9 Giselle vi Acadria (1/2)

Clay had to forcefully calm down as to enter a proper conversation with the princess later. The maid introduced them to each other saying,

”Princess pardon the intrusion, this is the ”hero” that has been summoned and the Chancellor has tasked you to take care of him in the meantime so that we can prepare for the feast to welcome him. I have done my job; I shall be off now. Please excuse me.” Said the maid who was in a hurry to get rid of Clay and be away from them both as soon as possible. It was as if the princess was carrying a disease that she did not want to contract. Thought Clay. If it's like this, then maybe she really has a contagious disease? Clay further thought.

Clay already knew who the princess was even when she had not introduced herself yet with <Observe> he also did have information on everyone he already saw, but they were all small fry except for the Chancellor earlier that Clay did not even bother to memorize the name of. That just shows how negligent he is of unimportant characters.

Looking at the princesses' stats, Clay studied it.

Name: Giselle vi Acadria

Class: Princess

Sub-Class: None

Title: Seventh Princess of Acadria

Stats:

[STR - 44] | [INT - 87] |

[MGC - 89] | [DEX - 56]

Skills:

[Management]| [Human Language - Advanced] | [Space Magic – Advanced] |[Etiquette]

Blessing: None

Status: Alarmed

”That's how she is feeling huh, Alarmed. I wonder if I should make her my ally. That would be good for me, but it may be troublesome for her. Let's ask her.” Clay did an inner dialogue.

Pausing, Clay continued his speculations, ”Of course she'd be alarmed with a maid and the ”hero” that she brought without even a simple knock on the door. It was preposterous for a maid to do that.

As the maid left, the princess' wariness left her face as well as if it were just an illusion. She now wore a dignified face, worthy of her standing.

”I see, this is how the situation was and I can clearly see now. Plus, her Status says Normal now. This one's clever huh? Let's look confused for now and face the princess. She's also looking over here without batting an eyelid. Ha-ha. This is the dumb princess they talked about, look just how sharp her eyes are! Those are the eyes of a predator.” Clay read the expression on the princesses' face and the information gathered by <Observe> and both added up. He was amused by this moniker of her being a 'dumb' princess.