A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 23
[Vol. 4] Chapter 23: Too Naïve
Prince Carloy’s provocation was quite amateurish. Amelia Barlen didn’t even bother to look at him.
Amelia continued walking, holding Ifia’s hand, with no intention of paying attention to Prince Carloy, the jumping clown.
Today was destined to be a pleasant day, and they didn’t want to be disturbed by others.
Seeing Amelia Barlen decisively leaving without even turning their heads, Prince Carloy, feeling anxious, immediately spoke again, “Amelia Barlen, are you afraid? I’m willing to wager the territory of Camus!”
As a member of the royal family, Prince Carloy had privileges since birth, including some territorial divisions. With Carloy coming of age this year, he could handle them himself. However, territories were crucial for nobles.
Although the land in Camus was barren with harsh climate conditions, and its population had been gradually declining in recent years, it would soon become a desolate wasteland without other policy arrangements.
However, Camus had some unique medicinal herbs, with high market value, allowing for significant profits. It was considered somewhat of a valuable land.
Therefore, for Prince Carloy to use Camus as a bet was too hasty. Of course, maybe he was overconfident, thinking he wouldn’t fail in playing the game, which led him to make this impulsive challenge.
Upon hearing the words “Camus territory,” Amelia Barlen’s footsteps paused. There was a hint of interest in her purple eyes.
The reason?
It’s simple.
The last material that Saint Tiffany mentioned, the ‘Misfortune Vine,’ is located within the territory of Camus.
Due to some side effects of the Misfortune Vine, after she leads Ifia in harvesting it, they must stay in the local area for some time. Rather than having to deal with other people, it would be better to claim this territory as their own.
“Prince Carloy, are you sure you want to make a bet with me?”
“Of course, I am of age and have the right to manage the territory!”
After Amelia turned around, Prince Carloy finally let go of his worries. He no longer had to fear Amelia Barlen refusing the challenge.
Prince Carloy was not losing his reason out of anger. Since he had offered his territory as a stake, what he wanted to take from Amelia Barlen was undoubtedly more important.
Now that Amelia Barlen have agreed, he immediately couldn’t wait to state his request.
“If I win, you can no longer have any dealings with the Grant family.”
Ifia, who was listening nearby, could only roll her eyes. Well, it turns out that Prince Carloy’s goal was this!
As the person who personally had a pleasant conversation with Lady Chekov at the tea party and Marilyn Grant, Ifia was well aware of the twists and turns involved.
It seemed that Prince Carloy couldn’t sit still after learning about Marilyn Grant’s desire to surrender to the Barlen family. Exchanging a piece of territory for a powerful family was indeed a lucrative deal. However, Prince Carloy was overly confident, thinking he could win against Amelia?
Heh. Too naive!
Ifia couldn’t help but sneer in her heart. The perfect example was right in front of her. Prince Carloy was merely daydreaming. Because she had confidence in Amelia’s abilities, Ifia wasn’t in a hurry. Instead, she continued to silently observe.
“Alright.”
In response to the Grant family’s overtures, Amelia Barlen didn’t feel much, considering the financial strength where the Barlen family excelled. However, someone did care—Prince Carloy.
As the two schemers agreed to a three-round, two-out-of-three victory rule for their game showdown, three games were quickly determined through a draw.
They included throwing sandbags to hit targets, a three-legged obstacle race, and a word-guessing game with silent coordination.
The first game, throwing sandbags to knock down dolls, was quite simple. Using fist-sized sandbags from a distance of three meters, the goal was to knock down the dolls placed on the shelf. Victory in the game was achieved by knocking down all the dolls.
There were five sandbags in total, providing five chances. It sounded very easy.
However, Ifia, puzzled, looked at the pale-faced stall owner who trembled, wiping cold sweat from his forehead with a strange expression.
Even though Amelia and Prince Carloy held noble statuses, it didn’t seem like there was a reason for such fear.
Observing the abnormal stall owner silently, Ifia saw the competition officially starting. Prince Carloy, who always sought to be the first in everything, took the stage first. Irene, standing beside him, cheered him on.
“Your Highness, you will surely be victorious. Go for it!”
Externally, Irene didn’t show excessive intimacy with Prince Carloy, but the admiration in her expression and the evident infatuation in her eyes were quite clear.
It was a complete display of dependence, satisfying Prince Carloy’s machismo. Smiling confidently towards Irene, he lifted his chin triumphantly and said, “Of course, I will win.”
After speaking, Prince Carloy steadied his emotions, picked up a sandbag for a preliminary test, and with controlled strength, threw it towards the dolls on the shelf.
Although he had never played this game before, Prince Carloy had some experience with throwing actions. Sometimes, throwing with too much force would have the opposite effect. Only by determining the distance and then controlling the strength could the goal be achieved.
However, Prince Carloy’s confidence in being able to knock down the doll in one throw proved to be unfounded. The sandbag did hit the doll precisely as he intended, but it did not knock the doll off the shelf.
First attempt, a failure.
Prince Carloy furrowed his brow, increased the strength of the throw for the second time, and once again accurately hit the doll. Yet, the doll still did not fall.
Ifia, who was silently standing aside, observed and, considering the pale face of the stall owner, immediately understood the key to the situation. In a previous life, short videos were popular, often featuring various expose videos, including scams in such games.
For example, dolls on the shelf could be fixed with glue or other substances, making them impervious to any attempts to knock them down.
This was consumer fraud!
However, watching Prince Carloy’s accurate aim with the sandbag, hitting each time precisely… If there wasn’t some trickery involved, he would have likely won by now.
This made Ifia think for a moment, and she decided not to expose the game scam. Perhaps when it’s Amelia’s turn, she could win!
After all, back in the Taric Kingdom, Ifia had personally witnessed Amelia’s power!
Even if the doll is welded to the shelf, then at that time, just knock down the whole shelf!
“This is impossible!”
While Ifia was thinking about these things, Prince Carloy had already thrown five sandbags. However, unlike his confidence before the start of the game, he was now visibly frustrated, almost jumping in anger.
No matter how hard he threw, he couldn’t knock down the doll puppet. This was clearly abnormal, there must be some means preventing the doll from falling.
Due to excessive anger, Prince Carloy’s forehead veins were bulging, and his blue eyes were filled with rage. It seemed like he was on the verge of overturning the game stall.
However, before he could do anything, Amelia Barlen suddenly spoke up.
“Now, it’s my turn.”