This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 196

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Chapter 196

Translator: Yonnee

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A bitter smile crept onto her face unknowingly.

“Does no one have complaints about this?”

Although it was a brief sentence, Letis understood the implied meaning and shrugged his shoulders.

“Who knows. There must be complaints, but it’s a race deeply entrenched in inertia.”

“Inertia?”

At her query, Letis grinned as if saying, ‘It’s no fun if I tell you everything.’

Just then, Letis’ father, the Minister of Technology, gestured towards his son from a distance.

“Experience it yourself. They’re not sociable people, but they don’t exactly turn away visitors either.”

With a ‘tsk’ sound, Letis stood up and tapped the puzzled woman’s shoulder.

Blinking her eyes, she soon raised her eyebrows and threw one last question.

“Why do you like the dwarves?”

Based solely on the story, there didn’t seem to be any particularly charming points.

“They don’t seem to have many interesting aspects.”

As Reina passed her brief judgment, Letis, turning to walk across to the other side, paused for a moment.

Pondering with a twitch of his nose, he soon broke into a refreshing laugh.

“Apart from everything else, the dwarves here are honest.”

“Honest?”

“Yes. Like you.”

Was that a compliment or an insult?

As she gave him a puzzled look, he playfully messed up her hair.

“It’s a compliment. They’re modest but don’t hide what they truly want.”

“……”

But it sounds like an insult.

* * *

The banquet finally concluded only after the sun rose.

It’s no exaggeration—the feast of food and drink continued until the rooster crowed, and it only ended when more than half of the delegation members began nodding off.

“Whew. The saying that they eat so much they have to work themselves to death to afford food isn’t a lie.”

Returning to her assigned quarters, Reina tapped her shoulders with her fists one at a time, murmuring to herself.

“The dwarves… they ate like they’re turning into cows. Do they have like eleven stomachs or what?”

And their drinking prowess was beyond belief. Even a poison wielder like her was no match.

After easing her tense shoulders for a while, she stretched out and lay on the bed.

Once she lay down, drowsiness flooded over her.

“It’s good that today is a day off with no schedule. I’m so sleepy.”

As soon as her head hit the pillow, her consciousness thinned like a thread.

Just as she was slipping into sleep, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

“Ah! Ethan!”

She had completely forgotten to contact him upon arrival, distracted by the new environment.

“He must be waiting anxiously.”

The drowsiness vanished instantly.

“But it’s too early in the morning to call… Maybe I’ll call him this evening?”

“Reina. Whether it’s early morning or late at night, make sure to contact me.”

“Ah, no, I’ll just call now.”

Reina took out a pendant from her bag and fiddled with it here and there. Then, with a beep-beep-beep sound and a flicker of light, a familiar voice came through.

—Reina.

Just hearing her name, she could feel how worried he had been.

“I’m sorry, Ethan. I was dragged to a banquet as soon as I arrived and just got free.”

—It’s okay. I thought that might happen.

“Thanks for understanding. You weren’t sleeping, were you?”

—How can I sleep when you’re not here?

“Cheeky. People will think we share a bed, not just a house.”

—Indeed.

The atmosphere lightened, and Reina comfortably lay down to continue the conversation.

—You’re not hurt, are you?

“No, I arrived safely. How about you?”

—There’s a problem here.

Her shoulders tensed again at his unexpected response.

“A problem? What happened?”

—I miss you too much.

Hearing his words through the communicator, Reina burst out laughing.

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking of teleporting here?”

—I wish I could, Reina.

If it weren’t for the two dragons stopping him, Ethan would be by her side now.

“Ah, but Ethan. Did you know about the economic system of the Dwarven Principality?”

—You mean collective production and distribution?

“Yes.”

—I was aware.

As expected, Ethan, born into nobility, shared Letis’ perspective.

—As their nation isn’t officially part of the Empire, we have to respect their autonomy. We don’t have the right to interfere in their internal affairs.

“Uh-huh… So everyone thinks that way.”

Well, it’s true. You can’t criticize what you’re not responsible for.

Just as she was about to close her eyes,

—Reina.

The change in his tone made her open her eyes again.

“Yes, Ethan. I’m listening.”

—Don’t get involved.

A brief and concise message, but enough to understand its meaning.

‘I really don’t plan on causing trouble this time…’

But when did she ever intend to cause trouble? The bigger problem was her nature of not being able to just stand by and watch ‘accidentally’ occurring incidents.

Probably what Ethan was worried about.

Ultimately, the ever-troublesome Reina relented.

“Okay. I’ll try, Ethan.”

—No, Reina. Not ‘I’ll try’. Say ‘I won’t’.

“…….”

Reina blankly stared at the communicator.

‘After all there is such a saying as, A school dog can recite a poem if it spends three years there…’

After spending three years with the troublemaker Reina Chantra, Ethan had become an expert on Reina.

t/n: I opted to translate the idiom in a more literal manner since it’s easily understandable anyway and it highlights Reina’s Korean sensibilities (as it is a Korean idiom), but in other words, it means ‘you learn what you’re exposed to’.