The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 81
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“The winner, Arma!”
“The winner, Hatan!”
The continuous victories escalated the cheers.
Roxelyn blinked in surprise, sitting in her chair upon hearing Arma’s unexpected victory.
‘…Was he always that strong?’
She glanced at the Kalutans sprawling on the ground, then back at Arma, who was now stretching in preparation for his next match.
Kalutans were known to be warriors among warriors, each easily worth a hundred men.
They preferred hand-to-hand combat over sword fighting, monstrous in some sense.
Despite it not being a fight to the death, Roxelyn found it unbelievable that Arma was knocking them down with his sword.
‘…No, with such skills, why was he killed by assassins?’
Roxelyn silently watched him winning consecutively.
‘Were the assassins that strong?’
She remembered. They were strong and numerous, but not monstrously so like the Kalutans.
“What the hell, when did he overcome his trauma?”
She turned towards a muttering voice. Yuldian was glaring at Arma in the wide arena, face scrunched in disgust.
“Trauma?”
At Roxelyn’s question, Yuldian glanced at her, then hesitated, his face turning beet red.
“You, you! Why aren’t you dressed properly?! How dare you appear in such a scandalous state before the empire’s princes…!”
Roxelyn, with a slightly annoyed expression, looked Yuldian up and down.
“Coming from someone sitting in the lap of someone dressed even more scandalously?”
Roxelyn’s smirk made Yuldian shiver in embarrassment.
Blushing furiously, he struggled to escape from Naryan, who had him on her lap.
As he tried to wriggle free, Naryan smacked his buttocks.
“Ouch! Oww! It hurts!”
“Sweetie, shh. You can’t be loud during the match!”
“Who’s your sweetie…!”
Naryan pouted her lips, and Yuldian clamped his mouth shut.
Yuldian, who would slander and toy with women on any slight mistake, had truly met his match.
“How can someone be so handsome…”
Naryan hugged Yuldian tightly, rubbing her face against his back.
“If the alliance goes well, Mother said we might even consider a royal marriage. So, hang in there, sweetie.”
“What?! What nonsense…!”
“Ah, how can you be so cute even when you’re angry? I think I fell for you at first sight…”
Naryan’s unabashed affection frightened Yuldian.
‘The Khan is considering even a royal marriage.’
But a royal marriage was one of the best ways to solidly bind two nations.
The Emperor cared for his children in his way, and the Kalutans had deep familial love.
“Get lost already…!”
Yuldian pushed Naryan away, shouting.
“…Get lost? My goodness, you’re the first person ever to say that to me.”
“Ah! You’re driving me crazy, really!”
Yuldian screamed almost like a cry of despair.
Roxelyn looked at Yuldian, who, despite his displeasure, refrained from violence.
‘Well, attacking would only hurt him more.’
With a gaze devoid of any sympathy, Roxelyn turned her attention back to the arena.
“The winner, Hatan!”
The sound of the semifinal ending reached her ears.
‘The Second Prince has probably never met a woman stronger than him.’
Despite his casual demeanor, his swordsmanship skills were quite remarkable.
In fact, during the war with Kaluta, Yuldian and the First Prince had led the battlefront.
“The Third Prince is suffering from trauma…?”
“Yes, ever since he nearly died from an assassin in his youth, he would tremble at the sight of anything sharp.”
Yuldian scoffed at Roxelyn’s question.
“It’s funny, being born a prince and having experienced such things not just once. Since then, he couldn’t even hold a sword without shaking…”
Yuldian narrowed his eyes as he looked at Arma.
‘But that… Is that the appearance of someone who hasn’t held a sword in nearly ten years?’