A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 19
[Vol. 3] Chapter 19: So Weak
Taric Kingdom seems to advocate grandeur, as even the port is paved with oversized stone slabs. In a medieval setting without the assistance of cranes, hoists, and other mechanical tools, it’s akin to how modern people would be amazed at how the pyramids were constructed with human effort.
When Ifia descended the gangway from the ship, her shoe soles on the smooth stone slabs immediately attracted countless glances. Due to her mother being an international supermodel in her past life, Ifia had already gained experience as a runway model and was accustomed to being scrutinized. Therefore, she didn’t feel awkward or shy away.
Instead, she looked around with the same curious gaze. Compared to the people in the Sith Empire, who considered fair skin beautiful, the people of Taric Kingdom had darker skin tones, mostly tanned by the sun to a wheatish hue. Hair colors varied similarly to the people of the Sith Empire, displaying a range of colors rather than sticking to a single color.
The clothing they wore bore distinctive exotic styles, with both men and women dressed in very lightweight attire. Men wore shorts, exposing their robust upper bodies, while women typically wore bandeau tops paired with shorts. However, they adorned their necks and limbs with numerous gold accessories.
Standing in the sunlight with the large crowd, the reflection of the glaring gold was particularly dazzling. Ifia only glanced a few times before the intense gleam began to strain her eyes. She quickly averted her gaze, and while Austin wasn’t paying attention, Jessica, who had been walking behind them, sneakily approached and excitedly whispered in Ifia’s ear, “Ifia, it looks like Taric Kingdom truly produces a lot of gold!”
“When we return, I’m going to take away a big box of gold!”
Before Jessica could express her excitement to her girlfriends, Austin quickly grabbed her and pulled her back. Watching Jessica’s face filled with frustration, Ifia couldn’t help but feel an urge to laugh… Jessica really seemed like a pendant that could be picked up at random!
However, Jessica’s proposal was truly enticing, and Ifia also wanted to bring back a box of gold when they returned. At that point, she wouldn’t have to worry about making money and could achieve financial freedom directly. However, thinking about it, Ifia suddenly realized that she didn’t have any tradeable items with her, and the people of Taric Kingdom wouldn’t be foolish enough to give away gold for free.
In an instant, Ifia’s initially joyful heart was immediately drenched with a bucket of cold water, leaving her feeling disheartened. Walking beside Ifia, Amelia, who wasn’t bothered by the attention of others, became puzzled. Considering that Ifia should be even more delighted upon hearing words related to gold, she wondered why Ifia seemed visibly disappointed.
“Ifia, you seem a bit upset.”
“Amelia, I suddenly realized that I didn’t bring anything to trade with the people of Taric Kingdom.”
Upon hearing Amelia’s inquiry, Ifia didn’t hide anything and directly expressed her frustration. If she had known that the people of Taric Kingdom were so wealthy, she would have brought more items like cloth and tea. That would have surely earned her a lot of money!
Seeing that the people of Taric Kingdom seemed indifferent to luxury, Ifia wondered if her excellent cooking skills could earn her some extra cash. After all, as long as they were human, they couldn’t resist the temptation of delicious food! With these thoughts, Ifia, who was initially quite upset, quickly improved her mood.
However, what made her truly happy was yet to come.
“Are you worried about this? It’s okay, I brought a lot.”
Listening to Amelia whispering in her ear, Ifia’s black eyes instantly lit up.
Wow~
How many?
From the curiosity in Ifia’s eyes, Amelia couldn’t help but chuckle. Without waiting for Ifia to ask, she immediately provided an answer, “The holds of five entire ships are filled.”
This time, the fleet had a total of eight ships, and Amelia alone owned the cargo holds of five ships. The possessions of the others only occupied two ships. Ifia suddenly felt like she was getting rich!
Unlike directly asking for Amelia’s money, Ifia could exchange these items with people, making it her way of earning money. Of course, she would only charge a little commission, ensuring her good friends didn’t lose out. She was indeed a clever little devil.
“Esteemed ambassadors from the Sith Empire, greetings. I am Juble, the welcoming official dispatched by the royal family of Taric. As your guide during your stay in Taric Kingdom, I am responsible for all matters. Please inform me immediately if you encounter any troubles.”
After Ifia and the others disembarked, the welcoming official of Taric Kingdom quickly approached. After a brief self-introduction, the soldiers who were originally standing behind her immediately waved to dismiss the surrounding crowd, creating a clear path for the ambassadors from the Sith Empire.
However, although it wasn’t a tube top and shorts, it was just an additional layer of sheer fabric. The gold jewelry they wore was more delicate. When Ifia observed discreetly, she realized that as the procession advanced, standing beside the people of Taric Kingdom, both men and women were exceptionally tall! They admired a robust and wild beauty.
In the Sith Empire’s envoy group, among the female members, only Amelia had a height that could hold her own. In comparison, Ifia felt quite short.
“Are these the people from the Sith Empire? They wear so many clothes, aren’t they hot?”
“They’re so small, quite weak.”
“With such a crippled height, they won’t find a partner in Taric Kingdom, how pitiful.”
“Are the people from the Sith Empire so poor that they don’t even wear jewelry?”
“Hush, don’t let them hear us.”
(????)
Thanks, we’ve already heard, and it’s very clear.
Ifia wore a straight face, almost being shaken by the loud voices of the people from Taric Kingdom. It seemed like they had no sense of decency, shouting as if directly into her ears.
‘Damn it, I might be short, but I haven’t eaten your family’s rice, hmph!’
Besides, her height of 1.6 meters is not considered short, it’s the standard height for a sweet girl!
Perhaps due to Ifia’s resentment spreading, Amelia took the initiative to extend her hand. When she held Ifia’s hand, all resentment dissipated instantly. Ifia tightened her grip on Amelia’s hand, feeling content. What did it matter if she was short? She already had Amelia, and she wouldn’t care about others!
“Lina, I won’t give up on you!”
Just as Ifia involuntarily smiled, a loud voice suddenly echoed in front. When she curiously looked up, she saw a shirtless muscular man glaring, raising his hand to stop a couple. As the voice fell, he immediately pulled out an axe from his waist.
The couple being stopped didn’t find it strange. The woman named Lina voluntarily stepped back. When Lina reached a safe distance, the two men started facing off.
“Saiklin, Lina has decided to be my partner. You have no hope.”
The man who was originally standing beside Lina, also incredibly strong, faced Saiklin’s raised axe without fear. Instead, he proudly opened his mouth, as if finding the flame not lively enough and needing to pour a bucket of oil into it, immediately igniting the anger in the other man’s heart.
“Lutherin, don’t speak too soon. I challenge you to a duel!”
“Hehe, bring it on!”
Originally meant as a welcome to the foreign envoy, the attention shifted dramatically due to the rivalry between two men over a woman. People’s focus clearly shifted, demonstrating that the love for excitement transcends national boundaries. Seeing that the Imperial delegation was also interested in the duel, Juble, who was leading the way, did not rush to leave. Instead, he helped choose a suitable location for watching.
At the same time, he didn’t forget to explain to the Imperial delegation, “In Taric Kingdom, one can use force to compete for a partner, and only the winning side has the right to enjoy the company of the partner.”
Juble’s words were straightforward. However, while it was a common occurrence in Taric Kingdom, it was incredibly shocking to the people of the Sith Empire. Immediately, an older noble asked, “If a couple is in love, can they also use force to separate them?”
“Of course.”
Facing the skepticism of the old noble, Juble responded with a calm expression, showing no qualms about third parties disrupting relationships. Only the weak would find it unfair.
However, such an answer caused a change in the facial expressions of most people from the Sith Empire, who couldn’t comprehend Taric Kingdom’s methods. Love should be sincere and unique. Such behavior of using force to compete for it seemed no different from that of beasts!
How barbaric!
While the Sith Empire delegation was shocked by these outrageous rules, the duel between the two men had already begun on the other side. The surrounding people voluntarily made way for the two, facilitating their direct competition for a partner. At the same time, many onlookers cheered and applauded the two sides of the duel, resembling a free animal arena performance.
In contrast to unarmed combat, the participants chose to use weapons, and both the axe and the large knife were genuine. This led to dangerous swings and cuts, leaving traces on the ground. Watching the marks on the ground caused by the axe, Ifia couldn’t help but fall silent. Subconsciously, she approached Amelia to draw a sense of security, feeling that Taric Kingdom was even more troublesome than she had imagined.
“Hahaha, Saiklin, is this all you’ve got?”
Lutherin, the legitimate boyfriend who was originally standing next to Lina, wielded his long knife vigorously, creating a fierce wind that prevented Saiklin’s axe from attacking and forcing him into a defensive position. Hearing Lutherin’s triumphant laughter, Saiklin’s face turned iron-gray, and he chose to abandon the passive defense, beginning a counterattack. With a reckless momentum, he faced the swinging knife without attempting to dodge.
Soon, Saiklin’s arm suffered a severe cut, resulting in a substantial wound that continued to bleed uncontrollably.
But Saiklin seemed to be unfazed, his eyes sharp as an eagle’s. Despite the risk of taking another cut, he swung his axe directly at Lutherin’s neck. At the moment Saiklin swung the axe, Amelia immediately raised her hand, swiftly covering Ifia’s eyes. Ifia was plunged into darkness, only hearing the gasps of the people around her. Her heartbeat pounded like a drum, and her own heart raced in nervous anticipation.
The darkness fueled the flames of wild imagination, making her brain more active. The mental imagery became more vivid and terrifying.
“Ifia, I’m here,” Amelia reassured her.
Just as Ifia’s panic began to surface, Amelia’s embrace and the exclusive sweet fragrance melted it away.
Amelia’s whispered words in her ear possessed a magical quality, capable of dispelling any negative emotions.