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    There was a wet smell. It was Amelia’s smell.

    Amelia’s physical strength may not be inferior to that of other ladies. Rather, it can be said that she is above the average of ordinary noble ladies in that her body is well-built and her sword posture is not awkward.

    Of course, I, who had the opportunity to systematically receive swordsmanship training, am inferior compared to Adele, the daughter of a knightly family. But this is inevitable. It’s like comparing a professionally trained soldier with an ordinary person.

    Rather, we should feel proud that Amelia, who is in a position where she can always be protected, is training in swordsmanship like this.

    Perhaps because she was moving her body hard, Amelia’s body was wet with sweat. Her body, which was usually difficult to hide, was now soaked in sweat and was clearly exposed.

    Really, why did the original work make the villainess so pretty?

    In the novel I read, of course, the protagonist, who was a villainess, had to be connected to the heroine of the original work, so it was natural that people should be attracted to it, but in the original work… … She was just a villain. At least, that would have been the case in the novel in the world where Amelia originally existed.

    Was the illustrator bad at drawing ugly and grumpy characters?

    Amelia was breathing heavily just a moment ago, but as she was held in my arms, she looked like she had forgotten to breathe.

    I wrapped one hand around her waist and hugged her, so you wouldn’t be surprised if she was surprised. Even though mine was taller, it was still the same woman’s body. Although mine was much closer to fantasy than reality.

    To be honest, I wanted to stay like this a little longer. Amelia’s slender and soft waist through my arms, or her wet and moist body… … Well, that unique wet smell or something.

    The black hair sticking to the white skin was sensational.

    “… … You seem very tired, Grand Duchess.”

    But that doesn’t mean it can’t continue like this.

    I straightened Amelia’s body and said that.

    “Ah, yes.”

    Amelia answered with a puzzled expression.

    I said, still holding the wooden sword in Amelia’s one hand.

    “Are your legs okay? If you have sprained, we will provide first aid.”

    “Ah… … .”

    Amelia blinked a few times and seemed to have finally come to her senses.

    Amelia stood on one foot and spun around and shook her head.

    “No, I just slipped, I don’t think I got hurt.”

    I sighed inwardly.

    “Thank goodness.”

    I would be extremely worried if I thought Amelia got hurt because of me.

    “Young Lady Carlins seems tired too.”

    I turned my gaze and looked at Adele. She was also soaked from head to toe. Although it wasn’t as wet as Amelia’s, her body was clearly exposed through her wet clothes.

    Although the close-fitting top was slightly loose due to vigorous movement, the upper chest was slightly exposed—

    —Honestly, it was nothing compared to Amelia, whose bare skin was completely visible.

    Amelia said she used to practice often when she was young, but has hardly ever practiced since she became a ‘lady’.

    Of course, there was no way I had the clothes needed for training.

    As a result, I wore a white blouse on top and riding clothes on the bottom, and this was a trap.

    Even though I usually wear similar clothes, I had no reason to get wet during training, and since Amelia had been training for a long time, she did not expect her clothes to get wet and stick to her body.

    Throughout my training, I kept learning about Cuamelia… … It was hard to correct my gaze towards my body. At least I was grateful when Adele jumped in. All I had to do was look straight into Adele’s eyes.

    But when I look at Amelia… … I had no choice but to keep looking downward and fixate on Amelia’s face, or to roll it back and forth while looking in a completely different direction.

    So, saying this made me feel a little more at ease.

    If you wash and change clothes, you will look a lot less sensational. Be it Amelia or Adele.

    “I can still do more… … .”

    Adele opened her mouth as if to refute what I said, but then shook her head.

    “But it’s as I said. If I add more here, I won’t have the stamina for tomorrow. It was fun to meet a great sparring partner after a long time—ah, I’m sorry. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t even a good match. I’m sorry for asking you to spar with me because I wasn’t good enough. .”

    Adele said those words, and I felt embarrassed for no reason.

    “No. The sparring was actually something I requested. What you originally requested was lessons, but it ended up like this because I couldn’t prepare for a systematic swordsmanship class.”

    “But in the end, he did so because I asked for lessons first.”

    After speaking up to that point, Adele looked at me with a slightly nervous expression.

    … … why?

    Seeing that expression makes me feel uneasy.

    “I… … I believe that my request was satisfied enough with the conditions this time. In fact, the reason the story progressed the way it did was because Grand Duchess Grattenmount said such things. I learned a lot from this class alone. The teacher who taught me There are two people, but both of them only knew how to use their own style of swordsmanship, so they were unable to teach us such varied swordsmanship.”

    I felt the blood draining from my head.

    No, I don’t know what kind of teachers were the teachers who taught Adele, but I swear that my swordsmanship skills are not as good as those two. I can’t even use the aurors that sword masters use so casually, and at the very least, I can’t use the aura that is so casually used by people who are sword masters. Because I can’t even fly the sword.

    It’s a shame that Adele’s teachers aren’t with us right now, otherwise they would both have been extremely angry.

    “But today, as I crossed swords with the Lady of Delki City, I felt that the ultimate swordsmanship is not technique, but basic skills that do not even require technique.”

    No, I can only do the basics.

    “And it is also important to have the stamina to reliably reproduce the basic skills. So, could you please spar with me in the future? Of course, I know that this is an enormous request. Only a person from Delki City could not receive the same knighthood. I also know very well that using Lee as a swordsman teacher is a waste of human resources.”

    Wouldn’t that be too low of one’s self? Honestly, if you leave out the natural strength, there would be a lot more things that make you better than Adele, right?

    “… … .”

    I glanced towards Amelia.

    Although I was still breathing evenly now, I could see that my hands were shaking. This was probably because it had been so long since I had moved them vigorously.

    I don’t have the talent to properly check other people’s physical strength. A true expert would be able to tell exactly how tired the opponent is by looking at their movements, but I can’t do that.

    The best way to control my strength was to touch it and see how much force it would break.

    Can Amelia endure this type of training?

    “I… … .”

    I thought for a moment and then said.

    “I will follow the wishes of the Grand Duchess.”

    Amelia looked at me with a slightly surprised expression and blinked. It was as if she didn’t know I would give that answer.

    Why does he look like that?

    “I am from Delkish. And Delkish is also a vassal of the Grand Duchess of Grattenmount. Since I am the Grand Duchess’s guardian, I cannot assume any other role without permission.”

    Amelia’s mouth opened slightly.

    I tried to convey my thoughts as best as I could, but it didn’t work out well. I don’t really want to take on that role unless I’m with Amelia.

    “Ah… … That’s definitely true.”

    But my thoughts seemed to have been conveyed clearly to Adele.

    “I am not a knight yet, but I know what a knight’s duty is. It is to be loyal to my master and fulfill my duty as a knight. In that sense, I understand Lady Delkisi’s thoughts well.”

    “… … I’m not a knight, though.”

    Putting Adele aside, who was somehow overestimating me, I looked at Amelia.

    Amelia looked at me quietly, as if she was a little lost in thought,

    “If it doesn’t put too much strain on Lady Elsie… … And if it’s on the condition that it’s okay for me to be with you, then it’s okay with me.”

    I answered that way.

    Saying that it won’t be a burden to me means that it’s actually no different from permission.

    Well, Adele is probably the most important person to Amelia, so it would be difficult to give up.

    Then there is nothing we can do.

    “In that case, thank you for your continued support.”

    “Oh, no! I should be nice to you!”

    When I gave a light greeting to Adele, Adele quickly bowed and answered.

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