At least that's what he felt.
As for what might happen on Dean's side, it's none of Rensak's business.
Anyway, there is no need to worry about the safety of the princess. Although only one breath disappeared from the carriage, looking at the entire team, there were far more than one person disappearing with it.
Since there is a guard following, let her go.
Lensak believed that the man who could lure Sigrid to Area 13 would definitely have a way to deal with the princess.
With the tacit approval of him, the leader of the group, the knights steadily carried out Princess Sigrid's welcome meeting in accordance with the procedures. No one realized that the princess had unknowingly changed her position.
Only one person, Dean, who came to the door, was forced to understand the truth of everything.
He didn't expect that something like this would happen on the day Sigrid visited District 13. Looking at the girl in casual clothes walking in from the balcony, he didn't know how to react for a moment.
"First time we meet, I am Sigrid."
Her Royal Highness the Princess performed a standard court etiquette towards him. Although she was not wearing a crown, she naturally revealed an aura of nobility.
Dean didn't know how to describe that aura, but it always felt different from the princesses who occasionally appeared on TV when he was at Blue Star.
Or it shouldn’t be called temperament, but momentum is more accurate...
Although he was thinking about miscellaneous things in his mind, Dean did not waste his time talking about it. He didn't know palace etiquette, and it was inconvenient to go back without knowing whether the other party was using female etiquette, so he simply said A greeting is considered a greeting.
"Welcome to the Blue Star Breeding House, Your Highness the Princess."
He asked politely: "If you show up here now, then the welcome party..."
"Don't worry, someone will be there for me."
It was not convenient to discuss the matter of the princess substitute in detail, so Sigrid brushed off the issue lightly and walked to Dean's side.
"Today is a special day. My identity does not allow me to visit according to the normal procedures, so I came in on my own initiative. Mr. Dean will not mind, right?"
Dean twitched the corner of his mouth and said duplicitously: "Of course not."
After getting the answer, Sigrid stared at his face for a while, not knowing what she saw. After a while, she turned her head and continued the topic.
"Although I really want to visit this breeding house now, but I feel a little guilty just wandering around the owner's house without making any contribution..."
"Where is the equipment that I need to modify?"
Dean led the people to the first floor and opened the locked storage room door.
The moment the blood analysis equipment appeared in front of Sigrid's eyes, her impression changed.
Dean only felt a breeze blowing by him, and with a flick of his eyes, Sigrid appeared in front of the device.
She wore gold-rimmed glasses that she didn't know where she had taken out from somewhere. Her expression was serious, and her whole body seemed to have changed with the appearance of these glasses.
Dean looked at her, feeling as if the person in front of him had instantly transformed from a princess on the throne to a scholar.
"This device..."
As the person who knows the most about the manufacturing level of the empire's magic props and equipment, Sigrid roughly guessed the reason why Dean was unwilling to talk more about this blood analysis equipment as soon as she got started. She gave Dean a meaningful look, but didn't Say the next words.
Once you accept something like entrustment, you have to do it according to the rules.
Not prying into the client's information privately is also one of the rules that needs to be followed.
It felt like Sigrid could pull off her panties if she remained silent any longer. Dean cleared his throat and changed the subject: "How about it? Can it be modified according to the idea I sent you before?"
While studying the equipment, Sigrid said truthfully: "Your idea is too idealistic in many aspects. I don't know if you have ever found another magic prop maker, but I can guarantee that it will definitely be possible." The first reaction of most magic prop makers after seeing that letter would be to throw it to the ground, stomp on it, and then spit on it."
Is it that bad?
Dean was dubious.
In order not to be embarrassed, he wrote the letter after studying some related books. The difficulty may be a bit high, but it is not to the point of being disliked, right?
Seemingly seeing through what he was thinking, Sigrid took out the hair tie from her wrist, tied her hair, and suggested maliciously: "If you don't believe it, you can try it with someone to see who else besides me. No one will accept your commission."
"In other words, let's see if anyone besides me doesn't scold you for your whims."
She had just talked about it, so it was impossible for Dean to actually try it. He gave a fake smile and talked about something else, confusing the topic.
While chatting, Sigrid had already figured out the specific design ideas of this blood analysis equipment. She opened the tool box, found the gloves and put them on, and then removed the protective layer of the equipment by cracking the magic node.
"Don't worry. Although your idea is a little outrageous, it's not impossible."
"Of course, it depends on who does it."
"What you have in front of you is the best magic prop maker in the empire, and even the entire human race. It is said that the woman can destroy a country with a tool box."
"In my hands, nothing is impossible."
Blinking at Dean, Sigrid looked at his strange expression, stretched out her hands, and pulled out several magic circles from the core layer of the device.
The colorful magic arrays were evenly arranged in mid-air, as if they were solidified by some kind of power.
Dean could even see with his naked eyes that the lines on it were glowing due to the flow of magic power.
"The internal design is quite good. It can be seen that it has been adjusted many times, but there are still big loopholes..."
Sigrid stretched out her little finger and moved the third magic circle as if adjusting something concrete.
The light yellow magic circle slowly rotated, and as it operated, the seventh-ranked purple magic circle also began to make movement.
Dean saw the magic circle spinning like a gear under the princess's little finger, and even caused another magic circle to start rotating. An incredible look suddenly appeared on his face.
Magic circle...is this how it works?
Sigrid was not aware of the shock of the layman next to her at all. She studied the linkage of the magic circle and soon had a rough idea of how to transform the equipment.
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