Act Gracefully As A Villainous Lady

83 victorious maiden, goes wild

"I see Julia thought you were forcing her to marry you didn't want to, so she managed to stop you from participating in this tournament."

"Well understood in your current description."

In the meantime, I left the matter of Julia to Bertram, and Merriah Rose returned to the VIP table feeling her powerlessness.

It is our duty to see the warriors battle once and for all, beyond being entrusted with the role of victorious maiden.

So when I explained the situation to Ulysses and Lynette, who looked worried and waited uninterrupted without being able to swallow it myself, Ulysses seemed to understand the situation unexpectedly and immediately.

"I'm used to acting without Julia's thumping. She wouldn't be surprised if she did it for you."

"No, it's crazy."

No, this prince was already poisoned by Julia.

He was so close to Julia that he was mistaken by the ministers for "I didn't fall in love with that baroness..."

I'm sure her senses are more paralyzed than used to acting out of her regular orbit......

"If it's a Julian translation, I'll take care of it"

"... I can count on you"

To some good prince, Melia Rose glanced at Lynette, "This is no good," she said.

If this happens, I can only hope Bertram works well.

"Totally every next problem…"

"Oh, my goodness, Merriam-Rose indeed..."

Lynette cared, and Mary Rose sighed heavily, calculating an invisible angle from her guest seat.

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A hell of an incident has happened for Meliá Rose, but the tournament is progressing fine.

It's Willem's turn next.

"Yeah, I guess so."

To Ulysses, who muttered so by checking the tournament table, Merriah Rose returned so gracefully under the guise of calm.

But the inside couldn't be very calm.

- Willem, you're okay, aren't you? No, it's okay. He's a strong one. But in case something happens...

Lynette gave me ear to the information that she seemed to have looked into at some point, to Merriah Rose, who had obviously begun to soften.

"Willem's opponent looks like a young man from the Knights. He's one of the winning candidates..."

"Well......!

"But it's okay! Willem fights for Master Merriah Rose, so you can't lose!

Encouraged by Lynette, Merriah Rose clenched her fist all the time.

Willem and his opponents walk out to the arena as the tournament progressors read out their names.

Seeing the two of them, Meliá Rose put her hands on her chest and breathed in in an attempt to calm the tension.

"Inside, you look strong..."

Willem's opponent was a young man of good standing.

He wraps around the Knights' attire and looks forward in a confident manner.

As he proceeded out, yellow cheers rose from some of the audience. Apparently one of the most popular.

Under the current King's policy, the Knights training landscape is frequently open to the public.

Between city daughters and aristocratic warlords, I've heard it's fashionable to create and support your favorite knights - the so-called "Push Knights," but it's more enthusiasm than I thought.

"Yeah, but Willem can't lose!

"You're right, Master Merriah Rose!

"Merriam Rose, the maiden of nominal victory is supposed to support all warriors equally, so much so."

Though Ulysses laughed bitterly, Merriah Rose couldn't help but stare away from the arena.

Willem's opponents don't break the odds of saying they can afford it.

Willem was calm everywhere.

"So let's have a fair fight."

That is what the referee strictly tells him, and the two knights face each other, and put up their swords.

Merriah Rose put her hands together in front of her chest as she prayed, watching where she went.

And...

The battle was a moment.

A tall metal bump sounds, and a sword that crushed the blade tip for simulated warfare dances through the universe.

So fast for Merriah Rose's eyes that she didn't know what had happened.

Willem's opponent stared into his own hands with a flashing look.

Willem approached him in just a moment and played his sword brilliantly.

I'm sure he doesn't know what happened to him or too instantly, and I don't believe this result.

"And the winner...... Willem Herschel!

When the referee hurried to declare so, the audience quieted back… making a simultaneous noise as if it had exploded.

An unnamed knight overwhelmed the corner of the winning candidate. In such a madness, the audience seems to be thrilled.

"Hey, who is that!?

"Hershel means... I wonder if you're Anselm-sama's family!

"Shh, I didn't hear there was someone like that!

"Oh no... guess what!!

Willem didn't even move to the kind of noise that had such a hive.

As much as he doesn't care about winning or losing, he looks back at the Merriam Roses in the VIP table when he pays tribute to his stunned opponents.

And he did make me laugh.

In the meantime, the heartbeat of Merriah Rose rang loudly.

"... I see. That means," Be sure to win, so wait. "

"Well, Master Ulysses is getting to know Willem too!

"I don't know why I'm here with you. It's a lot easier to read than Bertram."

Nor did such Ulysses' interaction with Lynette get into Merriam-Rose's ears.

However, as soon as I see Willem's face, my whole body gets hot as a boil.

Lie down gently, Merriah Rose stood up.

"Excuse me, I'm going to pick some flowers."

That's all I proclaimed, Meliá Rose left the spot behind on an early foot before the two of them said anything.

And the moment I reach the shade of a tree without anyone behind the venue - I push my forehead against the big tree that hits me there as much as I want.

"... to the habit of glasses, to the habit of glasses..."

What's that spare attitude?

I was worried because of you, but I can't believe you overwhelmed the winning candidate like that...

- Silly!! That's so cool. Ooh!

"Who told you to get over there! For glasses habits!! They say so much!!

But he did laugh when he saw Mary Rose.

Ulysses close to him says, 'Be sure to win, so wait'...

"Ohhhhhh......!!

I was already too bored to do anything about it, and Merriah Rose thought to herself, hugging me all over the tree trunk like a semi.

My body is hot, my cheeks loose naturally.

Just reminds me of his smile... enough that my body is going to melt like hot butter.

"Silly, silly!! Willem's fool!!