Act Gracefully As A Villainous Lady

At midnight, the training ground was quiet and different from daytime.

The quietness is pleasant now. Willem calms down and waits slowly.

---... you can't lose.

It's not like we're stuck here to grasp the future with Mary Rose.

Whatever it takes to win a duel with Jeffrey, we have to give up that mean man.

Eventually, I heard a faint footsteps, and Jeffrey appeared from the darkness, the waiting person I had imagined.

"Oh, you didn't run away because you were afraid. If there's anything I can do, I can't miss it now."

Thank you very much. Let's get started. "

Willem rounds off Jeffrey's cheap provocation.

Jeffrey raised his eyebrows for a moment, but soon he stepped into the middle of the training ground.

That's true too. You should spend less time worshipping your offensive side. "

Jeffrey pulls out the sword. And he turned his neck toward Willem, and told him to look down.

"Say it again. As soon as I win, I want you to wake up and stay away from Mary Rose."

"... okay. On the contrary, if I win, I swear I won't hurt her again."

Meliárose's crying face came back to life.

I never wanted to see you cry like that again.

The two young knights held their swords and stared at each other.

It moved simultaneously, even without a signal.

A high-armored sound of metal hitting Kin-san.

Willem and Jeffrey have never put together a sword before.

If you have won, you have lost.

It is still not strange which wins.

--Isn 't that a rope after all...?!

Jeffrey is an up-and-coming son of a bitch, but he's from a famous family, and he's got a sword.

You can't get out of your mind for a second.

Once pressured, Willem immediately regained his posture and quickly waved his sword.

"Come on, give up!

"That's my dialog...!

Jeffrey is strong. I'm sure I could have respected you as a capable person if you had a decent personality now.

And above all, he is the Marquis' wedded son. I am in a position to match Meliárose.

... jealous. I can't help being jealous. If it comes true, I'd like to turn it off right now.

Willem hates Jeffrey so much, it's a lie to say that he's not jealous.

- No way. Don't disturb me...!

If you wave your sword with all that black emotion, you'll just give Jeffrey a chance to get into it.

Even so, emotions cannot be controlled so easily.

I'm not an honorable knight now.

Seeing Willem's distorted expression, Jeffrey threw up in mockery.

"Ha, you look terrible! Show it to Meliárose!

"... shut up"

"With your filthy nature, Mary Rose will wake up!

"... annoying!

I don't want you to see it, I don't want you to know it.

If she yearns for a "knight" in a fairy tale, she will be frightened to see Willem in such an ugly lust.

I swore to be a man worthy of her.

I was trying to be her admired, honorable knight.

But the real Willem... is nothing but an ugly, jealous, lowly man.

- Are you sure you're happy with me, Mr. Mary Rose?

I usually hold it down, and that suspicion comes back to my head.

--Isn 't there someone more suitable for her?

Geoffrey... even if it's out of the question, someone like Prince Roberto of the neighboring country, who combines stature, strength and personality... may not show up again.

- No, don't think about it.

Loss of mind slows down movement.

Jeffrey didn't miss the gap.

We managed to fight back, but Jeffrey's onslaught continued.

No, I can't lose like this...!

At that moment...

"Willem....!

I felt like I heard her voice I loved.

Your voice makes your whole body bleed hot.

- "I want to stay with you forever..."

― Fufu, I'm counting on you, my knight.

... yes. What's your status, what's your family status?

Willem received more trust and affection from Mary Rose than that.

What the hell were you so nervous about?

What if I don't respond to what she just gave me...!

Ha!

With Jeffrey's sword, Willem turned around and turned into an offensive.

It was strange and even my head felt lighter.

The tall sound of metal hitting each other... and the sound of a sword thrown off the ground echoing through the training ground.

Willem pointed his sword at the dazed Jeffrey.

"I won."