"well played!"

"Pretty!"

"Hit a left straight punch! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Kick him! Kick him!"

"Brilliant!" After putting down her clapping hands, An Shu grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into her mouth, then directed Roswaal to make his move.

The maid sitting in her lap felt ashamed and, sensing Priscilla's strange gaze, dared not look up.

Fortunately, this technique that hinders cognition is advanced enough that no one pays attention to them even though they shout so loudly.

"What a pity! Roswaal was too slow to react. I should have taken control of his body!"

The veil magic has been broken by that purple-haired guy, so this farce is finally coming to an end!

An Shu, however, seemed unsatisfied and looked regretful.

"Remlin, ah—" After feeding the little maid the popcorn in her hand, Anshu snapped her fingers, releasing Reinhard from his restraints.

Only half a minute! That's too little...

Shouldn't we have trapped those two troublemakers too?

Even if he's trapped, Roswaal probably won't continue. After all, there's the Royal Selection to come, and he doesn't want things to get too tense with the Knights!

Although it may seem like only a short time, Roswaal just used the power of magic to fight Reinhard for more than forty rounds!

Although Reinhard was constantly on the defensive...

Despite all those exchanges, Roswaal only managed to land three hits on him: twice in the chest and once in the wrist. He truly lives up to his title of 'Sword Saint'! Even without any protective buffs!

……

"Count Mezas, please stop!"

A dazzling sword aura swept across the field, forcing Roswaal back. Yurius, leading his captain, leaped in front of his friend.

"No, right?" Julius asked, sensing that his friend's status was a bit strange.

Although I didn't watch the whole scene, I did catch the last few punches Roswaal landed on Reinhard. He actually got hit?

Even disregarding the protection, given his skill level, he shouldn't be doing this! Why isn't he moving?

"It's nothing!" Reinhard rubbed his sore wrist, feeling a bit annoyed. Roswaal really didn't know his own strength when he hit him!

I lifted my leg and found that I could move again.

“Count Mezas, are you here today to provoke our Knights? Can I take that as an attempt to humiliate us? Do you really think our Knights are easy to bully?” Marcos followed closely behind, striding over to question Roswaal, who was putting on his cloak.

They used magic instead of swordsmanship! What do they take a fair duel for? Playing house?

"sorry!"

Roswaal, who had been nonchalant, suddenly straightened up at this moment, bowing 90 degrees to the somewhat indignant captain of the knight order, and said without his strange tone, "It was when I realized that I was no match for Knight Reinhard that I used magic."

It was my fault. I offer my sincerest apologies to the Knights for my foolish actions! I'm sorry!

"you……"

"Commander, it's alright!" Marcos wanted to say something, but Reinhard stepped forward to smooth things over and stopped him.

He knew that his commander wanted to get an explanation for him.

"Sir Reinhard, you have been so insulted by him, aren't you going to seek justice?" Marcos asked him, somewhat puzzled.

"It's alright. Count Mezas is known for his wit. I think he was just joking with me."

"Yes! It was my fault for not informing you beforehand about today's events. Please forgive me, Knight Reinhard!" Roswaal, who had straightened up, lowered his head again to apologize.

Marcos, of course, did not believe this explanation!

But Reinhard seemed unwilling to pursue the matter further, and Roswaal also adopted a submissive attitude, so I really felt embarrassed to say anything.

He looked at Roswaal again, his sharp gaze fixed on him, and said solemnly, "Count Mezas, please have some self-respect. Don't make such unreasonable jokes on our Knights' territory next time!"

After saying that, he turned and left, intending to wait in his office for Reinhard to come and give him an explanation.

"The captain has a rather straightforward temper, please don't mind, Earl!" Reinhard said awkwardly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"It's alright, it was definitely my fault today, I'm so sorry!"

"Haha, I'm fine, but the audience here needs to be explained by the Earl!" Reinhard laughed heartily, putting on a magnanimous act.

The audience was completely baffled!

I rushed over early in the morning with great enthusiasm, and waited for quite a while. I thought there would be an epic showdown, but all I got was a huge black fog, and then it ended inexplicably!

Even the best-tempered person will get annoyed when they're being teased, right?

"Yes, of course, cough cough!" Roswaal cleared his throat and began to release the mana within his body to amplify the following sounds.

"I apologize to everyone here. I am Roswaal L. Mezas. I am truly sorry for the farce that has occurred today and for taking up your time. I apologize to everyone here. I am so sorry!"

Most of those present were commoners who had come to watch the spectacle; otherwise, they wouldn't have shouted so loudly at the beginning. Now, hearing Roswaal, a nobleman, speaking so humbly, they felt embarrassed to say anything more.

As for the few nobles, given their refinement, they wouldn't care about such things; at most, they would just find them a bit absurd.

So the crowd began to disperse in twos and threes.

"Hmm!" Roswaal nodded, and the surrounding crowd seemed fairly satisfied. He bowed to Reinhard again, "Again, I apologize, Knight Reinhard! I have some matters to attend to today, so I'll have to leave now. I'll pay you a visit another day!"

"It's alright, it's alright, no need! Count, please remember to give my regards to Miss Anshu!" Reinhard waved his hand, indicating that it was no problem.

He already knew An Shu was there when he was first bound, since no one but An Shu could have done it. For the past five years, he had been 'bullied' by An Shu in this way, and gradually he had gotten used to An Shu's magical methods.

Although I really want to go see him, I have to go see my commander first!

“Well, farewell!” Roswaal nodded, not even trying to correct him, tore open a small spatial rift, entered, and disappeared from the spot.

"Well, goodbye!" Reinhard waved, glanced around at the audience who had left halfway, and sighed when he couldn't find An Shu.

“My friend…” Julius then reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"It's alright, Julius, Miss Anshu is being naughty again!" He shook his head, somewhat helplessly.

Chapter 103 Letters

"Sir Reinhard, why did you plead with Count Mezas today? He's making a fool of us. Not even a duke would do that!"

And why didn't you fight back today?

"I apologize to you for what Count Mezas did today. I'm sorry, Commander!"

Sitting in the chair, Marcos stared directly at Reinhard standing in front of him, and Reinhard did not look away, but met his gaze.

After a long silence, Marcos was the first to look away, sighing, "Fine, you didn't do anything wrong. Tell me, why did you do this?"

After hesitating for a moment, Reinhard shook his head with a wry smile. "Miss Anshu sent him. I may have angered Miss Anshu again..."

"An Shu? Is that the president of the 'Ghost' Chamber of Commerce?"

"Correct!"

"You like him?"

“It’s her! Yes!” He corrected Marcos slightly before confirming loudly.

Marcos's face darkened. "Sir Reinhard, may I ask you a personal question later? What is your sexual orientation?"

I like girls!

"That Anshu is a gentleman, you couldn't possibly not know that, could you?"

“Yes, my friend, Lady Anastasia also told me that Mr. Anshu is indeed quite handsome, but he is a man, just like Knight Phyllis!” Julius, standing to the side, echoed Marcos.

"..."

Looking at the silent Reinhard, Marcos tapped the table and continued, "Knight Reinhard, you're not going to tell me you don't know? Didn't Mr. Anshu publicly state this before?"

He remained silent.

A struggle flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a while, Reinhard finally made up his mind and solemnly requested, "Captain, Julius, I'm going to show you a letter. Please swear on your knightly honor that you will keep it a secret!"

The two exchanged a glance, somewhat puzzled by Reinhard's actions, but still wanted to see what he was up to.

"I, Rieus, swear by the honor of a knight, that I will never reveal what I have seen today!"

“I, Marcos, swear by the honor of a knight that I will never reveal what I have seen today! Can you bring it out now?”

"Wait a minute!" Reinhard walked to the door, peeked out, and after making sure no one was there, carefully locked it before returning to the table.

He felt in his pocket, pulled out a letter that was yellowed but well-preserved, and spread it out on the table. "Take a look!"

Julius and Marcos curiously gathered around.

……

"Hello, Knight Reinhard, I am Sima Weizhi, the fiancée of Brother Anshu, no, Sister Anshu!"

No, that's not right. I should say best friends!

I'm sure you heard the news yesterday: Sister Anshu announced in front of everyone that she is a man. I wonder how you feel right now?

Please read on patiently, I'm not kidding you!

What I want to say is, you've all been fooled! Sister Anshu is just a girl!

At this point, you might be wondering why a girl as beautiful and stunning as Sister Anshu would pretend to be a man.

If you learn about the first half of An Shu's life, you'll understand!

But I'm sorry, without Sister Anshu's permission, I can't tell you the details!

This incident is a pain that will never go away for Sister Anshu. To put it simply, Sister Anshu fell in love with a man, but was deeply hurt by him!

From then on, she no longer trusted men and rejected all men's kindness.

She started wearing makeup to hide herself, creating a fake Adam's apple, changing her voice, covering her chest, and only wearing men's clothing!

Several times at night, I heard my sister Anshu hiding under the covers and crying secretly.

The reason I'm giving you this letter is because I've seen that you've pursued Sister Anshu for over two years without giving up. You have a very good reputation outside, earning the title of "knight among knights," and your family background is also quite good.

That's why I trust you so much, and I hope you can help Sister Anshu out of her trauma!

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