Chapter 133 - 31 - Some Intervention

Chapter 133: Chapter 31 - Some Intervention

"You can only be proud and smug when you defeat all the princes, Liliana," replied Duchess Adelheid Von Blutfeld while waving her hand to keep me focused on the honorable match that was taking place.

Swiiippp...

Swiiippp...

"I can be proud after defeating one prince, right?"

"Not yet. Make sure you win this honorable match first. Then, it’s okay to be proud after winning."

"Eeh? That’s just bothering me..."

It may seem like I’m joking with my respected Duchess. However, anyone who understands this despicable act is undoubtedly someone who understands the technique of lowering others’ fighting spirit through emotional instability.

My words didn’t have much impact, only making the three remaining princes glare at me angrily. Their faces looked older than their actual age.

"This will be an easy match, my esteemed Duchess."

My Lightball spell had subsided, and the anger of the three princes helped them recover quickly. It wasn’t long before I felt a gust of wind blow towards me.

A wooden sword thrust narrowly missed my head...

If it were a real sword, I might have run away in fear and trembling. However, since it was a wooden sword that didn’t deal any fatal damage other than being split in half and causing a bruise, I felt unthreatened.

The first prince thrust his wooden sword into a swift stabbing attack, aiming for my head like a sewing machine needle piercing fabric.

Swwiisshh!!

Swwiisshh!!

I actually wanted to take a break and joke around with Duchess Adelheid Von Blutfeld a little longer. But the three princes’ attacks didn’t let me take a break.

Thanks to the intensive training I underwent, my body could sense the direction of the sword thrust, reading every small movement that felt dangerous as it hit me.

Cttaasshh!!

Cttaasshh!!

Parrying the swift stabbing attack, I pulled my arm down, letting the swift stab from the first prince’s wooden sword hit the tip of my wooden sword.

Prraaakk!!

The first prince’s hand trembled as the tip of his wooden sword struck the tip of my wooden sword. This unconventional parry caused our wooden swords to stick together and lock together.

While avoiding the second prince’s wooden sword slash and the third prince’s wooden sword stab that was aimed at my waist, I was forced to use an evasive technique using my rotating foot support.

Swwoonngg...

Swwoonngg...

The movement I had seen before in action movies became my savior now; my feet that were on the ground immediately spun, cutting the distance between me and the first prince, who was confused by the tip of our swords, unable to escape after being glued.

"Don’t dodge!" the second prince grumbled after his attack failed.

"Why should I have to take that pathetic wooden sword attack?" I retorted, launching a counterattack to slap the first prince in the face and ignored second prince.

My left palm immediately clenched into a fist, holding back my desire to hit the first prince’s head hard.

Plaaaakk!!

"Huh? What?"

I deliberately reduced the force of my hand when I slap the first prince’s face. I released my fist, leaving him with a five-finger print on his face.

Yes, it wasn’t a punch, but a hard slap from a woman.

Besides having his self-esteem destroyed, the first prince would also have a hard time hiding the five-finger marks on his cheek.

My leg twisted backwards, performing a light acrobatic action to kick the second prince in the face.

Buugghh!!

"Gaaaahhh!!" the second prince screamed in a funny voice and wanted to make me laugh.

My kick wasn’t very powerful because I didn’t have proper preparation. My shoe suddenly felt loose after kicking the second prince in the face, but I ignored it and let go of my wooden sword, which was still stuck in the first prince’s wooden sword at the tip.

Even with a wooden sword coated with heavy iron on the blade part, it was not enough to cut through the weak-looking wooden sword.

I think there is a difference in quality between the Duchess’s wooden sword and the royal family’s wooden swords.

"Aahhh... I lost my wooden sword now. Should I use both hands to hit the remaining three princes or use magic attacks?" I said, playing with my voice.

I deliberately used a confused expression, feeling embarrassed to fight the three remaining princes with my bare hands and magic abilities that felt unworthy of being displayed by the royal family.

Klaaangg!!

The first prince suddenly dropped his wooden sword, his hands visibly trembling after feeling the heavy weight of my wooden sword that came from the hidden iron layer inside.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS WOODEN SWORD?!!" the first prince shouted after dropping his wooden sword.

I had kept a safe distance, my gaze flat as if to say, "What are you thinking? That’s a normal training sword."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Apart from myself and the youngest prince who had fainted, everyone stared at Duchess Adelheid Von Blutfeld as if expecting a direct explanation from her.

Stared at by dozens of eyes directed at her, the Duchess just sat quietly and enjoyed the hot tea served by the Head Maid.

The one who seemed to be having trouble here was the Head Maid; she raised her hand to attract everyone’s attention and explained the wooden sword I was using.

"It’s a normal wooden sword used for practice," she said in a noncommittal answer.

"YOU SAY THAT’S NORMAL?! EVEN MY HANDS ARE SHAKING AFTER FEELING THE HEAVY ATTACK!" continued the first prince, who couldn’t accept all this.

I could understand the first prince’s frustration, as he looked pathetic. Besides being slapped on the cheek and bearing a woman’s five-fingerprint, he was also humiliated after being unable to lift my heavy wooden sword.

"Gosh... that’s the lightest wooden sword," I replied, adding fuel to the fire that embarrassed and pathetic first prince.

Since no one was attacking me anymore, I flexed my fingers as if I was getting ready to punch someone.

"No need to complain about being hit by that light wooden sword, okay?" I continued with a smile.

Now, I look like the Head Maid in the past, who liked to cause trouble.

No, more accurately, I feel like I’ve become a Villainess character who enjoys torturing and bullying side characters who help the main character in the future.

Even though this world’s story is a ’peaceful’ alternative to the main timeline, adding this kind of tension spice is no big deal, right?

I am the Author of this novel world, so I know how important it is for a maid to be able to stand proudly beside her, lovely Villainess Master.

"Stop complaining and get on with our pending business..."

"Or I will attack you!"

Without giving any sign to prepare, I dashed forward. With my bare hands ready to strike, I charged relentlessly toward the third prince, who had never felt my attack before.

A fair maid would slap and hit everyone with equal pain, right? So that’s what will happen to all princes.

The distance between the first prince and me grew closer; his pent-up anger seemed to disappear after being confused by my heavy wooden sword. I just passing him, ignore his confused state to launch a hit to third prince.

This kind of close-quarters combat might have felt unfamiliar to all princes. Those who trained in swordsmanship were unable to withstand a hand-to-hand, sudden attack.

Swwiinngg...

Swwiinngg...

My fists didn’t stop moving to aim for the third prince’s face, which looked so "punchable".

It would be a shame if such a handsome face wasn’t covered in blue bruises, wouldn’t it?

"W-Wait a minute!! T-Time out!! I’m still not ready!"

The third prince struggled before me. His calm and calculating demeanor transformed into that of a cowardly prince who didn’t want to be hit. My fist landed squarely on his handsome face, followed by a dramatic cry of pain from a weak, defenseless prince.

Buugghh!!

Buugghh!!

My fingers felt sore when they touched the third prince’s face; it was a shame that my soft hands had to feel pain from a handsome face skin.

If it weren’t for the thousand gold coins per defeated prince, I wouldn’t have bothered with this close combat.

Buugghh!!

Buugghh!!

Besides hitting the third prince’s face hard and smile respectfully, I pulled his collar and turned my body to support his not-so-heavy body, going down.

BAAAMMM!!

With all my strength, I pulled his body to deliver a devastating attack in the form of a hard slam to the ground.

A slamming technique that shouldn’t exist in the world of romance novels.

It’s okay to show off in front of everyone, right? Even if it’s a self-defense technique that comes from my old life.

The dry ground beneath my feet trembled as the third prince’s body slammed heavily onto it. The two remaining princes stared at me in disbelief, as if they were seeing me as a human-skinned monster wearing a maid’s uniform.

"M-MONSTER! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT TERRIFYING TECHNIQUE?! NO ONE HAS EVER USED A FIGHTING TECHNIQUE LIKE THAT BEFORE!" shouted the first prince with the full support of the second prince.

"Don’t think we’ll lose so easily, you monster!" said the second prince, his hand holding the wooden sword trembling.

"Oh my ... the barking of the weak and useless prince hurts my ears. Can’t you just lie there on the ground like your unconscious brothers?" I replied while still smiling like a polite maid.

"SHUT UP, YOU BASTARD MAID!!"

The first prince seemed to have fallen into a high level of anger, which made him utter harsh words.

Playing on the ego of a noble who had lived comfortably since childhood and had never lost, turned out to be very fun like this.

My smile widened even more after the first prince released a magic attack at me, a fireball that was quite large and fast as a surprise attack.

However, it still wasn’t fast enough to be worth, hurting me.

"Oh! That was the most pathetic magic spell I’ve ever seen," I said with a sneer that made the first prince even more furious.

Using the third prince’s body as a shield, I will let him burn until the third prince.

But, that’s not happening because the referee, suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Stop! You can’t do something so dangerous!" he said as he deflected a fireball that was flying towards me with a slash of his sword.

Slaaassshh...

Peessshhh...

Now, the situation has become complicated after the referee intervened.