Reincarnated as a Mob
I heard a soft chuckle from Wilbur, which made me gave him a questioning look.
“Pardon me, Sire. I am just happy to hear you harbouring feelings towards somebody, anybody to be exact. It really shows that you are a normal person just like us. Well, you are probably a NORMAL person too, but with a crown over his head.” Wilbur started talking. I’ll know when he started his chatting, his hands would start to move, gesturing this and that. His chattering wasn’t entirely empty, though. Behind that seemingly cheerful façade, he is a one witty person.
“If your love is someone that you wanted to be with for the rest of your life, you should make her your queen. She is a noble too, isn’t she?”
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