Chapter 1006 [Observation] I am not important to you now.

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The Celestia—a race closest to the gods.

They possess different and powerful abilities, long lifespans, and ageless appearances.

But they were not gods after all, and their final fate was death.

Therefore, the kings of Celestia would choose the most suitable one from their sons and appoint him as crown prince to inherit the throne in the future.

In the Colosseum.

Fierce and cruel howls rang out one after another, mixed with countless excited cheers.

But suddenly, the cheers turned into screams of fright.

The frenzied beast roared and charged toward the audience.

But a glowing arrow was faster, instantly killing the beast with a soft thud.

The man in silver armor put away his bow and arrows and approached the seat reserved for distinguished guests with trepidation. "Your Highness, are you alright?"

The blond boy leaned back in his chair, toying with a ring in his hand. He glanced at the ferocious beast that was only a few meters away from him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "It hasn't even touched me yet, what could possibly happen to me?"

"Your Highness, please forgive me."

The boy waved for him to step aside, leaned slightly to the side, propped his head up with his hand, and watched as the people in the arena trembled as they dragged away the carcass of the ferocious beast.

After a moment, his azure eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up, supporting himself on the handrail. "I thought there would be a thrilling fight here. What a waste of my time."

As the boy passed the armored man, he glanced at him with a smile and said, "After you catch the person, I'd like to ask you to send him away directly."

"Understood, sir." The man lowered his head, avoiding eye contact.

His Highness Christie, the eldest prince of Celitia, though always appearing gentle and refined, is the one they fear the most.

As soon as Christie returned to her palace, a white-haired man appeared beside her.

The man smiled and said to him, "Your Highness, the King hopes you will arrive on time for tonight's banquet."

"No." Christie pulled out a chair, sat down, and casually uttered those two words before picking up a book and opening it to read.

The white-haired man coughed lightly. "Your Highness, you are the king's most valued son and have the potential to become the crown prince. Don't let him down."

“Not interested,” Christie said casually.

White-haired man: "..."

The boy looked at him with a half-smile, "Even if I'm interested in becoming king, what does that have to do with the matchmaking banquet?"

The man choked on his own saliva, coughing several times before looking at the boy guiltily, "Cough cough, Your Highness, where did you get this information from..."

Christie sighed softly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Do you think I can't tell what they're thinking?"

"Your Highness, why don't you go? Consider it a good opportunity to consider potential partners for the other princes and princesses." The man was on the verge of tears, almost kneeling down to beg him. "The King certainly won't force you to meet those noble ladies!"

If you don't go, I won't be able to explain myself, Your Highness! (Wailing)

A hint of exasperation flashed in Christie's eyes. "I know, I'll go."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The man left in a flash, beaming with joy.

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The banquet was a formal affair, but almost everyone knew it was actually a matchmaking event held specifically for the princes' marriages.

The banquet was filled with laughter and joy, the echoes lingering in the air.

The king and queen on the throne looked around but couldn't see their eldest son, but they weren't disappointed.

They had received confirmation from the white-haired man.

If Christie says she'll come, then she definitely will.

Just as I was thinking this, a few small gasps came from below.

The two looked up and saw Christie walking towards them.

A smile instantly appeared on Wang's face, and as soon as he approached, he said impatiently, "Come, come, Christie, why don't you go for a walk with Miss Tavana from the Iris family!"

Christie: ?

He paused for a moment, then glanced at the white-haired man beside him who was looking up at the starry sky. He chuckled silently, a slight smile playing on his lips, and turned to look at the girl whose eyes were sparkling as she looked at him.

"Miss Tavana, this way please."

Tavana slightly lifted her skirt and curtsied, "Your Highness."

Watching the two leave side by side, the king nodded in satisfaction, then turned and smiled at the queen.

Tavana kept stealing glances at Christie the whole way. When she was caught, she wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, she sincerely exclaimed, "Your Highness, you are so handsome."

Christie smiled slightly. "Thank you, but none of the people of Celitia are unattractive."

Tavana nodded slightly in agreement, but then changed the subject, "But only His Highness can make me feel beauty, the others..."

Christie's smile remained unchanged: "..."

Tavana smiled shyly and said, "So, if I'm going to marry, I still want to marry Your Highness."

Christie's smile remained unchanged: "..."

The two walked along the path for a while, chatting about trivial matters, until they reached the garden. Christie noticed that Tavana's breathing was slightly labored, and then heard her softly say in a slightly absent-minded voice:

"Your Highness, I think I've found my new chosen one..."

Christie: "?"

He followed Tavana's gaze and caught sight of a white figure leaning against the moonlight, teasing a small bird. After recognizing the person, he looked away from Tavana, his smile deepening slightly, and even a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes. "Alright, would you like to come over, Miss Tavana?"

Tavana snapped out of her daze, hesitating slightly, "This isn't a good idea, after all, we're currently..."

“It’s okay,” Christie said gently. “I’m not important to you right now, but if you don’t go soon, the other person might leave.”

"!" Tavana's eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood. "Your Highness is right! I'll go over there and strike up a conversation—I mean, I'll go get to know my chosen one!"

Christie nodded. "Good luck, Miss Tavana."

As she jogged over, Christie turned around, not completely away but at least some distance away.

However, just a few minutes later, Christie saw the figure from before suddenly appear in front of him.

The other person leaned lazily against the stone pillar next to him, "Your Highness, the Miss Tavana you brought me is very enthusiastic."

Christie smiled slightly and said, "That just means you're very good-looking, sir."

"Thank you, but none of the people of Seritia are unattractive."

The other party replied lazily.

Christie: "..."

That sounds familiar.

Christie coughed lightly and lowered her posture appropriately. "I'm sorry, sir."

The other person glanced at him, didn't respond, and instead asked a question that had nothing to do with the matter.

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