The work went as Leblaine had planned.
The Duchess of Vallua relied on Sir Lane for every little thing, such as the color of the dress.
Lane entered the society with the Duchess of Vallua on his back, and was in the process of associating with numerous nobles.
And the virtual battle is...
"Have you heard? This year's virtual battle...!"
"We're just talking about it."
"What the hell are they thinking? A nine-year-old child and a girl?"
"It's an event that the children of Dubbled can't participate in, so they're trying to show off their military power with that adoptee."
"He's really cold hearted. All the rumors that the Duke of Dubbled cares about this child of fate seem to have been a mere gossip. A father who cares about his daughter would not send her there."
"That's true, but... whatever it may be, there's got to be some sort of a reason."
The nobles who gathered in the meeting continued to speculate. Leblaine's participation in the virtual battle was stirring the society.
The Duke of Vallua, who was nervous said,
"Bad guys. They're always standing in my way."
He looked at his sons in front of the desk as he mumbled.
Niel, the second son of the Duke of Vallua, looked at his brother and shrugged his shoulders.
The eldest son, Hayton, grinned.
"The participating knights are child knights under the age of 17. Dubbled's children are not going to participate, so what are you worried about?"
Aura users cannot participate in the virtual battle.
Vallua will be supported by the knights secretly trained in the church, so no matter how strong Dubbled's military, the difference in skills would not be significant.
"It's the leader's ability that counts. Will a nine-year-old girl beat me?"
He continued with his arrogant lips raised.
"Most of all, the Dubbled's knights won't think of her as the leader, and they'll think of it as protecting the stupid little girl. It's like being held back before it even starts."
"......"
"In that situation, a spoiled little girl is no match for me."
After hearing his son's confident words, a smile came to the Duke of Vallua's face.
"Yes, my child can't lose to a lowly adoptee!"
Laughing loudly, he gestured toward Vallua.
As his son approached, the Duke of Vallua whispered,
"The rule is not to hold the opponent accountable for injuries sustained in the game. Don't send the girl back without an injury."
"Of course."
The man facing him grinned and raised his lips.
***
I glanced at my brothers around me.
"One."
I shouted loudly at Isaac's words.
"If you think you're going to get hurt, run away!"
"Two."
"If you run into a knight in the opposing camp, you threaten him!"
Henry smiled and asked, "What did I tell you to speak?"
