The Lady Wants To Rest - Chapter 45

I thought that the two bullies hadn’t fully understood my words, as they stood frozen in place. But soon, they growled as they spoke.

“Your Highness, please practice moderation with your jokes. Even if it’s Your Highness, clearly this is something that would trample upon the pride of a knight.”

“Humiliation?”

I stood still and stared at them before continuing.

“But I’m being serious, right now.”

“……!”

“I told you. I find the appearances of you two very unpleasant. Should there be a more important reason for a challenge? If you’re not afraid of me, then pick up your swords instead of talking.”

My mood had been far too sullied for me to be lenient. And I wasn’t the type of person to be patient when my mood had been spoiled.

It was necessary for me to lift my spirits when my mood had plummeted. It was for my skincare.

“Pick up your swords. I won’t ask for compensation no matter what happens during the challenge.”

The two students gritted their teeth, but couldn’t bear to lift their swords.

It appeared they couldn’t bear to lift their swords against me, someone who looked as though I would shatter with a slight push.

So I helped them come to a decision.

“If you’re afraid, surrender.”

“……!”

In the end, Maurice, the one who’d been hit by the glove, stepped forward.

“You’ll come to regret this, Your Highness. I’ll be careful not to hurt you.”

“Let’s decide on the rules before we start. After all, it appears rather unfair as it is now. If you want to be fair, then there should be a penalty.”

Maurice smirked.

“It appears Your Highness is rather scared now when faced with a fight. Do as you wish. I shall follow whatever penalty you hand me.”

“No, I’ll be the one with a penalty, you know?”

“What?”

I spoke nonchalantly.

“If we continue to fight in this state, won’t it be a very pitiful fight for all of you? As such, I will face you with a broom. You can unsheathe your swords, and I’ll accept your victory as long as your swords graze my clothes.”

“…….”

Perhaps they thought of it as humiliation because their faces grew red.

I smiled as I spoke.

“If you think that will be too difficult, you can come at me together. Only then can we say that the challenge is truly fair.”

“Gaaahhh!”

In the end, Maurice let out a roar and charged. He didn’t even bother to unsheathe his sword and hurtled towards me with a sheathed sword.

“Tsk. I told you to unsheathe your sword.”

He, who had now stood before me, swung his sword downwards. It was targeting my shoulder.

At that moment, my broom moved. It headed straight towards his completely unguarded and revealed abdomen.

No matter how unskilled he was, the opponent was a knight-in-training. On the other hand, Rubia had neither training nor lifted a sword in her life.

However, it didn’t matter.

Stab!

I might have had a late start, but I took the initiative first. My hand moved to execute complex martial arts involving minimal movements to take advantage of the opponent’s strong momentum.

Maurice, who had been struck in the exact location of the sternum, let loose a slight groan that moment. His sword had stopped right before it hit my shoulder.

I swept with the broom once more while he stood in such a state.

Slap!

The broom accurately slammed into his forehead.

“Gah! Ha!”

‘Ah, my hand hurts.’

I frowned at the vibration that moved through the broom and into my hand. After having hit him with all my might, the palm of my hand hurt.

Since my hand hurt this much, I wonder how much his forehead hurts?

Maurice clasped his forehead with one hand and swung his sword with the other.

It appeared as though he was swinging it rashly in anger, but it wasn’t my personality to stand still.

Bam.

Before the sheathed sword could even draw an arc, I blocked his wrist with the end of the broom. I had predicted the route the sheathed blade would take and placed the broom in the middle of the path.

As Maurice’s eyes grew wide in surprise, I struck once more with the broom. This time, it was the same place on his forehead.

“GAH!”

He uttered a piercing cry as he finally fell to his knees in shock.

“Didn’t I tell you to attack me at the same time if you thought you couldn’t make it work?

I clicked my tongue.

Rubia’s body was so weak that it wouldn’t even be able to lift an iron sword.

However, the distance between their understanding of martial arts and mine was as far as the earth was from the heavens.

Even if they had ten times my strength, I could dominate them with a tenth of their movements. In fact, I could return the opponent’s strength back to them.

It would be a different story if they were mana users, but if they were on par with normal soldiers, they would never be able to even stand on equal grounds with me.