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A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 41

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[Vol. 3] Chapter 41: Damn the Sister!

 

Suddenly, a man who confessed his feelings to Amelia emerged. He was still dressed in the cool attire of the Taric Kingdom, with a bare upper body showcasing well-built muscles, resembling the typical physique of a double-door refrigerator—just looking at him exuded a strong sense of intimidation.

 

Perhaps due to the Taric Kingdom’s emphasis on strength, both men and women there had a tall and muscular body type. This perfectly aligned with the laws of survival in the jungle. Therefore, compared to the 1.6-meter tall Ifia, Amelia was more in line with their preferences. It wasn’t surprising that people from the Taric Kingdom expressed their feelings for her one after another.

 

However, the frequency of such confessions seemed too high! Ifia, feeling annoyed, shifted her attention away from the street vendors on either side. Her black eyes were burning with anger, turning her previously good mood into one filled with dark clouds.

 

She had initially thought that after dealing with the trouble of Princess Sissi, she could enjoy a pleasant exotic journey with Amelia. Yet, confessions kept coming one after another. The envoy from the Sith Empire was not here solely for Amelia! You couldn’t target the same sheep every time you went wool harvesting!

 

“Ifia, Miss Barlen is really popular!” Just when Ifia was getting angry, Jessica, who had finally escaped Austin’s entanglement, came over and added fuel to the fire. Ifia responded with a sour tone.

 

Hmm!

 

Even if they like her, so what? Amelia is not an easy person to win over. In the original plot, she remained a single and unattainable heiress even until the end of the world! She wouldn’t easily accept such shallow confessions. Unlike Ifia, who felt frustrated and wanted to bang her head against the wall, Jessica was just enjoying the spectacle.

 

Seeing Miss Barlen directly reject the man who confessed to her but the man persistently insisting was amusing to Jessica.

 

Tsk tsk! This kind of situation would only happen in the Taric Kingdom. If it were in the Sith Empire’s Darwa City, someone persistently pursuing like this would have been taken away by patrol soldiers, enjoying a few days in prison.

 

Confessing to Miss Barlen, yet not even considering if he’s worthy. However, it probably won’t be long before this man wants a duel! If that’s the case, he must be thinking he’s invincible…

 

Sighing, Jessica then glanced at the gloomy-faced Prince Carloy.

 

Afterwards, Jessica raised her elbow and nudged Ifia, her voice carrying a tone of excitement as she whispered in her ear, “Quick, look at Prince Carloy’s face—it looks so sour!”

 

Following Jessica’s words, Ifia looked up to see Prince Carloy, who had always worn a gentle smile on his face. However, something seemed to have changed, and now he appeared displeased, standing among the Sith Empire envoy team with the main heroine, Irene, by his side.

 

“Yeah, considering Prince Carloy’s arrogant and self-centered personality, after stepping onto the Taric Kingdom’s land, no one took the initiative to confess to him. Instead, Miss Barlen, whom he sees as a rival, became very popular. He must be feeling extremely embarrassed now.”

 

“?”

 

Jessica looked at Ifia’s puzzled expression and was more than willing to explain, “Although the noble circles consider Prince Carlo to be a handsome and good-natured man, more gentlemanly and gentle than other male nobles.”

 

“But, nothing can escape my eyes,” she continued with a mischievous smile. “Prince Carloy is just putting on a facade. Because he’s a celebrity in Darwa City, gathering gossip about him, then finding unusual aspects, and piecing them together reveals the truth!”

 

Indeed, since knowing Jessica, Ifia had never heard her praise Prince Carloy. Instead, she was fervently admiring Amelia.

 

However, Ifia wasn’t concerned about the protagonists of this book. She just hoped they would keep their distance and not disturb her and Amelia’s daily life.

 

So, when Jessica wanted to continue revealing more, Ifia quickly intervened, “Stop, stop, stop! Let’s think about how to help Amelia get rid of those men. They’re really annoying!”

 

“With Miss Barlen’s capabilities, we probably won’t need to get involved, right?”

 

Jessica tilted her head in confusion, looking at Ifia’s displeased expression, and almost instantly understood the reason.

 

Ifia was feeling jealous!

 

Hehe, she understood! She had experienced that kind of jealousy before. When she heard about her childhood friend Arlan dating a commoner boyfriend, she felt extremely uncomfortable, almost wanting to find someone to grab that Antoine guy and give him a good beating. It was like having a long-time companion toy taken away by someone else, making one feel very uneasy. The initial desire to snatch it back was strong.

 

However, thankfully, such gloomy emotions only lasted for a while. She quickly got used to it after making new friends, and eventually, she naturally stopped caring. After all, they could still play together. It’s not like they were completely cut off from each other.

 

However, Miss Barlen has only been confessed to, yet Ifia’s jealousy is quite intense.

 

“I don’t like it when people use confessions to get close to Amelia.”

 

Facing Jessica, Ifia remained open, expressing her thoughts candidly. She disliked people circling around Amelia and attempting to replace her as Amelia’s closest person.

 

Fortunately, aside from being gentle with Ifia, Amelia treated others with a cold and distant attitude, always maintaining a boundary with everyone. While others might not appreciate Amelia’s aloofness, Ifia loved it dearly. There was no dilemma in her feelings, just wholehearted devotion.

 

However, because Amelia was too outstanding and too likable, Ifia couldn’t help feeling jealous from time to time. Thinking about this, Ifia stopped chatting with Jessica and took the initiative to move closer to Amelia. She clung to her, raising her hand to hold onto Amelia’s arm, feeling the need to learn to stay calm.

 

After all, Amelia belonged to her. No one could take her away.

 

Amelia lowered her head in response to Ifia’s sudden move, then affectionately tapped her nose.

 

“Is this Miss’s sister? How adorable! I can take you both to explore the unknown areas of the Taric Kingdom, including the mysterious Dark Forest… Please don’t reject my sincere heart, I’ve truly fallen in love with you at first sight.”

 

Ifia wanted to learn to stay calm, but there always seemed to be someone trying to push her buttons. Despite Amelia’s indifferent attitude, the man who confessed took on a loving expression, looking at Amelia with affectionate eyes.

 

Such a gaze infuriated Ifia, making her almost explode.

 

Sister? Damn the sister!

 

Ifia gave the man an annoyed glare, like an angry little cat with bared teeth and claws, fiercely marking her territory, “We are just stopping briefly in the Taric Kingdom. Your confession is destined to fail.”

 

“It’s okay, I’m willing to go to the Sith Empire, even if it means becoming a lover.”

 

The man was quite persistent, but his calculations were off. Ifia rejected him outright, saying, “Impossible, forget about it, give up!”

 

Ifia’s successive refusals disrupted the man, who furrowed his brow. Then, with an indifferent expression, he spoke to her, “I am confessing to this beautiful lady, not you, this little… anyway, I won’t give up easily unless my confession is accepted!”

 

Originally, Amelia stood quietly in place, smiling as she watched Ifia bristle with anger.

 

The feeling of being cared about by Ifia was fantastic!

 

However, when she heard the man’s remarks about Ifia, Amelia’s violet eyes turned cold. She didn’t want to repeat herself, nor did she bother dealing with someone like him. Instead, she turned her head towards the reception officer, Juble, who was watching the scene unfold.

 

A casual glance, yet it left behind a heavy, oppressive aura. It felt as though he had been targeted by a fierce beast, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment. The fear of being struck down instantly sent shivers down one’s spine.

 

In an instant, Juble lost interest in the spectacle. Reflecting on the rumors about Amelia Barlen severely injuring Princess Sissi in the palace, it seemed that she had only used a single move? People truly couldn’t judge a book by its cover. Amelia Barlen might appear slim and frail compared to the robust arms of the Taric Kingdom residents, seemingly fragile and breakable, but with a long sword in hand, they shattered Princess Sissi’s bones.

 

Truly terrifying!

 

After receiving a threatening gaze, Juble was genuinely afraid that he might become the target of an attack. After all, he didn’t have the qualifications to use the Taric royal family’s miraculous healing methods, so it would be wise not to provoke powerful individuals.

 

Therefore, Juble immediately stepped forward and addressed the man, “Shilinse, that’s enough.”

 

“Lord Juble, I am serious.”

 

“In that case, let’s duel. Defeat me first before discussing anything else.”

 

Juble couldn’t be bothered to argue with the stubborn Shilinse. As soon as he spoke, he took a long knife from a nearby soldier and extended a duel invitation to Shilinse. In response, Shilinse clenched his fists angrily and nodded in agreement to the duel.

 

“Amelia, why… are they fighting?”

 

Ifia watched Juble and Shilinse fiercely battling, momentarily unable to understand the situation. This prompted Amelia to lift her hand and encircle Ifia in her arms, gently pressing her chin against Ifia’s head.

 

Smiling, she said, “It’s okay, don’t worry about them, let’s continue shopping!”

 

Amelia showed no intention of getting involved as the principal party. Like a carefree bystander, she cast a few glances and then continued shopping with Ifia, paying no further attention to the developing situation.

 

Leaving Jessica excitedly watching the duel, thinking that the Taric Kingdom was indeed suitable for such spectacles—fights to see every day! However, she couldn’t understand why Austin always revolved around her. It was truly annoying!

 

While Jessica was dodging around, Prince Carloy, watching the duel in front of him, felt an overwhelming anger. Since birth, he had always been praised and fawned upon, never experiencing such neglect as he was experiencing now.

 

Are the people of the Taric Kingdom blind? Despite Prince Carloy’s good looks, comparable to the cool and aloof Amelia Barlen, why do people always confess to Amelia Barlen and overlook him?

 

Initially, Prince Carloy was angered by the nobles in his country praising Amelia Barlen, even spreading rumors in secret about wanting to proclaim her as queen. They completely disregarded him as the royal heir.

 

Prince Carloy always enjoyed comparing himself to Amelia Barlen in various aspects. Even if he couldn’t surpass her in talent, he should be able to crush her popularity in social circles.

 

So, Prince Carloy was very confident in this regard. However, now, no one was confessing to him, making him feel anxious and believing that Amelia had stolen his spotlight, which was infuriating!

 

“Hello, do you have a partner?”

 

Just as Prince Carloy harbored resentment, someone suddenly confessed to him within the crowd gathered due to the duel.

 

Prince Carloy was momentarily stunned, and then his expression darkened even more. His blue eyes were filled with a tyrannical desire to kill.

 

Meanwhile, Jessica, who had been circling around with Austin, stopped in her tracks. She looked up to see a muscular man confessing to Prince Carloy with admiration written all over his face. She was at a loss for words.

 

Hold on, let her hold her waist and laugh for a while first!!!

 

Hahahahaha

 

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