Chapter 525: 525: Matchmaking

Lyon scratched his head, "It's a bit complicated than that haha! But to simplify it, I kinda did."

"You... unbelievable," said Sylviana as she shook her head.

"Well..." Lyon shrugged. "You know Treas right?"

"The wealthiest family?" Sylviana furrowed her eyebrows before she slightly shook her head, "No..."

Lyon nodded.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" exclaimed Sylviana before her pupils constricted as she covered her mouth. She looked left and right nervously to see any sign of someone's presence.

(Eek!) Her eyebrows slightly jolted before she realized it was a purple-colored flower on the side of her bed. She let out a sigh of relief afterward.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Lyon?!" said Sylviana with a softer voice. "Do you know how Nostria will be in danger because of you?!"

Lyon smiled looking at the silver-haired woman worrying about her kingdom and people. Though most of them thought that she was incapable of ruling and still need guidance on her own, her heart was already set on prioritizing them.

"W-What?" Sylviana blushed. "Why are you smiling like that?"

She suddenly covered up her breast with the blanket. "Perv!"

Lyon narrowed his eyes before he let out a sigh, "No need to cover them, it's not much to see anyway."

"W-What?!" Sylviana glared embarrassingly.

"Nostria will be fine, Sylviana," said Lyon as he shrugged. "Treas, well, I-uh, how should I say this. I settled the problem with them, I guess."

"You settle? What do you mean? You settled it diplomatically?" said Sylviana. The concern in her eyes was evident toward the people of Nostria. 

Lyon was surprised with a few blinks, "You know the word diplomatic?"

"Gh!" she grabbed the pillow beside her before throwing it at him.

Lyon quickly slapped it away.

*Shatter!

"Eh?" both of them looked to the side before chilling wind greeted them. The window glass actually shattered with just the casual slap of the pillow.

(How cheap!) thought both of them.

"Damn, they really are a cheapskate, I never thought Garuda would be one though," said Lyon as he pushed his bottom lips upward. (Can't judge a person by their looks I guess).

"Lyon, what do you mean settled 'it'? I need to know," said Sylviana as her eyes turned sharp.

In her eyes, Treas was no ordinary family, it was a state where they rather avoid conflicting with them if could not be befriended. Not offending them was the best situation. The whole resources in Nostria couldn't compare to what Treas had. The wealth could suffocate a world as the legend says.

"Well, would you believe me if I tell you?" shrugged Lyon.

"I will try, for my kingdom."

"Alright then," said Lyon before he let out a sigh. His eyes turned sharp with a blink.

"I killed the head of Treas. Bullied his backing, destroy his granddaughter's home and island, I mean islands. I guess. Wrecked their buildings. Desolate the land, my subordinate trashed— I mean obliterate every single noticeable auction house. And uh, I'm married to his great-granddaughter and befriended her father and mother. Oh yeah, I killed his grandson too."

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Lyon looked at the gaped mouth of her lips. Her red eyes were glimmering with confusion as her brain refused to process what he just said. She could only blink as a response.

"At least you tried," said Lyon as he chuckled.

"I-I Is it true?" her lips slightly trembled. She knew he was a shameless person and rotten to the core but her instinct told her otherwise. 

"It's oversimplified but yes," said Lyon as he nodded.

"Sorry to interrupt you two."

A voice suddenly entered their eardrums before they took a glance at the source. 

"Fei," muttered Sylviana.

Fei was bringing in a tea cart made of silver with teapots and cups on it. The aromatic jasmine immediately permeated the area but only for a moment before it escaped out the broken window.

"Ah, did you guys get into a fight? How lovely," said Fei as she noticed the blatant broken window right in front of her.

"I wish," said Lyon

"No! Wait wha?!" said Sylviana.

"Hmm, you guys really are made for each other," nodded Fei as she took joy on Sylviana's blushing face.

As the glimmering brown of the tea poured out of the teapot and crashed into the lovely cup, Fei said, "To think that the young man who showed us his dragon right when we first met has grown into a dashing young man, aren't we lucky, young miss."

Her eyebrows twitched, "Wh-What are you talking about all of sudden?!"

Fei rolled her eyes before she winked at Lyon.

(What is she up to?) thought Lyon as he furrowed her eyebrows. He knew that type of wink won't be a good one.

Fei gave the teacup to Lyon before giving the other one to her young miss. 

Lyon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the clear tea. His nostrils slightly twitched as the jasmine danced inside. (Nothing weird here, shame, I thought she would put some aphrodisiac or something) thought Lyon.

Fei let out a sigh before she found herself a seat between them. She drank before the two of them could then.

"Young miss, what do you think of Lyon."

Both of them were startled by her sudden question.

"W-What are you asking about o-out of the blue?!" said Sylviana as her nervousness was apparent.

"I think it's time to settle for a man don't you think?" said Fei as she narrowly glanced at the young miss.

"W-W-What?! N-No! It's not the time yet!" said Sylviana as she repeatedly shook her head.

"Well, if the lady couldn't answer, I guess I will have to ask the man," muttered Fei as she narrowly glanced at the young man.

(She didn't even beat around the bush) thought Lyon as his lips slightly twitched. 

"Well..." his eyes suddenly turned sharp as he furrowed his eyebrows.

Half of Sylviana's hair had turned black and the expression on her face was cut in half. Half was that of nervousness while the other half was that of craze.

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