"Sigh, I feel like if I weighed myself now, I'd be ten pounds heavier than when I wasn't wearing clothes." Lifting her large skirt, Leticia let out a gentle sigh.
"But very beautiful, isn't it?" Bai Ling stood behind Leticia, clapping her hands a few times.
Unlike the imposing Demon King from this morning, the current Leticia was perhaps more suited to being called a princess.
Speaking of which, Leticia was still just a girl. Compared to other royalty in demon history, at her age she probably really would just be a princess.
Well, though for royalty who were naturally petite, age didn't seem to have much impact.
"Beautiful, yes, I think I'm quite beautiful too." Looking at the radiant girl in the mirror, Leticia pursed her lips. "I feel like I'll definitely be the center of attention tonight."
This wasn't Leticia being narcissistic—she understood the appearance level of her noble subordinates very well. In front of someone like her, not a single noble could steal her brilliance.
However, tonight's situation was slightly different, because the girl beside Leticia was completely no less impressive than Leticia herself.
Perhaps Bai Ling, wearing something more aesthetically pleasing, might attract more attention than Leticia, who was wrapped up completely.
"That's fine, you'll probably be more eye-catching tonight." Leticia thought the same way. Part of her agreeing to let Bai Ling come along had this consideration.
Having a target to attract others' attention was better than not having one.
"Then I'll stick close to your side and let you feel those gazes too." Bai Ling smiled mischievously.
Leticia's expression stiffened. It seemed like when two very beautiful girls stood together, the attraction would increase geometrically.
Wow, this Bai Ling actually wanted to drag her down with her. Too evil.
"I'm warning you, tonight find some random place to eat and don't stay too close to me." Leticia held up a finger to Bai Ling. "There's lots of food tonight. Following me around, you won't get full."
"Do I look like some glutton who only has eyes for food?" Bai Ling slowly turned in a circle, showing off her perfectly toned body without an ounce of excess fat.
A girl with such a perfect figure like her didn't look like the type who would overeat, right?
If Leticia told a stranger that Bai Ling was a glutton, that stranger would probably think Leticia was badmouthing Bai Ling.
Little did they know, Leticia was telling the truth. Bai Ling was indeed a glutton in every sense of the word.
She could eat three whole cows in one meal. The only reason she could maintain her current figure was due to the blessing of certain mysterious powers.
If an ordinary person ate as voraciously as Bai Ling, they would have long since become a big round ball.
"From your figure, you're not." Leticia's meaning was obvious—in reality, Bai Ling was indeed a pure glutton.
"Cough cough, since we're dressed now, let's go next door to get styled. Maybe we can still see Little Ya and Qila." Bai Ling decisively chose to skip this topic where she had no advantage. After all, her appetite was undeniably terrifying.
She had completely surpassed ordinary gluttons—she was the king among gluttons, a true champion eater.
If they continued this topic, Leticia would definitely keep criticizing Bai Ling relentlessly. Miss Bai didn't want to be suppressed so one-sidedly.
"Tch." Leticia lifted her chin toward the door with some displeasure. "Go open the door, quickly."
"You're closer to the door, aren't you?"
"Do I look like I can move freely in these clothes?" Leticia rolled her eyes. "Not like you, dressed so coolly."
This time Leticia was fully armed—a big dress on the outside, and garter stockings on her legs, though unless she lifted her skirt, no one could see her legs.
Without arguing with Leticia, Bai Ling walked to the door and opened it for Leticia.
She bowed slightly, making a gesture of invitation. "Come out, my Empress."
This gave Leticia goosebumps all over. She crossed her arms and walked out of the room step by step, then turned to Bai Ling and said, "Be normal. This is disgustingly weird."
"Books say girls all like this kind of thing." Bai Ling scratched her head, thinking her performance should have been decent.
"That's because those are ordinary girls, while I'm different." Leticia felt Bai Ling's brain had some problems. "Don't use such methods to disgust me, okay?"
If you used other methods to pursue Leticia, she might grit her teeth and endure it, but this method—sorry, Leticia couldn't accept it.
"Oh." Bai Ling nodded.
At this moment, Bai Ya and Qila, who had already finished getting ready, came out of the adjacent room.
Seeing the two sisters standing in the hallway, the younger sisters naturally greeted them.
"Wow, Little Ya is so beautiful." Leticia looked at Little Ya, who had changed into beautiful clothes, not sparing any praise.
"Eh heh heh, Qila specially picked it out for me." Little Ya smiled bashfully.
"Sister, don't you think I'm different from usual?" Feeling somewhat dissatisfied that her sister praised Little Ya first, Qila spoke up. She was clearly her sister's actual sister—why did it feel like Little Ya received more of her sister's attention than she did?
Leticia shifted her gaze to her own sister. After looking for a while, she answered somewhat puzzled, "Mm, changed clothes, nothing else."
Disclaimer: this really was Leticia's genuine thought, not intentionally trying to anger Qila.
Because Qila usually dressed well too, and as a demon princess, her daily attire was also quite proper.
This resulted in Leticia, who was severely lacking in feminine sensibilities, being completely unable to see any difference between her current sister and her usual sister.
"Let me look again." Leticia moved closer to her sister, who was now covered in black lines, and observed carefully. "Light makeup, hairstyle hasn't changed much, um, wait."
Leticia spotted the issue.
When did her sister get such a large chest?
Clearly Qila and she were sisters in misfortune, neither could criticize the other, but now Leticia discovered Qila was actually a whole size bigger than her.
What did this mean? This meant Qila had definitely stuffed something!
"Qila, you don't need to feel inferior. Although we two really can't compare to those two, what's natural is best." Leticia patted Qila's shoulder, speaking earnestly. "So..."
"So, dear sister, could you please go die once now?"
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"Your Majesty, why are you wearing a hat today? I remember you don't like hats." Wearing elegant attire, Elsa approached Leticia with a glass of fruit juice. She first looked around to make sure not many people were paying attention to her vicinity before speaking.
"Qila punched me before coming here. The bump on my head still hasn't gone down." Leticia looked aggrieved. These days, even telling the truth wasn't allowed?
Qila had clearly stuffed something—as her sister, she naturally had to teach Qila not to do such deceptive things. But why did Qila punch her instead?
Elsa showed a helpless expression. The affairs between these sisters weren't something a small noble like her could interfere with.
She shifted her gaze to the two other girls not far away, changing the subject: "Princess Qila looks very radiant today."
"I don't feel she's particularly radiant, but she does look quite a bit prettier after stuffing something." Leticia picked up a piece of fruit from a nearby fruit plate and popped it in her mouth. "I should have stuffed something too if I'd known."
"Your Majesty doesn't need such things. You're already elegant and beautiful enough."
"Elsa, your mouth is so sweet. Where did you learn such flattery skills?" Leticia looked quite happy. Being praised still made her quite pleased.
Although it was Elsa praising her, Leticia indicated she could use more of such nice words.
"This is my sincere feelings." Elsa wore an expression of 'I'm not flattering at all.' "But Miss Little Ya seems somewhat nervous. I can see her legs trembling continuously."
Such a big scene, so many gazes—this made Little Ya, who had never experienced such things, panic. She currently had only one thought: hide behind Qila and have Qila help block others' gazes.
She was starting to regret following Qila here.
"Little Ya, don't be shy. Although these people don't have good intentions in their hearts, on the surface they don't dare do anything." After dealing with several male nobles who had approached, Qila pulled Bai Ya to a relatively quiet corner.
"But I'm still a bit scared." Little Ya said tearfully.
She was just an ordinary little girl—where would she have faced such a big scene? The fact that she could still stand was already exceptional performance.
"Oh, Miss Little Ya?" A somewhat familiar voice reached Little Ya's ears. "You also can't get used to these boring social interactions."
Little Ya and Qila simultaneously looked toward where the voice came from, seeing a girl slowly emerge from the corner.
"Miss Little Luo?" Little Ya recognized this girl she'd met a few times at the Magic Academy. "You're also attending the banquet?"
She thought students from the Magic Academy like Little Luo wouldn't come to such banquets.
Little Luo sighed. She didn't want to come either. "I happened to be home visiting and got dragged here."
She gestured toward a group of nobles gathered together, indicating her family was over there.
"I can't handle this kind of thing, so I found a quiet place to hide."
Casting an invisibility spell on herself, even if people passing by noticed magical fluctuations here, they wouldn't pay much attention.
In fact, there were quite a few nobles like Little Luo who disliked socializing but had to attend banquets. They often found places to cast spells and hide, and everyone was used to such things.
Anyway, having one more or one less of them didn't matter—why bother trying to find these people? Even if they dragged them out, it would just ruin the atmosphere and make everyone unhappy. Better to mind their own business and let both sides have peace.
"Speaking of which, this young lady is..." Little Luo noticed Qila beside Little Ya. "That Miss Qianqian's sister?"
"Mm, have you met my sister?" Qila nodded. The relationship between her and her sister was indeed easy to discern at a glance.
Unlike the Bai sisters, who had nothing in common except their names.
"Little Luo is a friend Little Ya and I met at the Magic Academy." Little Ya immediately began introductions. "This is Little Qi, my best friend."
"Um, I probably don't deserve that title." Being called best friend made Qila blush a bit. "But we are indeed good friends."
"Oh, I think Little Ya mentioned you before." Little Luo had an epiphany. When chatting with Little Ya before, she had indeed mentioned having another good friend.
Just that Little Ya said her friend was quite busy and didn't have time to play with her.
Now it seemed Little Ya hadn't been lying then. A girl like Qila clearly looked like the type who was good at socializing. Such noble ladies usually had quite a lot on their plates.
"But since Little Ya is here, Miss Qianqian must be here too." Little Luo began looking around, wanting to find where Leticia was.
But before finding the person, her attention was captured by another girl.
"Damn, that girl can really eat."
"Ah, can really eat?" Little Ya suddenly had a bad feeling. In this place, the only one who would dare to eat freely seemed to be just one person.
Turning to look, Little Ya covered her face. It really was as she expected.
The white-haired girl was surrounded by noble youths attracted by her beauty, but she completely ignored these people, focusing all her attention on eating.
A large stack of plates had already piled up in front of her, and judging by her eating speed, these things hadn't even filled her stomach.
Some noble youths, seeing this scene, retreated from the battlefield one after another. They weighed their family circumstances and felt they probably couldn't afford to support such a voracious girl.
However, these people were in the minority. Most nobles could still afford to support a big eater like Bai Ling.
"Sister isn't scared at all." Little Ya muttered quietly.
Though her voice was soft, it was clear enough for the two girls beside her to hear.
Little Luo's gaze moved back and forth between Little Ya and Bai Ling several times, unable to find any common points between these sisters.
"Little Ya, are you saying that white-haired girl over there is your sister? Biological?"
"Mm mm." Little Ya nodded. "Although my sister and I don't look very similar, she really is my biological sister."
Not just not very similar—they were completely different! Little Luo frantically complained in her heart.