Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 24 The so-called old enemies mean they quarrel whenever they meet.

Azarez sent Felissa to the residence of the head of the Knights, and watched Felissa carefully check her makeup and clothing again to make sure there was nothing wrong, her expression was solemn as if she was about to go to the battlefield.

He couldn't help but confirm again: "Miss, do you really want to go?"

Felicia looked at him with clean and clear eyes: "If you want to go, you don't have to worry about me."

She had already made up her mind. What could Azarez do to her? She had no choice but to agree and handed the invitation letter to the doorman: "Our young lady is here to keep the appointment."

The guard opened the invitation, took a look at it, and then opened the door: "Miss Felicia is here, please come with me."

There was no reason for a man to interfere in a tea party between girls, so no matter how worried Azarez was, he could only park the carriage under the guidance of his servants.

Felissa followed another servant into the depths of the house, looking at the home of the head of the Knights as she walked.

Compared with the quietness and elegance of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with its shady trees, the home of the head of the Knights does not have a beautiful small garden. Instead, it has a flat and square flat land. Seeing Felicia looking curiously at the flat land, the servant introduced:

"This is a martial arts training ground. Members of the Knights practice martial arts here every morning."

Is this young lady still a militant? Felissa is really worried about her life and safety - they won't take action just because they can't argue with each other, right?

The interior decoration of the house is also different from the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Prime Minister's Mansion will display paintings or some works of art in the corridors and stairs, but the head of the Knights at home displays weapons. Although the servant emphasized that these have not been fired,

Felissa still chose to stay away. There was also armor that looked like it could crush someone. Felissa was really afraid that the armor would collapse if she walked next to it.

Then she walked all the way to the door of the reception room. Felissa took a deep breath slowly and opened the door as if she was dead.

...There was not a situation where she had imagined a lot of girls gathering together and quarreling with each other. In fact, the reception room was empty, with only one girl sitting alone on the sofa.

Wait...that seems to be Safi?

The aura that Felissa had forcibly gathered dissipated instantly, and a happy smile quickly appeared on her face. She held up her skirt and trotted towards Safi: "Safi, I miss you so much!"

For a person like Safi, who has always been self-isolated, being subtle is of no use. Only straightforward expression of emotions can convey all the feelings to her. Fred is just too much of a gentleman, which is why he has been holding back for so long.

Safi showed a surprised look, as if she did not expect Felissa to appear here: "Why are you here? Nancy didn't tell me that she also informed you."

Felissa blinked. Nancy was the one who sent the invitation. She originally thought she and Safi were incompatible, but judging from Safi's tone, the two of them seemed quite familiar.

"Are you friends with Miss Nancy?" Felissa felt a little happy when she asked this question, because having friends means that Safi is willing to open herself up and accept others. The relationship between her and Fred

The three-month agreement must be completed soon, and she won't have to listen to Azarez nagging in her ear to remind her to stay away from Fred.

"no."

"no."

Two voices answered, one was Safi's, and the other came from the door.

Felicia looked at the door, and there was someone standing there. He was tall and muscular, nearly a head taller than Felicia. He wore light armor to protect his heart and other important parts, and his forearms had strong muscles.

Felissa had no doubt that if she punched, she could knock out a delicate girl——

Such as Felicia - hammered into the wall. Her skin is a sweet honey color, and like most girls in this world, she has a white porcelain complexion. Obviously Nancy's complexion has been acquired over time.

It was just posted, and Felicia couldn't help but think of the martial arts training ground she passed.

Safi looked at the girl who had just appeared, with dissatisfaction in her tone: "Can't you show up dressed neatly?"

Nancy looked down at her costume, which looked like a low-level knight, and said nonchalantly: "Ah, I'm used to it. Sorry, I'm too lazy to change."

"Don't let me get used to this kind of thing!"

Felissa looked at Safi's face in surprise as it was rare for her to show anger. She was not afraid that Safi would be angry, but she was afraid that Safi would not even be able to show anger.

In a sense, Nancy is really amazing. The two of them are indeed good friends.

"no."

"no."

Another two overlapping negative sentences.

Huh?

Did she speak her mind?

Felissa suddenly raised her head, and just as she was about to apologize, Safi had already begun to introduce the two of them: "This is Felissa, my...classmate."

Then he pointed to Nancy: "The daughter of the leader of the Knights, Nancy."

Phelissa saluted immediately, and Nancy returned the salute after she stood up straight.

But Nancy still behaved like a man - clenching her left hand into a fist, placing it on the right side of her chest, bending slightly - Safi was about to explode.

Safi pulled out her staff and muttered a quick spell silently. Five or six ice picks appeared in the air and flew towards Nancy quickly.

Nancy did not resist, but leaned back to avoid these ice picks. In Felissa's superficial impression of her past life, this move was called Iron Banqiao, which required high waist and abdominal strength and flexibility.

Just when Felissa thought they were about to fight, Safi withdrew her staff and reprimanded her with a straight face: "Next time, use correct etiquette to say hello."

Nancy scratched her messy short hair: "I will remember it when I wear a skirt."

"Then when are you going to wear a skirt in your life?"

"It doesn't exist, it will happen in the next life."

Felicia gradually became accustomed to such verbal exchanges.

On the way to her mind, Azarez told her many past stories about the knights and the prime minister arguing in front of His Majesty the King until they blushed and thickened their necks. Azarez said categorically: Maybe it was familiarity, maybe it was hereditary.

In short, the relationship between Safi and Nancy will not be very good.

"Both of you," Felissa had to interrupt the two of them with a slightly raised voice, "I'm sorry that I have to interrupt your... discussion, but I'm really curious as to why I was invited here."

After seeing Nancy, she put aside the idea that this was a war without gunpowder. After all, Nancy couldn't even wear a skirt, so how could she invite a lot of girls to her house for a tea party?

Apart from making her look out of place without wearing a skirt, what else does it do?

So, why did Safi call her here for no reason without knowing it?

(End of chapter)