizing by now.

She wouldn’t have the energy to argue with Aiwass like she is doing now.

But this way of interacting actually made Aiwass feel more relaxed.

So, with a smile, Aiwass reached out and tousled the hair of “Yulia” or rather Isabel, “Then we are even.”

Isabel clutched her head, which distorted as she reverted back to her original form.

Her natural hair had also turned messy.

“…Humph.” Isabel wrinkled her nose, but couldn’t help laughing out loud.

She wasn’t usually so prone to laughter, but today she just couldn’t stop smiling.

It felt like gazing upon a bright sunny day, utterly refreshing.

Next time I’ll use your face!

Isabel thought fiercely as she covered her head.