The moment Kloeber laid eyes on the dining table laden with delicious food, his eyes instantly sparkled. He couldn't contain his eagerness and quickly strode forward, plopping down onto the chair beside the table. Then, he asked eagerly, "Can I eat all of this?"

  No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kloeber felt a sudden tightening at the back of his neck. He was lifted up by a powerful force. Turning around, he saw Aena with a frosty expression, gripping his collar tightly and saying icily, "This isn't the place for you to sit."

  "Then where should I sit?" Kloeber asked, his face full of confusion. His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Aena innocently.

  "Stand," Aena snorted. The sound seemed to squeeze out between her teeth, carrying a hint of coldness.

  Noticing Aena's unyielding attitude, Kloeber rested his chin in his hand and fell into a brief moment of contemplation. He was well aware that, generally speaking, normal people find it hard to resist cute creatures.

  Especially when dealing with those who wear a cold facade, a direct confrontation usually proves fruitless. On the contrary, approaches such as cuteness, adorable things, or comedy might have a better chance of breaking down the other party's psychological defenses.

  Kloeber's eyes lit up as an idea flashed through his mind. That's right! Didn't he now have an extremely cute and pretty female appearance? Why not make the most of it?

  Without hesitation, Kloeber immediately put away his previous eagerness and adopted a pitiful look. He gently placed his hand on his stomach, which had been growling with hunger, and said in a trembling voice, "But I haven't eaten anything since yesterday." As he spoke, Kloeber pursed his lips, and there was a faint sheen of tears in his eyes. The hand on his stomach moved in a slow circle, making him look as if he had endured a great deal of grievance.

  Sure enough, for some reason, the corners of Aena's otherwise icy face lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile that was barely noticeable. However, this smile vanished as quickly as a flash in the pan.

  Aena seemed to realize her momentary lapse and immediately wiped the smile off her face, returning to her cold demeanor. "It's already a mercy to let you stand. Don't push my limits," she said. Although Aena remained standing upright with no intention of sitting down, her eyes involuntarily softened a bit.

  Kloeber's sharp eyes caught this subtle change in her expression, and he instantly understood something. It seemed that even Aena, with her frosty personality, couldn't remain completely indifferent to his cute offensive.

  Through this incident, Kloeber also came to understand that there was a fundamental difference between Aena's coldness and Ashina's. Aena's coldness might just be a surface pretense, while Ashina's coldness was like an insurmountable iceberg, deeply rooted in her heart.

  "Fine," Kloeber nodded deliberately, feigning resignation to his fate. When Aena saw Kloeber's expression, the curve of her lips deepened slightly without her even realizing this subtle change.

  "Alright, don't worry. You'll get your food shortly," Aena couldn't help but comfort him softly upon seeing his pitiful appearance.

  This rare show of kindness from Aena further confirmed Kloeber's suspicion. He nodded and refrained from asking any more questions. Kloeber knew that one had to know when to stop pushing; otherwise, persistent pestering would only backfire.

  Fortunately, Kloeber didn't have to wait long. Soon, the dining room door opened slowly, and people started filing in one after another. There weren't many of them, but they were all exceptionally good-looking. Leading the way was a man, followed by two women.

  The system issued a timely prompt: "Identify." Through the system, Kloeber learned that the man's name was Andrew, the queen's younger brother, who had been conferred the title of prince.

  The other two women were the queen's younger sisters. The more mature-looking one was Princess Helen, and the young and cute one was Princess Elise. Helen was the second sister, Elise was the third sister, and Andrew was the fourth brother.

  As soon as the three of them entered the dining room, their attention was drawn to Kloeber. They were clearly intrigued by him, stealing glances at him from time to time and whispering to each other, their eyes filled with curiosity and suspicion.

  Just as everyone was observing Kloeber, the clear sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed from afar. The rhythmic clicks, sharp and powerful, instantly interrupted everyone's curious stares.

  Instinctively, everyone turned towards the source of the sound. There was Ashina, gracefully making her way into the dining room in a pristine white gown. Her steps were light and rhythmic, each one resembling a meticulously choreographed dance move, as harmonious as a symphony.

  The high heels struck the floor, producing a crisp and pleasant sound that reverberated through the quiet dining room without the slightest hesitation. Her snow-white figure was like a fairy descending from the clouds, exuding an otherworldly aura as if she were untouched by the mundane world.

  Her arrival immediately captured everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but gaze at her.

  "Good morning, my beautiful sister," Princess Helen spoke first, her voice clear and melodious, exuding the grace of the royal family. She gave a slight bow, wearing a proper smile on her face and showing deep respect for the queen in her eyes.

  "Sister, good morning!" Elise was much more lively and playful. She bounced over to the queen's side, her face beaming with a bright smile and her eyes shining with excitement, seemingly not fond of being restricted by the cumbersome rules.

  Andrew was the quietest of them all. He simply smiled and nodded at Ashina, without saying much, yet his smile was filled with deep concern and respect.

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  "Since everyone is here, let's start breakfast," Ashina said gracefully as she walked to the dining table and sat down slowly. However, before they began eating, a solemn pre-meal ritual was conducted.

  Everyone clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and mumbled something, seemingly praying to a certain deity. Kloeber watched with curiosity, secretly wondering which god they were praying to. After the prayer, they all picked up their knives and forks and started their meal.

  "When will I get something to eat?" Kloeber muttered softly on purpose, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness and longing. Kloeber was indeed starving, and the intense hunger was like a tempest, constantly battering his nerves.

  But as he said this, there was also a hint of tentativeness in his words. He secretly observed everyone's reactions out of the corner of his eye.

  Ashina heard Kloeber's words. She stopped cutting her food and looked up, her gaze calm as she said to Kloeber, "Kloeber, come here..."

  Kloeber's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the queen was going to give him something to eat? Despite his ravenous hunger, Kloeber's cautious nature, developed over the years, prevented him from acting impulsively. He lowered his head slightly, a look of caution and confusion on his face, and slowly walked towards the queen.

  Ashina didn't utter a word but merely pointed beneath her thighs with her finger. Kloeber was taken aback, his heart brimming with bewilderment. What on earth did this mean? Was she asking him to look at her shoes? With a mind full of confusion, he carefully lowered his head and took a good look at the queen's footwear.

  It was a pair of exquisite high-heeled shoes. Several resplendent gemstones were inlaid on the shoe surface, glinting with an alluring radiance under the illumination of the lights. Kloeber studied them for a moment and then lifted his head. With a hint of banter in his tone, he commented, "These shoes are really lovely. Are you going to give them to me?"

  No sooner had Kloeber finished speaking than someone couldn't help bursting into laughter. Kloeber turned around and saw that Elise was the first one doubled over with laughter. She clasped her stomach with both hands, her eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and the smile on her face was as bright as a blooming flower.

  However, Kloeber also noticed that apart from Elise, there was another person who couldn't hold back her laughter, and that was the female knight Aena. Although Aena tried her best to suppress her laughter, with only the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, Kloeber still caught it with his sharp eyes.

  The system's prompt tone rang out in Kloeber's mind at the right moment: "The task progress has been completed by half. Please keep up the good work."

  Could this really make them laugh? Kloeber was pleasantly surprised. He quickly looked up at the queen, only to find that she still wore an icy expression, as if nothing had happened at all. Could it be that she had only smiled for a fleeting moment and then quickly masked it?

  Kloeber suddenly understood. He had already started to create a psychological profile of Her Majesty the Queen in his heart. Previously, when the queen was on the throne, time was pressing, and there hadn't been many opportunities for interaction, so he hadn't had a chance to get to know Ashina.

  But now, Kloeber knew that the more inadvertently the other party revealed small gestures, the more likely they were to expose their true nature.

  "Since you like them, I'll bestow them upon you," the queen's voice remained as calm as still water, revealing no trace of emotion. After saying that, she actually lifted her foot slightly and said indifferently, "Take them off."

  Upon hearing these words, Kloeber was completely stunned. He secretly marveled in his heart that the thoughts of Her Majesty the Queen were truly elusive. Nevertheless, he didn't hesitate and immediately squatted down.

  At that moment, his attention was entirely drawn to the queen's legs. They were a pair of legs as white as snow, with delicate and smooth skin, without the slightest blemish, as if they had been carved from the finest jade. Kloeber extended his hand and gently grasped the queen's ankle. The touch was as warm and smooth as jade, and it was as if an electric current instantly coursed through his entire body from his fingertips.

  His other hand carefully fastened onto the shoelace and began to untie it slowly. Kloeber inwardly exclaimed in admiration. Indeed, she was the queen. Her skin was incredibly well-maintained. He would swear that if Ashina were to participate in a world beauty pageant, she would at least be a world champion.

  However, on the surface, Kloeber remained composed. His movements were skillful and swift. In no time, he removed the shoes from both of the queen's feet without the slightest hesitation.

  "It's only polite to reciprocate. My master, I'll give you my shoes to wear," Kloeber stood up, flashed a carefree smile, and was about to take off his own shoes as he spoke.

  "Put away your shoes. I don't need them," Ashina sat on the chair motionless, not even turning her head. But her tone was noticeably colder, as if the surrounding air was about to freeze.

  Yet Kloeber didn't care at all upon hearing this. He crouched down, picked up the shoes he had taken off, and reached out towards the queen's dainty feet.

  "What are you up to?" Ashina looked at Kloeber's actions, a flicker of doubt crossing her eyes, but she didn't stop him.

  Kloeber held the shoes in one hand and gently lifted the queen's dainty foot with the other, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare and precious treasure. Then, he slowly put his own shoes on the queen's feet.

  After putting on the shoes, Kloeber stood up, took two steps back, and, like a connoisseur, commented on the queen's feet and shoes: "They fit perfectly. It seems our feet are quite compatible."

  But the queen merely glanced at the shoes out of the corner of her eye, said nothing, and her face remained as expressionless as ever.

  The system's prompt tone rang out merrily again: "Congratulations, host! You have successfully completed the task! Reward: Acquire the charm skill. Please keep up the good work!"

  As expected! Kloeber was filled with excitement. He had gradually figured out the logic behind the queen's icy exterior. There were just some crucial clues missing, but he wasn't in a rush. He knew that to melt this "iceberg," he needed to take it slow, just like cooking tofu, which required a gentle simmer over a low fire.

  "Sister smiled! Sister smiled!" Elise suddenly exclaimed loudly, her voice filled with surprise and excitement, as if she had discovered a new land. Her face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes were filled with a strange kind of obsession. And this scene naturally didn't escape Kloeber's notice.

  "Interesting..." Kloeber glanced at Elise and thought to himself.

  "Have you thrown all table manners to the wind?" Just then, Helen interrupted her younger sister Elise. Her voice was stern and cold, and her eyes betrayed dissatisfaction and reproach.

  Elise quickly covered her mouth with both hands and looked at her second sister Helen with fear in her eyes, like a kitten that had made a mistake.

  "Continue with your meal." Fortunately, Ashina spoke up in a timely manner, restoring order. However, her expression remained as cold as an iceberg, showing no sign that she had ever smiled just now.

  After saying this, Ashina turned her head towards Kloeber.

  "I told you to eat, but you changed my shoes instead," she said, her tone so cold that it sent a chill down one's spine, as if falling into a frigid cellar.

  "Since you don't want to eat, then you can keep starving."

  "Aena, take him away. No one is allowed to give him anything to eat without my order," her voice was flat, as if devoid of any emotions, as if she were talking about something trivial.

  So she was going to give me something to eat? Kloeber was startled when he heard the queen's words. He looked down and only then noticed that there was actually a plate beside the queen's feet, with a piece of bread on it.

  Previously, his attention had been completely drawn to the queen's legs, so he hadn't seen this piece of bread at all. Kloeber was at a loss for words. This is treating me like a dog!