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 How to Use the Opponent’s Trap (2)

(3rd person pov)

“But Prince…”

Mino protested as if he was wrongly accused, and Bobby shook his head and slyly said.

“You may doubt Miss Lisa’s sword skills, but it was too much. Miss Lisa is famous in foreign countries too.”

“Foreign countries?”

“My escort, who was newly brought from elsewhere, kept talking.”

Bobby continued, pointing to Lagian behind him.

“He wanted to compete with Miss Lisa. He said he would win easily, but I was stopping him.”

“It’s okay, Prince.”

Mino replied with a mean smile.

“Lisa won’t even be in second place anyway.”

“Hmm, Miss Park Lisa.”

Bobby looked at Lisa and spoke softly.

“Would you like to have a friendly duel here? In fact, my new escort wants to keep fighting you.”

Bobby was confident that there were no swordsmen who would not fall for this.

Lisa had been suspicious of her skills so far, but it was ridiculous to step down from here.

“I don’t want to have a friendly duel, Prince.”

Lisa expressed her courtesy to Bobby and spoke firmly.

“I want to have a serious duel. Because…”

Bobby wanted to cheer for Lisa’s words, but he had no choice but to make a slight expression when he heard the following words.

“It wasn’t just me who will be looked down on, but it would be an insult to His Majesty’s eye since he said he was impressed with my match.”

Even the emperor, who had no thoughts at the words, looked, ‘Is that so?’.

“Of course, I will engage in a duel for the honor of His Majesty the Emperor.”

Suddenly, Lisa became a loyalist who pulled a sword for the emperor.

“Oh, Miss Lisa.”

The emperor blinked with an expression of excitement.

“Are you pulling a sword out for me…? It’s an honor.”

He had been longing for swordsmanship by reading books about swordsmen since he was young, but expectations were already high in the eyes of the emperor, whose physical strength did not follow.

‘It’s okay. She’s going to lose anyway.’

Bobby tried to suppress the ominous feeling he felt somewhere and thought.

‘The more you go around like that, the greater your disappointment will grow.’

Lagian, who was standing behind Bobby, clicked on the sword he was holding with excitement.

Bobby applauded once then called attention and said.

“Then, since you don’t have a sword and you don’t feel comfortable in your clothes, let’s move to the imperial dressing room…”

“No, Prince. Thank you for your consideration, but I can fight here.”

Lisa smiled and said.

“The movement path is enough from here to here, so that it won’t harm anyone. And you don’t have to care about my clothes.”

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