Today, I was fully prepared to meet King Aslan von Braveheart. I couldn't deny that I was nervous—this was my first time stepping into the royal palace and meeting the king in person. In my previous life, the most important person I had ever met was just the CEO of that wretched company, who couldn't even compare to a king.
I hoped I could control my behavior. I didn't want to act disrespectfully in front of the king. No, I was confident I could remain polite. What I was truly worried about was Envi—this flirty system of mine. If anything, he might be the one to cause trouble!
"Hey, damn you, Envi! Don't do anything stupid, got it?! We need to be on our best behavior in front of the King. If we act rudely, we might end up executed!" I warned Envi in my mind.
"Nao, you bastard, I will definitely act normal in front of the King! I'm not crazy," Envi retorted, clearly annoyed. But I wasn't convinced.
