The Girl He Dumped Becomes a Billionaire.

Chapter 5

"Honorable Emperor, the head of the Knights of the Grand Duchy of Norsca greets you on behalf of that female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, and wishes that you play an active role in the diplomacy between the two countries that is no less than that of the previous Emperor." The leader, Lucius, had a look that made countless people fall in love with him. He had an upright stance, yet he did not have an exaggerated physique that made people retreat like the gladiators in the coliseum, instead he was full of refined beauty.

If it wasn't for that dazzling red hair, Lucius might have been the signboard at the church's celebration.

The young Emperor of Odin had also heard a little about this illegitimate son of this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca.

He joined the Knights of the Grand Duchy of Norsca at the age of fourteen, entered the Matar Squire Training Camp at the age of fifteen, and at the age of seventeen, he assumed the position of Knight Commander of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, and became the second youngest Matar Holy Knight in history.

Had it not been for his illegitimate birth, any ruler would have considered making this outstanding scion his heir.

Yet with Lucius being so outstanding, the female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca still disliked him, but that didn't stop the female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca from rehiring the bastard and pushing his prospects to a certain extent.

"Your Excellency, I am very sorry for the friendship between the two nations." Odin's young emperor lowered his eyes and avoided responding to Lucius' sarcasm, while also warning Lucius not to raise the engagement between the two to the level of national diplomacy.

If this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca or Marianne were here, they would definitely say that Odin's Little Emperor was being sophomoric.

After all, the boundaries of royal marriages have always been blurred, but no one would believe that the last Emperor of Odin really let his only son get engaged to Marianne out of gratitude to the female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca.

"Your Majesty, you have a mouth fit to be a diplomat." Lucius was several years older than Odin's young emperor, plus the fact that Odin's young emperor was still underage, so visually, Lucius was nearly a head taller than Odin's young emperor, which gave the latter an unpleasant feeling of being scorned.

Tsk! It was so tempting to gouge this man's eyes out.

Odin's little emperor still had the same gentle, elegant demeanor, but after he closed the distance with Lucius, he said in a voice that only the two could hear, "You look like you'd like to punch me in the face."

Lucius' golden eyes met Emperor Odin's cloudy pupils and said without hiding, "If you weren't the Emperor, I'd punch you hard in the face."

"That would be a shame." Odin's little emperor still had that owed look, "After all, a wild dog can no longer be a family dog by wagging its tail at its master."

At this moment, the Little Emperor of Odin who ripped off his disguise was not a star sickening in Lucius' eyes.

"Follow your master back to the Grand Duchy of Norsca!"

"Filthy cunts."

"You're sure there's nothing missing." Lucius watched Marianne's servants carry the things she was taking back home, and quite naturally took the parasol from the butler's hand, shielding Marianne from a patch of not-so-bright sunlight: "You'd better be careful, because I don't want to turn around in the middle of it."

"Don't worry, I don't want to go looking at little Emperor Odin's face either." Marianne glanced at Lucius' handsome face and could guess what he had said to Odin's little emperor without the other man having to initiate the conversation, "If it's hard to say I'm missing something, I'd have to ask Odin's little emperor about it."

"Why?"

"Because what I left out was a slap." Marianne, unsurprisingly, saw the slightly surprised look in Lucius' eyes and explained slowly, "Before you arrived, I threw a slap in the face of Odin's little emperor, which I regretted immensely because I should have slapped him more often so that he could be symmetrical on both sides."

Lucius didn't think he should make a fool of himself worrying about Marianne's mental state, since the guy was the child of this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca and had inherited their mother's innate desire for power.

Instead of worrying about an all-or-nothing half-sister, Lucius felt he should keep his mind on himself.

After all, the heir to the Grand Duchy of Norsca and the Count of Kalda was neither Lucius nor Marianne, who had been withdrawn from her marriage three times, but this female Grand Duke of Norsca and the only legitimate son of the Count of Kalda.

A prince that both Lucius and Marianne hate.

--Henry.Lorraine.Norsca-Dunava.

"Before I saw you, I thought it would be Henry who came to fetch me." Marianne, on her way home, exchanged glances with Lucius, who was in the rare position of not riding.

Abigail, who had been accompanying Marianne, couldn't stand the Paladin's sickening breath and invited herself to go and weep into the wind with the coachman, just so Lucius would have a chance to whisper something to Marianne.

"This female Grand Duke knows that you don't get along with His Highness Henry, and more than that, she doesn't want Odin to look at the joke that is the Grand Duchy of Norsca, so she asked me to come and fetch you." Lucius looked Marianne up and down and said with a slight sense of helplessness, "Can you guarantee that when His Highness Henry comes to pick you up, you won't get into a fight with him?"

Marianne propped up her right cheek and retorted meaningfully, "Can you make sure Henry doesn't mouth off to me first?"

"If he doesn't mouth off to you, what's the point of him coming to get you?" Lucius subconsciously followed up, only to find himself looking like a self-contradictory douchebag.

"Never mind, let's not talk about this unpleasant subject." Lucius sighed and casually asked, "What's next for you?"

Don't look at Marianne who had her parents lending a hand and gold and silver to settle down, but in traditional society, a noblewoman like her who had been withdrawn from marriage three times was a complete and utter loser, and was the object of countless people's pity.

Even if she has lived a life more extravagant than some duchesses, the scenery is infinite, so what.

There wouldn't be any great nobles who would be willing to marry a noble lady who had been withdrawn from marriage three times!

And even if a nobleman of too low a rank is willing to marry into the Grand Duchy of Norsca, he won't be seen by Marianne.

Moreover, this female Grand Duke of Norsca and Earl Kalda had a legitimate son, so she could not afford to cheapen her son-in-law's family.

"Why are you asking about something I haven't even given much thought to myself?" Marianne, on the contrary, thought more calmly than Lucius: "Days pass day by day, and who can predict what will happen in the future."

"But right now, I do have something I want to do immediately."

Just when Lucius thought he had nothing to say to Marianne, the latter suddenly thought of something, and her eyes suddenly lit up as she said, "While passing through Segaunt, I would like to visit the largest slave trading market in Odin."

Lucius: "You can have an intermediary bring goods to your door if you want to buy slaves."

"No, the intermediary isn't a mind reader and naturally doesn't know what I really want." Marianne refused, "Besides part of the fun of shopping is picking out the hidden goodies."

Marianne had been involved in Norsca's family business at a young age, so she knew that some of the owners would always save the finale for a VIP customer who was willing to come to their door, rather than an intermediary who was likely to resell it.