A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 20

[Vol. 3] Chapter 20: I Will Protect You

Compared to the people of the Sith Empire, who were horrified and took a sharp breath, the reaction of the Taric people was much more cheerful. Unstoppable cheers and jubilant sounds filled the air, as if a lively festival was taking place. It was impossible to tell that anyone had lost their life in this duel. What remained was the admiration of the strong.

While Amelia covered Ifia’s eyes with her hand, the other nobles were not as fortunate. After witnessing the bloody scene of heads and bodies being separated, some couldn’t help but start uncontrollable retching when they finally realized what had happened. It was as if they had suddenly been transported from a civilized world to a barbaric era of brutality, making it difficult for them to adapt.

“Mr. Juble, do such bloody duels often occur in the Taric Kingdom?” someone questioned. Juble, the reception official, remained composed and responded, “Certainly. Apart from disputes over the right to companionship, the use of force is also permitted in cases of arguments or conflicts.”

After saying this, seemingly aware of the sensitivity of the people from the Sith Empire, Juble added, “However, unless there is deep-seated animosity between the parties, lives are not easily taken. At most, it results in disabilities.”

“……”

Upon hearing Juble’s explanation, the people from the Sith Empire fell silent. Although they had heard before coming that the people of Taric were brutal and combative, they had mentally prepared themselves for it. However, the scenes they witnessed now were even more cruel than they had imagined. The people of Taric were too ruthless!

“Hahaha, Lina, you are mine!” Saiklin, who had emerged victorious in the duel, laughed heartily. Ignoring the bleeding wound on his arm, he raised one hand holding the handle of the axe, excitedly waving it in the air. It was a display of the victor’s identity.

As for the loser…

Their head was already gone, the body taken away by the cleaners, leaving only the bricks and stones stained with blood. Lina, however, did not show any sadness for losing a companion. Instead, she flashed a brilliant smile at Saiklin.

As Saiklin wished, Lina loudly replied, “Saiklin, your strength has proven itself, so I am yours!”

Lina’s enthusiastic response instantly ignited the atmosphere, causing the onlookers to become extremely excited. The excitement was so overwhelming that someone even jumped out and blocked the Sith Empire’s envoy delegation.

“Lord Juble, good morning! I’ve set my sights on this woman, and I want to challenge her companion to a duel!”

The man who spoke was tall and sturdy, with a rugged face adorned with a smile. His well-developed muscles were even more exaggerated than the two who had just dueled, and his chest muscles continued to move with excitement.

While speaking, he didn’t forget to point with his hand, indicating the woman he had chosen.

“Oh my God!” Jessica exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth when Austin looked over. However, the shock in her eyes remained, worried for her classmate Isabella.

The people of Taric were really unreasonable. They had only come for a tourist visit. Who would want to stay in this barbaric country?

“Banchen, these are honored guests from the Sith Empire, do not be disrespectful!” Fortunately, Juble did not allow the strong man to openly seize someone.

Instead, he spoke out to reprimand. His words were plain, without much blame apparent, but the imposing attitude left the Sith Empire envoy delegation infuriated.

Was this a show of strength against them?

Isabella, pointed out by the strong man, turned pale, but years of maintaining noble demeanor prevented her from panicking or avoiding. She remained in place, stubbornly refusing to reveal any signs of weakness in a foreign land, preserving the dignity of the Sith Empire.

However, this stubborn attitude only made the strong man more interested. He had no interest in weak women.

“Lord Juble, I fell in love with her at first sight. Please fulfill my small wish.”

The man named Banchen made an effort to show a smile he thought was friendly and did not back down despite Juble’s words. He persisted in his pursuit.

“Enough!”

Before Juble could respond, Andrea Manlo directly rebuked with anger. Immediately, he stepped forward, drawing the sword from his waist.

The next moment, the sword pointed directly at Banchen.

“What you’re doing is disrespectful to a lady. I, Andrea Manlo, am willing to accept your duel invitation!”

Andrea Manlo’s handsome face displayed anger. Having been educated as a gentleman to treat ladies with kindness from a young age, he couldn’t stand by and watch someone bully a lady, especially when Isabella was a member of the envoy delegation. He couldn’t allow a companion to be mistreated.

At the moment Andrea Manlo stepped forward, Prince Carloy in the crowd sneered inwardly. The people of Taric were clearly provoking, testing the strength of the Sith Empire. Having Count Manlo take the lead to test the waters was a method of response.

Anyway, even if Count Manlo were to fail, this prince would step in, showcasing the true strength of the Sith Empire! As for whether Count Manlo lives or dies, it doesn’t matter. It might even be better if he dies right here.

The dark thoughts in Prince Carloy’s mind were like the fangs of a snake, constantly oozing lethal venom in the shadows, aiming to corrupt and kill everyone he set his sights on, clearing obstacles.

Amelia Barlen, on the other hand, showed little interest in the upcoming duel. She glanced at the spot where the bloody duel had taken place earlier. The bodies had been removed, and the bloodstains had been cleaned. There was nothing disturbing in sight.

It was only at this moment that Amelia released her hand covering Ifia’s eyes, allowing Ifia, who had adapted to the darkness, to once again be exposed to the sunlight, causing a somewhat painful sensation.

Upon regaining visual freedom, Ifia’s gaze uncontrollably looked in the direction of the previous duel. However, the lively scene had already dispersed, and naturally, she saw nothing.

“Amelia, I feel that Taric is a bit dangerous,” Ifia said in a low voice, leaning closer to Amelia after withdrawing her gaze. Her round almond eyes carried a sense of worry, and she unconsciously bit her lip.

However, Amelia gently patted Ifia’s head and spoke in a brief but reassuring manner.

“I will protect you.”

Although Ifia had not witnessed Amelia in action, Jessica had briefly mentioned that even the valiant captain of the Sith Empire’s knight order was no match for Amelia. Therefore, Amelia wasn’t just making empty promises, she was genuinely reassuring!

So reliable!

Amelia, beautiful and strong, now stood by her side in a protector’s stance, emitting an irresistible radiance. It made people couldn’t help but get closer to absorb the warmth.

As Ifia silently indulged in admiration, the reception official Juble did not interfere with the duel between Andrea Manlo and Banchen. Instead, he had soldiers clear a space for the two. The Taric soldiers who had not yet dispersed upon seeing the commotion gathered again, creating a tightly packed crowd around the duel site.

Faster, faster, let the fight begin~