Chapter 133: Volume 9 - CH 7

I Will Avoid the Male Lead and Make a Harem

Silence passed. It seemed as if everything in the banquet hall had stopped.

At the request of his support, Valhail looked down with an insensitive face to Camilla then turned his body away.

“Bring new shoes to the Countess.”

“Ye-yes!”

Giving an order to the servant who was carrying the plates, he suddenly left the banquet hall.

“……”

Feeling humiliated, Camilla shuddered and shook her fists.

She had never received such a cold rejection from any man in her life.

‘Except for Cedric, who is like a piece of wood.’

However, she didn’t feel too humiliated by the fact since Cedric has always built an iron wall fairly for all women.

Viscountess Fitzroy, who was looking at the place where Valhail has disappeared, quickly turned her head.

Camilla had prepared herself to be laughed at, but the Viscountess’ attention was completely different from that.

“Who the…… who the hell is that statue-like prince?”

Pushing the wide-eyed Viscountess, Baroness Aberon stepped in.

“Who just passed by? Is he even a person? What’s his name? How old is he? Is he married?”

“Countess, who the hell is the tall knight with that beautiful appearance just now?”

“What the hell has just happened? Suddenly, my husband looks like a squid!”

The questions of the ladies, who were very excited, poured out like a flood.

Camilla, who felt humiliated for a moment, soon unfolded her fan pretending to be calm.

“He is a knight of the White Eagle Knights who just finished his inauguration ceremony.”

“What is his name? How old is he? What is his ideal type……”

“Hohoho, his name is……”

Shannon, who had been watching the scene from afar, turned her gaze. Her face clearly showed that she was bored.

‘This is getting boring.’

No matter how much she looked around, there was no one she could spend time with.

Cedric, who was among the ladies, had long disappeared with the gentlemen.

Shannon was often called arrogant and haughty because of her sensitive personality. That’s why no one came close to her.

‘I wish Emma were with me.’

Selina refused to attend, saying that crowded places make her nervous and her limbs tremble.

‘She must be lying, didn’t she?’

Eventually, Shannon, who was wandering between the paintings, ran into Isaac.

“Hey.”

“Yes, Lady.”

Shannon asked, staring at Isaac, who politely bowed his head.

“Did you really draw this yourself?”

More than ten paintings of Isaac Baker, even from the South, were displayed in the banquet hall.

Among them, the most notable was the portrait of Selina.

“Oh, of course. I am the one who painted it, Lady.”

Isaac lied softly without showing any displeasure.

“If I just stroke my brush, the drawing comes out with a snap.”

“Hmm, is that so?”

Selina said this before.

“At the end of this banquet, no paintings from Isaac Baker can be obtained any longer.”

“What? Why! I want a portrait, too!”

Shannon asked her back, but Selina didn’t answer.

Shannon knew that Camilla signed Isaac a contract, but she had a hunch that she wouldn’t be able to get her portrait of herself through her mother.

Because Camilla would not invest 100 million runa just for one of Shannon’s portraits.

It wasn’t like she had a beauty to preserve forever like Selina.

‘What will happen to Isaac at this banquet?’

Shannon would never know what Selina was up to…… but she wanted to have a portrait painted by Isaac.

“Can you draw me, too?”

“Of course, Lady.”

“Then draw me.”

“…… Yes?”

Isaac was taken aback when Shannon settled down and sat down in the chair.

“What are you doing? Start quick.”

A banquet was a place to discuss art.

Just like musicians who perform at concerts, and literary men who compose poems in return for the aristocratic ladies who served them a meal.

Moreover in the banquet where the painting is the main like today, the artist usually drew on the spot.

Shannon’s request was not difficult, but Isaac refused hastily.

“I am… I am nervous in front of so many people watching……”

“Who said they will watch?”

Shannon snorted.

“Just do a simple sketch. You even brought painting tools with you.”

The painting tools were something Isaac carried around to pretend to be a painter.

“Didn’t you hear me?”

Shannon, who was already sitting in a chair waiting for a sketch, was slowly getting annoyed.

“Are you ignoring me now?”

“Oh, no. That’s not it……”

“Then why aren’t you starting?”

Eventually, when Shannon raised her voice, people’s eyes gathered.

“You even brought your painting tools and put the easel like this! So why aren’t you starting to draw me!?”

Isaac was sweating profusely. This troublemaker girl couldn’t believe his excuse when he was saying his hand wouldn’t move if there were too many eyes.

Eventually, the angry Shannon pointed to Selina’s portrait.

“Are you sure you drew that?”

“Tha-that’s right! That’s right, My Lady.”

As Isaac flinched and bowed his head, Shannon’s eyes twinkled and turned.

“You didn’t draw that, did you?”

“……!”