The Male Leads Were Stolen by the Extra Chapter 70

 

A few days later.

 

The day of the celebration dawned.

 

“Miss! How do you want your hair to be done? Should I let it down? Or should I put it up?”

 

“I think you look better with it down today!”

 

Several attendants had been by Sellonia’s side since morning, helping her with her makeup.

 

She agreed with Ella’s suggestion and decided to let her hair down.

 

It was the first time she had ever been so splendidly dressed up after possessing the body.

 

Sellonia looked away from her evolving appearance in the mirror and lost herself in thought.

 

“How strange.”

 

A few days ago, all the letters addressed to her were incinerated.

 

According to the maids, a sudden fire had destroyed all the letters.

 

Although Sellonia naturally suspected Tan, he denied it.

 

She couldn’t shake off her suspicions, and Tan had been acting strangely for the past few days. After the day he asked her about the Demon King, he hadn’t been home.

 

Today, as soon as he finished breakfast, he stormed off, either to the shantytown or out.

 

Regarding what is so strange about that… Tan usually stayed at the mansion all day after visiting the shantytown, glued to her.

 

And if she went out, he’d usually chase after her.

 

However these days, he’s been wandering around so much that it’s rare to see him outside of mealtimes or midnight.

 

It’s no exaggeration to say they’d spend all their time together, except when they were sleeping, so his sudden, frequent absences left a feeling of emptiness.

 

‘Empty, you say.’

 

Sellonia wondered if she was crazy.

 

No matter how comfortable she’d become, no matter how much memory he had lost, he was still the Demon King.

 

“Come to think of it…”

 

She mentally calculated the days and realized that less than a week remained until the deadline she’d initially negotiated with him.

 

“If I held his hand every midnight for a month, he’d let me leave the mansion.”

 

Is that why? Is he looking for a place to live since he’s moving out soon?

 

If that’s the case, she could help him, thanks to all the help he’d given her. If only he’d said so.

 

Yet he didn’t say anything.

 

Out of curiosity, she’d asked him yesterday where he’d been lately, but he brushed it off as nothing special.

 

For a moment, Sellonia paused, dumbfounded at herself for caring so much about his private life.

 

‘Ha. Fine. It’s up to him.’

 

As long as he hadn’t recovered his memories, as long as it wasn’t dangerous, it wasn’t her concern what he did.

 

The Storm guild leader hadn’t contacted her yet.

 

Finding more information in the spellbook didn’t help, so there was still no progress on what Grace had fed Emily and the other male leads.

 

“Miss! You’re so beautiful!”

 

“Aah, what should I do? I think I’m going blind!”

 

Praises as loud as Ella’s were heard from all around.

 

“You’re the star of the celebration, but you’ll be even more so!”

 

The maids who had helped with her makeup were all blushing with excitement.

 

Sellonia, thinking the preparations were ready as she listened to them, looked in the mirror before her, startled.

 

Even though she saw her face every day, it felt completely different when she was dressed up like this.

 

She was definitely the same person, yet the aura she exuded was different today.

 

So this is why the ladies put so much effort into their makeup.

 

She looked in the mirror, her complexion already pale, but with makeup, her skin was radiant, almost translucent, and smooth as a plaster statue.

 

She had a subtle, subtle eye makeup applied to her eyes, making her look alluring and elegant every time she opened her eyes. The coral lipstick on her lips complemented her pale skin and lavender hair perfectly.

 

The makeup was subtle, fitting her, and her hair was also well-groomed. Her naturally curly hair was thickly curled into a large curve, and the side hair was gradually pulled back, braided, and held together.

 

It was a perfect half-updo.

 

From behind, the braided hair flowed downward from the middle, blending with the back of her head.

 

A laurel-shaped tiara, intricately crafted and bejeweled, adorned the back of her head like a crown.

 

This look seemed perfectly suited to the dress that costume designer Verondi had completed and sent her.

 

“Now, let’s put on the dress.”

 

The maids carefully carried the dress from its hanging position and walked over.

 

The dress emphasized the silhouette of the upper body, highlighting the curve of her waist, and then flowed voluminously below.

 

The off-the-shoulder dress, in particular, highlighted her long neck and voluminous hair.

 

Sellonia stood up and received help to change into the dress. All the while she was changing, she was nervous that Tan, who had left in the morning, might return and barge into the dressing room, yet he never did.

 

***

 

Neggit Hall was the second largest of the many banquet halls in the palace.

 

The Imperial Family’s birthday banquets, debutantes, victory ceremonies, and balls were usually held in the largest banquet hall, the Beverma Hall.

 

Beverma Hall and Neggit Hall were equally splendid and magnificent. The only difference was that Beverma Hall was larger and could accommodate more people.

 

The Imperial Family’s most important events were held in the Beverma Hall, the largest hall, as even nobles from the provinces attended.

 

However, the Neggit Hall wasn’t given away just for the taking.

 

Those favored by the Emperor or high-ranking officials with strong political standing often held birthday banquets in the Neggit Hall with the Emperor’s approval. The fact that Sellonia’s celebration was being held in the Neggit Hall was a testament to the Emperor’s support.

 

“Crown Prince.”

 

“Yes, Your Imperial Majesty.”

 

Crown Prince Helius Flanagan bowed his head toward the throne where his father, Emperor Arhexios, sat.

 

The Emperor smiled with satisfaction at the sight of the son, who, despite being his, boasted such impressive looks.

 

Although only twenty years old, the Crown Prince, who resembled his own childhood appearance, possessed a youthful air, imposing and courageous beyond anyone else.

 

Tall and muscular, with platinum blonde hair and golden eyes reminiscent of the Emperor’s own.

 

His appearance rivaled even that of Ian Cherville, the Commander of the Imperial Knights of the Moon and Fire, renowned for his divine smile. Of course, the Emperor believed his son was superior in every way.

 

“I’ve put so much effort into Princess Basin’s celebration, so you should escort her well. I heard that her partner today is the Duke of Basin.”

 

The Emperor stroked his chin with a satisfied smile.

 

Of course, even if the Princess had brought another young lord as her partner, he had planned to have the Crown Prince by her side.

 

The Emperor’s reason for offering the Neggit Hall for the Princess’s celebration was clear.

 

Of course, it was to celebrate the Princess’s recovery from health issues, but that was merely a pretext.

 

His real intention was to connect the Crown Prince with Princess Basin, who hadn’t yet been married.

 

He had originally set his sights on Princess Basin as the Crown Princess, but a promised engagement to the Cherville family prevented him from pursuing her.

 

Yet then, as it happened, Duke Cherville had an affair, and the engagement was broken off. There couldn’t have been a better opportunity. Unlike the noble ladies of the time, those with a history of broken engagements were easily nitpicked in the marriage market.

 

However for Princess Basin, a broken engagement was no blemish. It was also because the other party had cheated.

 

The Emperor couldn’t miss this golden opportunity.

 

If he could only make Princess Sellonia, of the Duke of Basin, known as the Golden House, a crown princess, the Imperial Family’s position would be even more solid, and the national treasury would become a treasure trove of treasure.

 

“Yes. I will do my best to fulfill my duty as a gentleman.”

 

Helius bowed, his right hand firmly placed on his chest.

 

He understood his father’s meaning. He wanted to see results, since he had put in so much effort.

 

“Yes. Go ahead. The Basin family’s carriage will arrive soon.”

 

“Yes. I will leave.”

 

The Crown Prince, his long legs swaying, left the audience room.

 

“Your Highness, I hear that Basin’s carriage has passed through the main gate.”

 

His aide, Denvers, who had been waiting at the door, delivered the news.

 

“Really? I’ll return to my room first.”

 

“Huh? Aren’t you going to escort the Princess?”

 

Denvers, surprised by Helius’s unexpected answer, asked.

 

“Tsk. Denvers, what do you think I am?”

 

Helius glared at the frustrated Denvers and clicked his tongue.

 

“Your Highness, what do you mean…”

 

“I’m the only crown prince in this Empire. No woman dares to reject me.”

 

Denvers fell silent, watching Helius bristle with overconfidence.

 

It started again. That well-founded confidence.