The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today

The princess arrived late.

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Visor-!

The sound of swords clashing with each other resounded.

Obviously, that’s something you shouldn’t hear in this forest where only prey hunting contests are going on.

“····.”

A group of unidentified black masks swung their swords with full will to kill, as if they recognized me and Mikhail as prey.

“Aww-!”

“I’m sorry, I feel like I got caught up in you because of me.”

The words Mikhail uttered while lightly dealing with a human who ran towards him.

“····.”

It was not that he was unaware of Mikhail’s swordsmanship skills.

Even if you think a little about why the title of the original novel is [The Prince Holds a Sword], you can see how excellent the Crown Prince is in the field of swordsmanship.

I was just a little surprised.

Mikhail, whom I’ve actually met and experienced so far, is a very different person from the original. Isn’t the swordsmanship skill different from the original? I thought for a while.

“······It’s annoying.”

Shouldn’t the main character be the main character?

The assassins, who seemed to be many, were being treated lightly as one-to-many.

It was quite surprising to me, who was worried because I knew that an assassin would appear in this hunting contest to target Mikhail…

hot-

“・・・・・・Ugh.”

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

“Focus on us! You monstrous prince!”

“······noisy.”

I could hear the pleasant (?) murmurings of the prince and assassins next to me.

I couldn’t stand still to listen to the chatter.

As I try to recall the content of the original plot, once again a high level of pain hit my head.

It was strange.

Lately, just thinking about the original content gives me a headache.

As if someone were saying that I shouldn’t have to remember the original any more.

It felt like my memory was forcibly erased by an unknown entity.

“You die instead!”

However, I didn’t even have time to think about the headache for an unknown reason.

One of the assassins, tired of Mikhail wielding an impenetrable monstrous sword, ran at me.

For a fantasy novel extra assassin, which is usually stupid, it was a clever ploy.

Anyway, the probability of harming Mikhail is close to 0%, so I thought that I would rather take a country that looks like the prince’s party.

Maybe if it was me right after I took possession, I might have been hit without a hitch.

Sureung-

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Visor-!

If it was ‘the past me’.

“······how?”

Unfortunately for the assassin who was looking at me as if he couldn’t believe his eyes, the me I am now is not what I used to be.

That reaction doesn’t make sense.

Because my current appearance has grown up to be precious, so I will look like a master who knows nothing of the world.

He couldn’t have thought that a boy who looked like a mere noble master would block his sword, which was given his qualifications as an assassin and was tasked with assassination of the prince.

“Five…”

At some point, Mikhail’s exclamation was heard as he had dealt with all the assassins who rushed at him.

It was not for nothing that the saying that in three years the dog of Seodang can sing a good harvest is not for nothing.

The swordsmanship training I’ve been doing for the past three years was by no means meaningless.

Even if it wasn’t comparable to my fiancée Rebecca and the main character, Mikhail, my strength had long since surpassed that of ordinary people.

He was not so weak that he could not block the sword swung in a straight line while ignoring the opponent.

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Just.

“············ Degradation, please don’t look around and help me as soon as possible.”

The only problem is that it was limited to blocking the sword.

I still didn’t have the ability to defeat an assassin with the skills to be put into operation to assassinate the prince.

Even if you are an assassin in a fantasy novel with a setting that is usually stupid, it is not for nothing that you are labeled as an assassin.

He was not a human being who would fall into the hands of a kid who had only trained in swordsmanship for three years.

“Oh, I see. Let’s go soon.”

Hearing my trembling voice, the prince came to his senses.

“…a human being called the Crown Prince of the Empire cowardly intends to do a two-on-one…”

“Didn’t you guys try to kill me with more than ten people. I don’t know what the problem is.”

“····.”

He easily subdued the assassin with both logic and force.

In that way, the attack on the prince in the hunting contest ended more bland than expected.

***

“Did you know?”

“Can you tell me again what you said?”

“I asked if you knew the assassins would attack you at a hunting contest.”

Those words were brought out to the Crown Prince, who was tying up assassins who had not yet stopped breathing.

“····.”

“Isn’t it strange that you didn’t know. Even after being attacked, there was no reaction at all.”

It was a literal meaning, and it was a reasonable doubt.

Although Mikhail’s response was very neat and excellent. It was too much.

As if they had expected such an attack to occur. The problem was that it was too clean.

No matter how good a person is, when an unexpected attack occurs, his expression tends to collapse a little.

There was no sign of embarrassment from Mikhail, so it was natural to suspect that he was aware of this attack.

“Will you believe me if I tell you?”

“······Yes?”

“If I told you I predicted this raid. Can you believe it?”

“····.”

I was speechless at the question that came in from the reverse.

Because there was not a single part wrong in the words of the Crown Prince.

Even if you tell me that Mikhail really predicted and expected this attack roughly.

I don’t know if I could have believed it.

If there were any clues to predict the attack of the assassins, I would have believed that the Crown Prince predicted the attack by looking at it.

With that clue, Mikhail would not have saved the life of the assassin who tried to kill him.

I had to believe what Mikhail said that he predicted the attack without any clues or evidence.

“…you wouldn’t believe it.”

It seemed impossible to me.

Even if I get a headache when I try to recall the contents of the original recently, I couldn’t believe those words, as I still have the memories of the original.

“Look at it. What are you looking for while saying that?”

Hearing my denial, the Crown Prince nodded as if he knew it.

“There are things in the world that you can believe and there are things that you can’t believe. Why don’t you think of this as an unbelievable thing and pass it on?”

“····.”

It was a very strange word that made people feel bad.

Maybe this is the story of the Crown Prince, who will have to win consecutive victories in battles with the nobles in the future.

Later, even if he inherited the position of Count Xernias from his father, it made me realize that he did not want to join the Central Nobility, where he had to fight with Mikhail.

“······ Slowly passing away. Everyone must be worried.”

After cherishing such a blasphemous thought for a while, he glanced at the sun that had already begun to fall and proposed to the Crown Prince.

“Worried? Who cares?”

“Aren’t the Crown Prince’s servants and the Imperial Knights worried about him?”

“It will never happen, so rest assured. Rather, my loyal knights and knights will be resting comfortably after I am gone.”

“····.”

Of course, it didn’t mean that the prince would know his people better than anyone else.

“Still, the closing ceremony of the tournament will have to be held. I’ll have to go back soon.”

“You’re right, my dear.”

Fortunately, it seemed that Mikhail still had the conscience a prince should have.

Seeing them grumble about the Imperial Knights while preparing to return.

In this respect, he was the next emperor.

“······You have a strangely offended expression on your face. May I ask what you are thinking right now?”

Perhaps he noticed the profane expression I was making, or Mikhail attacked me with a rather sharp question.

“I wasn’t even thinking about it, my dear.”

He was a really quick-witted protagonist.

“·············· Back. Back.”

Mikhail, who stared at me for a moment, turned and started walking ahead as if he had given up.

I looked at such a prince pathetic.

“…?”

I could see a strange object approaching this way.

In this fresh green forest, the only red mysterious object was very conspicuous.

“······Lowering.”

“Why are you calling me?”

“Hey, do you see that?”

“····.”

They were approaching exactly in the direction I and Mikhail were.

“I don’t know what it is, but I know it’s very fast.”

“····.”

Even at a speed that a normal person would never be able to achieve.

‘······Wizard?’

Because among humans, only wizards who used the ‘Haste’ magic were able to achieve that level of speed.

It was another attack, so I was ready to take out my sword at any time.

“…she looks like Princess Valencia…”

“····.”

At Mikhail’s next words, he calmly put his hands down.

Like the prince said, I think the only person who came to this forest where this hunting competition was held was red and knew how to use magic because my fiancee was the only one.

And, these predictions soon turned out to be true.

“Oh, not a Valencian princess…”

“·······Princess Princess?”

“······ Injured. No injuries?”

The identity of what was running towards us was really Rebecca. I passed Mikhail, who seemed to be happy, as it was, and started to look at my condition.

“What are you doing up to here, Princess?”

It was true that I was happy to meet my fiancee, but I was also a little embarrassed.

Why is Rebecca here, who should have been quietly chatting with other girls after losing my archery bet?

After thinking in vain for a while, I was able to successfully put the scattered puzzle pieces together.

“·······Worried about?”

“·······No. I could not have worried about you…”

“You’re worried.”

“····.”

The fact that my fiancée, who is more honest in her actions than anyone else, has come here using magic because she is worried about me on a subject that she is still not aware of her feelings.

“Thank you for coming. Princess.”

To be honest, I was a bit impressed.

Despite the distance from where Rebecca was originally to here. The fact that he came running while maintaining the Hast magic with only one concern for me.

It was so moving that a heartfelt thank you came out automatically even though I didn’t put any effort into it.

“··············If you thank me in the future…”

“I’ll do my best in the future. Beloved fiancee.”

“····.”

Rebecca dyes her face red, whether she was ashamed to hear my sincere thanks.

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Only Mikhail, who had been neglected there, uttered words full of loneliness.