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"I'm glad you like it. It's decided, this castle will be our base from now on," the little girl said with a smile.

"Huh?"

"That Wood guy sold me out once, so I gave him a castle in return, which is a bargain for him."

The little girl smacked her lips: "If it were the class monitor, she would definitely strike that bastard Wood dead with lightning."

Just as Aran was about to say something, she saw the senior knights walking over with solemn expressions.

"Challenger Aran, please come with us to the dueling hall."

"Furthermore, Your Excellency, may I ask that you serve as a witness to this duel?"

"no problem"

The little girl floated up and patted Aran: "Hurry up and go. Remember to hit Wood hard when you hit him later."

"Well......"

Not long after Sasha and Arran arrived at the dueling hall, Wood entered, accompanied by two attendants.

The man had just washed up, and his hair was still wet.

He looked at Aran for a moment, nodded to her, and then looked at the little girl.

"Lady Sasha, it's been a long time. If it weren't for these wings, I wouldn't have recognized you."

"It has been quite a long time."

The young girl looked at Wood, her tone tinged with emotion: "What happened? Did someone mistreat you, a Grand Duke? You look so haggard."

"Please excuse me, Wood deserved what he got."

After a pause, the man bowed deeply to the angel: "I'm so sorry, I..."

"Let's not talk about that now."

The little girl waved her hand: "You should focus on dealing with your challenger."

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It was a short time before I met Wood face to face again, but both of us had changed a lot.

After these days of fighting against the knights, Aran's strength has steadily improved.

Now, she is no weakling among the knights.

Arran is changing for the better, and Grand Duke Wood...

'I can no longer feel any pressure from him. The elders were right; now, any militiaman could beat the Grand Duke to a pulp.'

A strong impulse suddenly rose in the girl's heart. She wanted to shout to the man in front of her—Aran no longer blames you. Please become the knight-duke who is deeply respected by your predecessors again!

"..."

"No, this won't help the Grand Duke at all. What he wants has never been my 'forgiveness'."

Arran gripped her axe tightly and bowed to Wood: "Your Excellency, please guide me this time as well."

The man's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but he still returned the greeting meticulously.

"Aran, take your revenge on me!"

Wood charged forward first, slashing at Arran's right hand, which was holding the axe.

"Too slow, Your Majesty!"

Arran struck first, hitting Wood hard on the shoulder with the back of her axe.

"Uh"

The longsword fell to the ground, and Wood staggered backward, clutching his shoulder.

"Are you even a knight? You can't even hold your own sword properly!"

The girl kicked the sword in front of Wood: "Pick it up and continue."

"..."

Silently picking up his beloved sword, Wood switched the hand holding it to his left.

"Weak, feeble swings, haven't you eaten?"

"That last sword strike from behind was far more severe than this!"

"Is that all you can do? Get up!"

A hard punch landed on Wood's face, and the man's nose cracked as he collapsed to the ground with a wail.

"Phew, you're not a punching bag."

"This kind of revenge is meaningless."

The screams stopped abruptly, and Wood slowly crawled to where the longsword had fallen.

He managed to pick up his weapon by squeezing it between his wrists several times.

"Lord..."

The knights couldn't bear to watch Wood trembling as he walked up to Arran any longer, so they all closed their eyes.

"Use your axe, come on, come on..."

"what!"

With a loud shout, Aran struck Wood hard on the forehead with the handle of her axe.

"Well"

Falling backward onto the ground, the man felt his last bit of strength had been exhausted.

Is this the end for me?

The pain was unbearable, especially in my head.

But at that moment, Wood found peace in his heart.

'Give me the final blow!'

Barely opening his eyes, Wood tried to signal to Aran to hurry up and do something.

"!"

Suddenly, Wood's gaze sharpened.

He saw his attendant, the man who had been fortunate enough to watch the battle and was now standing directly behind Aran.

That man... he made a strange movement.

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The man raised his arm straight up, aiming it at Aran's back, his face displaying a coldness Wood had never seen before.

An extremely bad premonition rose in Wood's mind, and he understood almost instantly what was about to happen.

'This is a sacred duel, this is Arran's revenge.'

'I'm almost free...'

'Why, why did you have to destroy all of this!'

His immense anger transformed into power, and Wood roared as he sprang to his feet.

"Do not!!!"

"Huh?"

Aran was startled. Before she could react, Wood suddenly burst out and rammed into her.

The poisoned hidden arrow flew towards him, and Wood was no longer able to dodge it.

"Lord!"

"Damn it, how dare you?"

The incident happened so suddenly that none of the knights had time to react.

The knights' eyes turned red as they looked at Wood, who lay on the ground with an arrow in his chest, his life hanging in the balance.

"go to hell!"

The longsword, about to sever the attendant's head, was stopped by an angel's single finger. The little girl shook her head slightly at the knights: "Don't kill him yet, drag him away for interrogation..."

Before he could finish speaking, the attendant collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The little girl turned her head and saw that the man lying on the ground had a ferocious face and blood coming from the corner of his mouth, clearly having committed suicide by poisoning himself.

"..."

Is Turtle a suicide bomber?

"My lord!"

At that moment, the knights' cries rang out.

The poison on the arrow was extremely potent, and Wood was clearly near death.

"Don't panic!"

Sasha scooped the man off the ground and flew to Wood's side, pressing her hand against his forehead.

The Miracle Light was activated, and Wood and his attendants immediately began to convulse.

'Phew, thank goodness I'm not completely dead.'

'He's truly dead; even my miraculous light can't save him.'

Once the two had calmed down, the little girl tossed the attendant in her arms to the anxious knights.

"Interrogate him carefully, but be careful not to let him commit suicide again."