"WOW. THE MAIN show hasn't begun yet, but the opening act is already deadly," Neoma said while putting on her heart-shaped sunglasses. Then she clapped her hands while watching the Twelve Golden Families fight while the balcony collapsed. "Go, Duke Rufus! Go, Count Dankworth! And I kind of resent you, Marquis Gibson, but go! Fighting!"
Gosh.
Everything would have been perfect if she had a bucket of popcorn!
[Just where is Trevor when I need him the most?]
Lewis, who was still standing behind her, chuckled. "You're enjoying this too much, Princess Neoma. Aren't you worried that our side used violence first?"
"I was trying to hold back because I wanted to appeal to the public by appearing calm and holy, but what can we do? Papa Boss is Papa Boss." She looked at her father disapprovingly. "He's even holding back from hitting Nero."
