When My Enemies Began to Regret - Chapter 65 - 22. By Personality (1)

“Hoo… It’s the first time I’ve seen the Jalier family participate in person. Now let’s begin!”

 

At the king’s command, the sound of the trumpet announcing the first charge flowed through the venue.

 

“Let’s go!”

 

At the same time, the two men kicked the horse’s belly with their feet and charged at a springy face.

 

I can do this! He had made a lot of effort so far as he enjoyed great rewards depending on the result of expressing his jousting skills in front of the king. As a result, the form of handling horses was roughly similar between the two.

 

“!”

 

There was only one cause of his defeat. It was the fact that he mistakenly thought that his opponent would be as elegant as other nobles.

 

“Gasp!”

 

Crack. Aloken’s spear hit that place exactly at the neck protection between the helmet and the armor.

 

“Cough, cough!”

 

It was an ambiguous part to say it hit the head, so the score wasn’t high, but Aloken won this round. Because he didn’t get a single hit.

 

“Uurgh.”

 

No matter how much the protection they put, the tip of the spear touched his neck. There was no way there would be no blows. He entered the next round, swallowing bitter tears, and the results of three rounds were like this.

 

“It is a victory for Duke Aloken Jalier!”

 

“Wow!”

 

“So cool! The Duke not only has a great appearance, but he also has such skills!”

 

Aloken succeeded in land a hit all three times and won.

 

“Urgh… heok…”

 

“Y-young Master has fallen down!”

 

Did the audience celebrating his victory from far away know? That this duke persistently and filthily aimed at his opponent’s neck all three times.

 

“Duke, why did you do that to him? I’m sure there are people who notice it.”

 

Shrug. After returning to the dark passageway, Aloken, who got off from the horse, said quietly to the butler who was accepting his helmet. “Just because.”

 

…Then, the servants’ shout could be heard from the opposite passageway. It was a shout to call a doctor right away because the young master of the Demangdwi family had collapsed.

 

22. By Personality

 

What if he’s going to die?

 

Crack. Just as the spear broke, she took a bite of the crispy cookie and stared blankly down at the arena without even chewing the cookie in her mouth. Then, the sight she saw was Naverius being stabbed in the neck three times in a row and being carried away.

 

It must be hurt. Fanora had a moment’s imagination of being hit by a blunt wooden. Just thinking about the pain made her distressed so she immediately stopped thinking about it. However, thinking that Naverius suffered this pain made her feel better.

 

“But why in that way?” As she watched the match, she was in doubt. If you’re good enough to hit the limited part of the neck in a row, why won’t you aim for the helmet or knock the opponent off the horse?

 

“…” Fanora was silent for a moment, then turned her head and called for the servant.

 

“Cecil, why don’t you come here and take something? Since I’m alone, there are snacks left over.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Then she watched the game with sunken eyes. I didn’t expect the Duke to handle the spear so well. Then, is Vasago this strong too?

 

Aloken went on a winning streak in subsequent matches. Watching his perfect victory repeated without giving up a single point to his opponent, Fanora’s expression became tired.

 

“He’s going to win at this rate.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“N-no. It’s nothing.”

 

However, her anxiety was instantly blown away by watching Carl’s match.

 

“Oh my God. Look at that power.”

 

“I don’t know what kind of expression he made behind that helmet. I heard that he laughs while cutting people’s throats on the battlefield.”

 

“I’m scared.”

 

There was no knight who didn’t fall from their horse after being hit by Carl, and there was even an accident where the fragments of the broken spear were stuck in the horse’s neck. If that fragment dug even to a noble’s skin… The weak-minded people secretly frowned at Carl’s barbaric behavior.

 

Who will win? Even though Fanora was always on the side of good-natured, this time she didn’t care about it. Her only concern was who would become the winner.

 

Neither of them gave up a single point throughout the game. Aloken won overwhelmingly by hitting the opponent’s head, and Carl was winning by pushing his opponent’s horse off their horse mainly by force. Although their methods were different, in Fanora’s eyes, the two men were neck and neck.

 

“Duke Aloken Jalier and Sir Carl Andras, please greet each other. “

 

As Fanora hadn’t figured it out yet, time passed just like that. The tournament progressed and the final match was approaching.

 

“In the end, the final will be between Jalier and Andras.”

 

“If I knew such big names would come forward, I would have given up this year.”

 

Aloken and Carl both showed overwhelming jousting skills in every match. Even the gambles stopped gambling for a while because it was clear who would go to the finals.

 

Andras has been called the best when it comes to martial arts, so it’s no wonder, but Aloken’s skills are a bit surprising. It was such a big world, but was there no one who could defeat that man?

 

Fanora lamented for a moment, recalling her promise to Aloken. At the same time, she pondered what Aloken couldn’t do. Perhaps by now, the relatives of him, who had lost Aloken’s father and Aloken’s brother, are in a frenzy trying to eat that family…

 

In the first place, it wasn’t unusual to perform the duke’s work properly in this situation. Aloken was full of shortcomings, but he showed a great performance in martial arts. But that wasn’t enough. And it was fine though.

 

The winner is Carl Andras anyway. Despite all the victories so far, Fanora sensed that her fiancé’s luck was over.

 

“Even I can’t wait to see which side will win. Let’s get started.”

 

What followed was the sound of a huge trumpet. Beneath the loud noise, Carl and Aloken charged in unison, spurring and running furiously.

 

“Uh?”

 

But then, something unexpected happened. Fanora had already thought that Carl Andras, who had battlefield experience, would win.

 

“!”

 

At the point where they met, Aloken stretched out his spear ahead of Carl and stabbed him in the chest without mercy. Carl also swung his spear. As the two men’s wooden spears pierced each other’s armor, they broke with a crackling sound. However, Carl tiled to the side as if he couldn’t withstand the shock at this time, and soon lost his balance and fell to the ground.

 

“Aloken Jalier, 3 points!”

 

Carl fell off the horse and lost the first match.

 

“What…?!”

 

What is this? However, the match went ahead without the chance of her being surprised.

 

“Aloken Jalier, 2 points!”

 

In the next match, Carl missed Aloken’s shoulder, but on the contrary, Aloken succeeded in shattering his spear with an accurate thrust through the helmet Carl was wearing.

 

“…”

 

The last match was really worth watching.

 

“Oh!”

 

Andras, such a fearsome, well-known monster, fell once again at the hands of the young duke of the North.

 

“Duke Aloken Jalier has won!”

 

“Oh my gosh!”

 

“Have you all seen it? To hit the chest with such precision while running so fast!”

 

When the man in armor, presumably Carl, was lying on the ground, covered in dust, the victorious man looked down at the fallen man and then at the audience.

 

“…”

 

It was the seat of his fiancée that Aloken was gazing over his helmet.

 

“…”

 

Fanora couldn’t even swallow the tea she was drinking and froze as she heard that Aloken had won the tournament.

 

“Hmm… Did Andras lose?”

 

At the same time, the king in the far seat also made a disapproving face, but Fanora had no time to care about it.

 

* * *

“There were many big foxes in the North, so the people were deeply worried. But I wondered why it suddenly got better these days, and this was all thanks to the birth of a great hunter like you.”

 

“I’m flattered, Your Majesty.”

 

“The martial arts you showed today were truly impressive. With that emotion, I will give my most precious treasure to Duke Aloken Jalier.”

 

He won the jousting tournament. At the end of all the matches, the king called on by one person to the podium prepared for the award and began to give rewards. Finally, the winner, Aloken, was called and stood in front of everyone with flowers scattered around.

 

“Look at the Duke. He has great martial arts, and he even has such a wonderful figure!”

 

Aloken Jalier, kneeling through the fluttering petals, looked very elegant. In addition, his status as a duke and excellent appearance were enough to attract the attention of the nobles.

 

“When I see things like this. Isn’t the duke’s fiancée really blessed?”

 

“The Duke received the blessing. If it hadn’t been for his promised lover, the unmarried ladies wouldn’t have left him alone!”

 

“Hahaha!”

 

People praised Aloken for being young and capable, and they were playfully jealous of Fanora, who engaged with such a charming person. However, the person who was engaged to Aloken was only saddened by the situation.

 

“There is Lady Celsius over there. Shall we take this opportunity to say congratulations?”

 

“I don’t know… Her complexion is pale. I don’t think this is a good opportunity to talk.”

 

“Really? She might be surprised because it’s her first time seeing such a violent tournament.”

 

Fanora looked up at the podium with a hard face. Carl was a child of Andras. Even in the original future, Carl was supposed to win the Kasius Jousting Tournament, but Aloken ended up winning this. That’s right. Aloken wasn’t supposed to join Kasius Jousting Tournament.

 

Afterward, the music congratulating Aloken’s victory sounded, and the king’s servant brought the prize, a jewel necklace. Fanora helplessly watched him win.

 

“Ooh… That is the ‘Heart of Passion’!”

 

“It’s such a beautiful jewel you can see at a glance, even from a distance!”

 

There was a necklace placed in a huge jewelry box that the servant had been carrying with them. It was a delicately processed accessory as if it were a representation of twinkling stars circling the moon.

 

“Here, take it.”

 

King Balmong, who gave him the treasure of the royal family, ordered him with a benevolent face. However, Aloken refused to do so.

 

“With all due respect, I cannot be the owner of this treasure.”

 

“!”

 

Aloken stood up from his kneeling position, saying so. Then, leaving the surprised-faced king behind, he looked around behind him and stopped his gaze at one point.

 

This human!

 

Aloken turned his head in the direction of Fanora. Since the person on the podium was staring only at one spot, the eyes of the nobles watching the award ceremony looked at the same spot.

 

“Oh my, no way.”

 

“Oh my gosh.”

 

He turned around to his fiancée, refusing the treasure? Those who knew the tradition of this jousting tournament could tell what Aloken was about to say.

 

“…This Duke Aloken Jalier dedicates all of the glory from this tournament to the one he loves.”

 

Kyaa! In the corner, a young lady gave a scream of exclamation. Starting with that small noise, many people murmured and poured out their appreciation of this romantic scene.

 

“I hope you will become the new owner of the ‘Heart of Passion,’ a precious treasure of Kasius.”

 

“…!”

 

“Fanora Celsius.”