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Volume : 1
Chapter : 7[7]; Devika Weirdness
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"Ding!"
"Catherine Habsburg, favorability +6. Total favorability: 70."
(I have changed the favourability of her, since she will second fl.)
"Common host, due to your charm (provided by the system), another girl is about to be affected by you."
"Common host, this will be the last journey before activating the system. The system cheers you on."
Aaryan, who was eating the vegan delicacies present on the table, suddenly heard the system beep.
When he looked at the favorability of Catherine von Habsburg, he saw it had reached 70.
Aaryan???
He didn't understand where such favorability had come from. As far as he could remember, he had never even seen or spoken to her before this moment.
And from the system's notification, it showed that only +6 had just been gained. Then where did the other 64 come from?
His eyes swept through the many people in the saloon and finally landed on Catherine von Habsburg.
He looked at her properly, seeing her full appearance clearly for the first time.
Earlier, he had only glanced at her data to confirm her identity.
When he looked at her system stats again, he was shocked, not just by the favorability, but also by her beauty score: 96.
And according to his memories, this was the first woman he had seen whose beauty score surpassed 95.
And even more than that, she was the Princess of Austria-Hungary, and most importantly, she was the fiancée of a man whose identity was anything but ordinary.
According to the system, he belonged to one of the most powerful families on Earth, a family that had played a major role in the destruction and exploitation of India, especially by building the railway network that helped maximize the transportation of wealth from India to Britain.
That was why Aaryan dared to confront him, even after knowing who he was.
But now, it was Aaryan's turn to be confused.
According to his memories from his previous life, there was no record of such a person.
And based on the gossip he had overheard earlier...
Both Daniel Rothemere and Catherine von Habsburg had boarded the RMS Titanic at the last moment.
Originally, they hadn't planned to travel on the ship at all.
Although he continued to eat, his mind was mostly occupied by these thoughts.
When suddenly, he was called by Devika.
"Husband...?" Devika called him softly, her voice so low that no one else could hear or be disturbed.
"Hnnn...?" Coming back to his senses, he calmly looked at Devika and found that her gaze wasn't quite right.
"What... happened? Is there anything wrong?" he asked her. Aaryan thought she might have a problem.
"Nothing!" Noticing that, he didn't understand, Devika turned her head back to her food and started eating quietly.
Aaryan???
What's going on here?
This was the first time he had ever seen Devika like this.
Looks like I need to talk to her. He thought maybe she was angry because he had hidden the fact that he had received the highest medal from the French Republic.
To think, when she had married him, she was a very timid girl, but because of him and his constant guidance, her personality had grown. She had become confident, and was now pursuing her master's degree in mechanics, because of him.
Half an hour later...
He finally came out of the luncheon in the saloon with Devika alone, leaving Edward behind—because that guy had found some acquaintances and was already trying to flirt with a girl there.
And Aaryan didn't want him meddling among those weird people.
In another corner of the saloon...
"Husband, that bastard left with that bitch, are you really going to swallow your anger? And those two lowly Indians dared to call me a bitch. Even if you can swallow it, I cannot!"
The middle-aged woman, who had caused the chaos in the saloon earlier, asked her husband angrily in a quiet corner, where the violin's rhythm was loudest, muffling their voices from others.
The middle-aged man was silent for a while, but how could he swallow his pride, especially after his wife was called a bitch by two lowly Indians?
"Hmmph... how could I swallow that? Can anyone just call you bitch and I simply accept it? I will definitely take revenge. It's just... that guy has the medal of the highest order from France. If it's discovered that we've done something, even the British government may not be able to save us. After all, although our status is good, the British government won't offend the French Republic."
He sighed and continued:
"However... if we want to kill that bastard, we may have a chance." The man spoke with an eerie tone, as if he were a villain in a serial or a TV show.
"Huh... husband, what do you mean?" His wife was confused by his words.
"Haha... don't you remember? The two of them have offended the young master of the Rothmere family. And once you offend them, even if you have ten lives, they will be taken. Because it's their principle, they cannot be humiliated or taken advantage of. Otherwise, what stands before their enemies is death, and no one escapes."
"Haha... yes, husband, these two will definitely die, but I want that bitch to die an even more miserable death. Didn't you look? She is very beautiful. I want her face to be ruined, and I personally want to ruin that. And then humiliate her, then finally throw her into the sea, to feed those sharks."
As soon as she heard her husband's words, she also understood his meaning. But to be true, she personally wanted to destroy that beautiful face of Devika and humiliate her.
"Hah... don't worry, you will be able to do it yourself. As long as the young master handles everything in the back, even we can deal with these two." The middle-aged man was in full fantasy.
However, suddenly a male voice came from the side of them.
"I can help your dream to achieve... but you have to do it yourself."
"Are you sure you can do it?"
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[End of the Chapter,7]