This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 190
Chapter 190
Translator: Yonnee
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Reina raised her voice even more, making her case.
“Oh, how I’d love to personally participate in the exclusive contract for the sunglasses, but the only one capable of having an in-depth conversation with the dwarves right now is me… So, I really have no choice! I must volunteer myself. Oh, what a shame.”
“You’re not really looking sorry at all with that face.”
“Eyy, how could that be?”
The secretary-general, standing by with a good-natured smile, made a small, inward comment about the brazen woman.
‘She’s got guts…’
Otherwise, how could she be so casual not only with the emperor but even the grand duke?
‘Such potential. Such great potential.’
They should have brought this saintess to the secretary’s office instead of the Ministry of Technology.
Then, Benedict, the dragonfolk grand duke, with his arms folded, scrutinized our daring saintess from top to bottom.
“Ten minutes.”
“What?”
“Explain within 10 minutes why you absolutely must be part of this trip to the Dwarven Principality.”
“Um… What was all that rambling I just did for then, Your Highness?”
“All that driveling noise you just made wasn’t very convincing.”
At his remark, Reina momentarily shut her mouth. Then, shaking off the confusion, she geared up to make her case.
“Yes, sir!”
“Then begin.”
No sooner had the grand duke spoken than Reina burst into rapid-fire speech.
“Firstly, the existing staff of the Technology Ministry, though excellent, might be boring by dwarven standards! Haven’t they been interacting for several years now?”
“That’s true.”
“And! Your Highness, you were quite impressed with the sunglasses and other items I’ve created! Hence, before even graduating from the academy, I was granted the position of Director! Plopped right into it! And the brand-new Bureau of Efficient Technology was established for me, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, there’s that too.”
The secretary-general, who had been listening in, nodded in agreement.
‘It’s not about creating a completely new concept… but it’s curious.’
The things that Saintess Reina creates… they’re not incredibly unique, more like ‘Oh, you can use it this way’. But strangely, they’re ingenious items that hadn’t been thought of before.
Even the remarkable sunglasses were like that. Glasses were already a widely used accessory, but nobody had thought of mixing colored glass to use as sunshades.
“But the dwarves are uniquely distinctive too. Your ingenuity might not be anything special to them.”
Benedict’s interjection was met with a nod from the Secretary-General, who agreed with the Grand Duke.
After all, what’s the reason that the empire regularly sends delegations to the Dwarven Principality? It’s all because of their technology.
Though they begrudgingly interacted with humans for the sake of lowering the unbearable food expenses of the trade, their innate talent was beyond human reach.
‘At best, House Stymist manages to learn from a few failed attempts of mimicking them… but even that’s not perfected.’
So, there’s a significant gap between ‘human ingenuity’ and ‘dwarven ingenuity’.
“I think they might not find you that interesting, Director.”
The woman who was the subject of the discussion seemed to be aware of this, closing her mouth with a ‘hmm.’
At this, Benedict, who had been looking annoyed, straightened up.
“Five minutes have passed.”
“What? You have to stop counting when I stop talking!”
“There’s no such rule.”
“Ah, seriously, you’re so mean—”
“Would you look at that, another minute passed. Four minutes left.”
In her haste, Reina blurted out anything she could think of.
“I’m young!”
“What?”
“Cough…?”
Her sudden boast about her age left the grand duke and others around her with bewildered expressions.
“Are you mocking me for being 382 years old?”
“Not at all.”
“Then are you teasing the Secretary-General for being in his 50s?”
“Oh, you’re in your 50s? I thought you were in your 40s. You look so young.”
Listening to her effortless lies, the grand duke finally let out a snicker.
“You’re supposed to be convincing me, not them.”
“Of course, Your Highness looks a hundred years younger, but saying that would just be cliché, right, Mister Secretary-General?”
“…Y-Yes!”
“See?”
“Stop talking nonsense and persuade me. Two minutes left.”
“Ah, honestly, ten minutes is too short!”
“I’ll give you five more minutes, then. Now you have seven minutes left.”
Reina Chantra must have two gallbladders and three hearts, because she’s now openly scoffing at the grand duke…
‘Really, ignorance is courage…’
The secretary-general reaffirmed his thoughts. This woman… should have been brought to the secretary’s office, not the Ministry of Technology.
“Huh? Are you glaring at me now?”
“No? Not at all? Just thinking? Oh, my eyes always look like this when I’m focusing. They give off that vibe, you know?”
Her unabashed excuses and wit had the surrounding officials unwittingly rooting for her.
I can’t talk back to him, so… go ahead, talk back a lot, please…
“So, what exactly is the valid reason for you to go to the Dwarven Principality, Director Reina? Just summarize it.”
“Your Highness, think about it. I’m young, so I’m definitely more shameless—I mean, courageous, right? And coincidentally, I’m a poison wielder too!”
Finally, the faces of the grand duke and the officials began to change.
“So you’re saying that you’re confident in drinking, then.”
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