episode_0735

Joey couldn’t hide his sad feelings as he watched Arthur being teased by Lucy.

It’s no different from blatantly hitting on someone, but the person involved doesn’t seem to notice at all.

This isn’t to the level of being insensitive. It’s just that you didn’t see her as a romantic interest from the beginning, so you can’t even think about it.

What’s even more unfortunate is that the reason Lucy makes this mistake is because of her faith in the prince.

Lucy, who has a complex about her short stature, doesn’t think she will become someone else’s love interest.

I know better than anyone else that I am beautiful, but I think beauty and desire are separate things.

There are exceptions like Lina, but that’s actually the problem.

Because I’ve come to believe that only a pervert likes me.

Because of that, if you say you like Lucy yourself, you become a sexually strange pervert.

Does that mean you won’t confess your feelings?

This doesn’t make sense either.

In order to do this, I want Lucy to realize her feelings first, but no matter how I look at it, Lucy has no interest in dating at all.

There’s nothing wrong with the prince.

It’s clear that he’s a good person, even aside from his position.

There is nothing lacking in appearance or ability.

There must be several nobles who are after the prince right now, right?

There were quite a few stories that I heard, so if you include the stories that came and went behind my back, there would be even more.

If you see the prince being so kind to another young lady, you’ll see a funny reaction.

But not Lucy. Lucy would think the prince was playing a prank on her if he did something like that, and would act mean to her instead.

Even the prince who was trying hard to hold on at first will soon start screaming.

The kind of excitement I see in romance novels will never exist between the two of them.

I can’t do anything other than say that the other person was bad.

Even when she sees Frete, she says that he is unlucky and ugly, and even when the First Prince treats her kindly, she just glares at her as if to say, “What’s wrong with you?” and shows no shame at all. When she traveled around different countries in the past, Lucy would only curse at people who showed interest in her.

He’s my friend, but I’m telling you, it’s so frustrating.

So that’s fortunate.

Luckily?

Are you happy?

why?

“If I beat you, Lucy will hate me, but I still won’t let you off.”

Joy, who was tilting her head as the emotions rose in her mind, returned to reality after hearing Lina’s words.

“Because the reward you get at the end is so great.”

“Do you think you can beat me without using your full strength?”

Lina hasn’t completely come out of the forest yet.

I was able to force myself to stand here by asking the Fairy Queen, but her other half is still in the forest.

In contrast, Joey stood opposite Lina without any penalty.

“You may be Erginus’ disciple, but you are not Erginus.”

The moment Lina, who had been laughing lightly, let out a breath of smoke, the floor of the arena was covered in thick smoke.

A fog that bewitches, plays with, tests, and torments people.

Lina tried to suppress Joy with her powers, but noticed something strange along the way.

The smoke she created was beyond Lina’s intentions.

“Master and I are completely different.”

The smoke surrounding Joy takes the shape of a fox.

“But as the Master says, I am also a hero.”

When she held out her hand, the foxes naturally rubbed their cheeks against it. Seeing that, Lina froze slightly and then chewed the end of her pipe.

“…Joy.”

Even the most brilliant wizard cannot analyze the power of a spirit on the spot.

Because magic and power have different underlying systems.

But if you were able to take control of everything in an instant, there is one reason.

“Since when have you been analyzing my powers?”

If you have come after completing the analysis over a long period of time.

“A very long time ago.”

At Lina’s question, Joy bowed her head and held the end of her skirt with one hand.

The aristocratic politeness shown after overwhelming the opponent was a provocation to the opponent, but Lina did not say anything.

It is true that he was the one who provoked first, and it is also clear that he lost due to his own skills.

Even if you come here with all your might, I don’t know if you’ll be able to win.

If you have the power, you might win the fight for dominance, but I don’t think you’d come with just this.

“I guess I should study too.”

Lina, who had just finished acting, smiled broadly when she saw Lucy’s eyes, which looked like they had found a toy.

This isn’t bad either.

*

Faby swallowed as she looked at Frete standing across from her.

He is like a scumbag when he is around Lucy, but he is usually serious, polite, and strong.

Having been in hellish places with him so many times, Faby knew that the Preterans were not people to be trifled with.

His power, hidden behind his artistic side, is not inferior to that of other strongmen on the continent. Frete is a human who pursues perfect beauty even on the battlefield.

“I never thought the day would come when I would have to compete with the saintess.”

“Me too.”

However, I have no intention of backing down. I stand here prepared to be hated by Lucy.

“Would you please step aside?”

“No.”

I don’t want to step back without reaping anything. Pavie shook her head and cast a line of divinities around her.

The divinity spread out like a spider web, forming a single realm and giving light to Faby.

“The me you saw and the me now are different.”

During her time helping people with Frete, Fabio was a doll of the church.

A false child who believed that if he did the right thing without knowing anything, he would be able to spread goodness in the world, and that it was his mission.

I don’t think I was bad back then.

Rather, it is certain that I will be better and more noble than I am now.

Because I’m greedy now.

He’s a bad adult, driven by personal desires, and something has arisen that may be more important than goodness.

And now, even though I know it’s wrong, I intend to wield the power God has given me according to my will.

Like a bad person.

“You can do as many bad things as you want.”

Frete, who saw a smile that could be described as eccentric, different from the one Pavie had shown at formal functions, stared blankly at her face before hesitating and stepping back.

Then, with a light laugh, he squeezed his face with both hands and then quickly raised both hands up.

“I surrender.”

“…Huh? But.”

“I didn’t come here seriously hoping to win. This position is more than I deserve.”

I can’t say that I don’t feel greedy.

Just being able to stand next to a work of art like Lucy Allen is a blessing in itself.

However, beauty shines brighter when seen from a distance. Even if you have something too much by your side, the happiness will not last long.

Knowing this, Frete had no intention of winning from the beginning.

“And now I think Faby can become a part of the work too.”

Although it could be considered a filter and could be moved up, Frete didn’t want to do that against Faby.

Because unlike her before, she now deserves to be included in a painting.

“I feel sorry for those who wanted to see a fight between the strongest, but this is my belief. I hope you understand.”

Frete bowed politely to the audience at the stadium, greeted Faby again, and then left.

Even though the goddess he served shouted something.

In the match that followed after the trembling Faybi went up, the Sword Master and Imperial Spearman won.

Blacksmiths showed off their overwhelming and fierce skills, each raising the atmosphere of the competition.

Of the eight people left, the first to face off were Lucy Allen and Geomseong.

*

The arena has become very heated since the fight between me and the warrior.

As soon as I set foot inside, cheers filled the stadium.

You guys. Have you forgotten the name of this competition?

Isn’t this just a stadium?

It’s called the Battle for Lucy.

Why are you cheering for Ojikon, who has no interest in me at all and only wants to steal someone else’s papa?

I looked at the people with a pitiful expression, then placed the mace on my shoulder and turned my gaze towards Geomseong.

She was standing across from me, but she wasn’t looking at me.

Behind me. I quietly looked at where Papa and Mama were.

“What are you doing here?”

Why did you come here if you don’t care about me?

“You don’t care about me.”

There’s Yongsarang and Frete, so I don’t think they’d bother asking Geomsung to take care of the filter, so they must’ve participated here on their own accord. I really don’t know why.

“Not to that extent.”

Geomseong, who spoke lightly as usual, soon shook his head, rubbed his neck, and changed his words.

“Hmm. No. No. I’m not. I’m interested in Alun Youngae’s strength.”

“Ugh. Stop acting so polite. It’s disgusting.”

“But.”

“The more you do that, the more I hate you, so please shut up.”

“No. I’ve been warned many times not to speak informally to you.”

“Were you the kind of person who would keep such things?”

“Of course not. But since it came out by force, you have to be careful.”

“Tell me. Why did you come here to be unreasonable?”

“There’s only one reason for me to move, right?”

No. No way. Even if she’s crazy, that’s not true.

“Benedict Allen.”

“Are you really crazy?”

Even though the curses poured out without any hesitation, Geomseong was confident.

“Be honest.”

“You really are crazy.”

How can I understand why you showed interest in Papa before?

At that time, everyone thought Mama was dead. But not now.

She is not an ordinary woman, but a sage named Armadi is guarding Papa’s side.

But are you really going to say something like that?

“That’s right.”

The moment I turned my head to the side in surprise at the hand that grabbed my shoulder.

“You really don’t have a normal way of thinking.”

I saw Mama’s face, smiling and getting angry.

“Do you want to go to hell?”