"Hmph! Ridiculous possessiveness! Gra~, being infatuated with my unparalleled beauty isn't a bad thing, but ignoring my decisions is the most foolish behavior! Considering this is your first offense, I'll forgive you this time! Don't let there be a next time!"
Priscilla's eyes flashed, and she snorted coldly, putting away her folding fan. Since it was an expression of excessive admiration for her, she would forgive him.
After all, he was the knight she chose, and his behavior was unusual and interesting. Priscilla couldn't bear to kill him.
...
However, upon hearing her words, Graham did not agree. Instead, he loudly declared, "There will be no exceptions next time either!"
This was a matter of principle. For the woman he had set his sights on, he hoped she would only focus on him. What was wrong with that?
"You!... Graham, you repeatedly anger me. Are you truly not afraid of death? Even my broad tolerance has its limits!"
Priscilla was furious. What was wrong with this person? Did he not know his place?
Did he really want her to kill him?
"Even if the Princess kills me in anger, I would still say the same."
*WHOOSH*
As soon as he finished speaking, Priscilla couldn't hold back any longer. A crimson flame sword slashed fiercely towards his cheek.
Seeing this, although Graham's expression remained unchanged, he felt a sense of triumph inside.
With a flash of deep blue light in his eyes, he swiftly drew the exquisite dagger he had taken from Leip's study and slashed upwards.
*Poof*
The flame of the 'Yang Sword', which was said to never extinguish until it burned its enemies to ashes, was extinguished just like that!
No, it wasn't just extinguished...
Priscilla felt that the flame of her 'Yang Sword' had completely vanished. Even the mana that condensed the flame had vanished without a trace!
Priscilla's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected this person to possess such power. At the same time, a sense of relief flashed through her.
In fact, she had regretted her action as soon as she struck. Now, seeing that Graham was unharmed, she not only felt relieved but also gained a bit more admiration for him.
Last night, Graham had been here. Nighttime was her weakest moment. If Graham had attacked her, she wouldn't have been able to resist.
This meant that Graham truly had no ill intentions towards her. Him becoming her knight was solely due to her charm!
Thinking of this, Priscilla's anger dissipated by more than half.
And this was exactly Graham's intention.
The treatment of capable people and incapable people is entirely different.
Compared to Schult, who only had the advantage of being cute, and himself, a powerful knight, who should she choose? He believed Priscilla had her own judgment.
How could he control her without letting her know his strength?
This woman was too arrogant, absolutely self-centered.
Although inherently kind, her words were always haughty and unpleasant.
"Graham, you drew your knife. Do you intend to attack me?" Priscilla, although unsettled inside, did not show it. She simply crossed her arms arrogantly and stared at him coldly.
Graham sheathed his dagger, performed a knightly salute, and replied, "Of course not. The Princess granted me the noble surname 'Barielle' and bestowed upon me the title of knight. I am very grateful...
In my heart, I cherish every moment I spend with the Princess. The Princess is a special existence to me. I will seriously consider the Princess's will, but at the same time, I also hope the Princess can satisfy my small request just now."
Priscilla: "..."
After a moment of silence, Priscilla stared straight into his eyes, which were full of sincerity. This showed that he was serious...
A strange tremor inexplicably surged in her heart. Biting her lip, Priscilla put away her folding fan, turned around, and left him with a beautiful view of her back.
"..."
"What are you standing there for?"
"Princess?"
"Hmph! You drove away my servant who was supposed to serve me. Do you expect me to do it myself now?"
Priscilla puffed out her cheeks and said angrily. This foolish knight, couldn't he be a bit more perceptive?
She had already turned her back to him, yet he was still standing there dumbfounded!
"Ah! Yes, I understand!"
Graham was taken aback, then smiled and walked over.
The plan had succeeded!
He approached her and slowly picked up a luxurious red dress from the wardrobe...
That's right, with the servant gone and Priscilla unwilling to do it herself, he had to step in!
Since he had driven away the servant, leaving her without someone to serve her, he, the culprit, had to take on this duty.
Priscilla had always treated everyone fairly. Graham had fought for it and demonstrated his corresponding value (strength), so she naturally wouldn't withhold her reward.
And she knew very well what Graham's intention was. Wasn't it just that he was attracted to her beauty and wanted to take advantage?
She was fair! So... she would humor him.
...
Before long, under Schult's weak gaze, Priscilla and Graham slowly walked out of the room.
What made the boy sad and tearful was that Priscilla didn't even glance at him, completely ignoring him!
"Waaah~! Princess...!"
Priscilla ignored him, and Schult finally couldn't hold back his tears, crying loudly as big drops of tears rolled down his cheeks.
But Priscilla didn't look back. Previously, she had only found Schult cute, and his crying pitiful, which was why she kept him by her side. But now, hearing his cries, she inexplicably felt annoyed.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she understood that her emotions were because of this foolish knight named Graham.
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{T/N: Meh... I have nothing much to say here axcept that I'm just hoping for some progress on the plot...
On another note, I found something which showed potential on the original site of this fic, a 'Black Bullet' fanfiction... I read the first chapter and found it tolerable... So of course, being the person that I am, I went ahead and translated the chapter and I'll probably post it here as well with the link to the original. Though I don't know whether the fic is completed, ongoing, or dropped...}