The First Magic World War-Chapter 223 - 219. Angry Bunana

Charles received salaries from two countries and also had slots for a private knighthood, and not considering savings, his income alone was more than enough to cover the final payment for Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58.

Anne agreed with him on dealing with this debt.

For Charles, handling this matter was convenient; he transferred some Aegeus to Anne, who naturally brought back the corresponding debt documents to him.

They left the Val de Vaz District, but they did not go to the Picardy District. Although Picardy District had a complete range of goods, it lacked class. To purchase high-end products, one needed to go to the Alexander District.

Although Anne tried to be as "frugal" as possible, after all, she was the daughter of Earl Brittany, so this shopping trip taught Charles what "spending" really meant.

They spent a total of fifty-two Aegeus.

Well, converted to Renminbi, nearly a million was spent.

Miss Annie Brittany took care of all the payments.

Mister Charles Meklen was only responsible for signing the delivery addresses.

Charles knew that this day would eventually come, he had prepared himself long ago and chose to silently accept it...

After buying their items, they returned to 221B Baker Street in the Val de Vaz District. Charles saw a carriage stopped in front of the house; the person on the carriage did not get off, clearly waiting for someone.

Just as Charles and Anne were about to move their items inside, a voice said, "You really live here. I came to ask why, even in Fars bookstores, those two books are not available?"

Charles stiffened completely. It wasn’t just on the Old Continent; even on Earth, those two books weren’t easy to find in bookstores. Web novels were published, but with limited prints and not being bestsellers, their availability in stores was generally poor.

Princess May in a black robe got off the carriage and, upon seeing Anne, nodded slightly as a greeting.

Fearing that Anne might misunderstand, Charles hurriedly introduced, "This is Princess May Guillaume, the biological aunt of His Majesty Alfred Guillaume from Inglima, here on a diplomatic mission to our Fars Empire."

"And this is Anne! Annie Brittany, the beloved daughter of Earl Brittany and also my good friend."

"Princess May, please come in, and I will explain everything to you in detail," Charles said.

Charles racked his brain for an explanation until everyone was seated in the room and coffee was served, but he still couldn’t think of a proper reasoning. In the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "I too saw these two books when I was young, in a bookstore in the Behemoth Duchy."

"So they weren’t available in Strasbourg?"

"They are quite old books now, perhaps the publisher doesn’t have them in stock anymore," he explained. Stay connected via novelbuddy

Princess May appeared very disappointed and mumbled to herself, "I also looked through Fars novels, still the same ones, no different from those in Inglima. Far from comparing to the stories of Roland and Du Wei, how could such great novels not be bestsellers?"

Anne curiously watched them both but wisely said nothing.

Princess May lingered only briefly before telling Charles, "I will make a trip to the Behemoth Duchy then."

Sweat beaded Charles’s forehead again; even the Behemoth Duchy wouldn’t have those two books.

But he couldn’t just slap his own face right now. He could only weakly say, "I wish you a smooth journey."

Princess May didn’t stay much longer and soon got up to leave. If Annie wasn’t there, she wouldn’t have minded letting Charles continue to tell her stories, but with Annie there...

She also wanted to carry herself with the grace of a princess.

After seeing off Princess May, Charles decided to start by "confessing half the truth;" he whispered, "I’m in trouble."

Anne asked, "What kind of trouble?"

Charles cut the story short and highlighted the essential parts, saying, "The princess is a fan of novels. She brought a novel on board, and I inadvertently showed a look of disdain and almost got slapped by the princess."

"In a moment of desperation, I claimed I had read better novels and fabricated one on the spot. I managed to dodge that bullet but ended up attracting even bigger trouble."

Anne exclaimed, "You can write novels?"

Immediately, Charles outlined the content of two fantasy novels, picking just the summaries, and shared them with Anne, whose eyes grew brighter as she whispered, "I have an idea."

Charles asked, "What idea?"

Anne said, "I will find a few scribes who work fast. You can recite the novel to them, and once it’s organized, we’ll find a publisher to publish it."

"That should take care of it."

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Charles, both surprised and delighted, asked, "Can we really do that?"

Anne nodded and said, "Leave it all to me."

"I can bring people over tomorrow."

Charles sighed with relief and said, "Anne, you truly are my lucky goddess."

Anne Brittany smiled radiantly; she believed the words Charles had spoken. Charles didn’t know Princess May; he used to be an ordinary Earthling and, since crossing over, a merchant’s son, unaware of the high society affairs. But as a young lady of the Brittany family, how could Anne not know the Great Eldest Princess, Princess May Guillaume, who was a novel aficionado, and whose husband’s demise at the hands of Zimmerman in a duel was already famous across the Old Continent?

Anne had always thought highly of Charles’s ability, which is why she gradually started dating him, but she had not expected Charles to know about novels too.

Since Charles had crossed over, busy with surviving, he had no idea that novelists held a high status in the Old Continent, with many famous writers even entering the court to share their latest works with the Royal Family and high nobility.

Anne, too, had cherished several novels but thought Charles disliked them because he seemed to despise them, so she deliberately hid her hobby.

Anne had also secretly felt sorry that Mister Mecklen disliked novels, thinking she might have to hide this hobby and sneak around to read novels in front of him. But it turned out Charles didn’t dislike reading novels; he thought those novels were terrible, and he could write far superior ones himself.

Just from hearing the outlines Charles shared, Anne thought these two novels were indeed better than any novel from the Old Continent, especially when Charles briefly mentioned the death of Prince Chen, making Anne’s heart break, wondering how Du Wei could not live a happy and joyous life with Prince Chen.

Anne decided that when publishing, she would personally find someone to write an extra chapter to include in the text, insisting on hiring the best novelist to ensure Du Wei and Prince Chen live happily ever after.

Well, Charles didn’t know Anne would do such a thing.

If he knew…

He would definitely advise Anne not to let the ghostwriter use their real name or common pen name, but to adopt a pen name in the style of Inglima: Furious Bunana!

It would help sustain a long life.