Chapter 20: Princess of Fente, Elena
Elena’s fiery red hair, reaching down to her waist, looked incredibly dazzling under the lights at this moment.
Coupled with the meaning of that hair color in this kingdom, everyone present was shocked.
“Royal family? Knights Order…”
“Princess?”
“…Princess Elena?”
“Why did she come personally!?”
“Whose guard went to find the church!?”
It shouldn’t be! How could such a small matter summon the Princess!?
Normally, Elena indeed wouldn’t bother with such trivial matters; she preferred training herself.
However, she happened to be in a very good mood today! And she was very interested in the Paladin!
So she directly led the knights who were in training to the Earl’s manor.
Her good mood from encountering Shelley was ruined by Rupert’s words. Elena suppressed her anger and looked at Rupert, whose world seemed to be collapsing.
“Hmph! If Shelley weren’t here, I would hang you up and beat you!”
After all, I have to maintain my image in front of my suitor!
Widening his eyes, Shelley looked incredulously at the majestic Princess in front of him, as if encountering something incredible, and immediately lowered his head.
“Hehe, didn’t expect that, did you! Are you feeling very happy inside now? Or awkward?”
“Hee hee, I must maintain my composure and pretend not to know!”
Satisfied with admiring Shelley’s performance, Elena’s emotions calmed down a bit, and she looked back at the pitiful wretch.
But what she didn’t expect was that Shelley wasn’t thinking about awkwardness or joy, but… amazement!
Elena in front of him, although her figure was obscured by armor, still showed a general hotness!
Her delicate face bore the determination brought by training, as well as the softness and vitality unique to a young girl.
And what amazed Shelley the most was the transparent thin cloth covering Elena’s eyes!
Followers of Tyr—knights, clerics, clergy, judges, and Paladins—sometimes wore a thin transparent cloth over their eyes to remind others of the blindness of justice!
The thin cloth covering Elena’s eyes had beautiful patterns and pale white lace, looking more like an accessory!
The moment he saw this combination, the lethality exceeded Shelley’s expectations.
Coupled with the fragrance coming from Elena, Shelley immediately lowered his head to avoid exposing himself.
“She actually changed so much! I thought she was still like back then, a…”
A princess who chased deer to chop them… cough, a very energetic princess!
“Alright, you are no longer an unknown creature of self-conquest in my heart!”
“Your status has been elevated to a cute princess with contrast moe!”
Most of the people present were attracted by the appearance of the Princess. No one noticed Shelley’s small movements, except for the two ladies who had been keeping their eyes on him.
Looking at Elena in surprise, then seeing the amazement in Shelley’s eyes, Lydia felt a little uncomfortable and shrank her thin shoulders.
“Perhaps… only a lord like this is worthy of Shelley…”
“…But why am I so sad?”
Nadia also noticed the momentary amazement and joy in Shelley’s eyes, and instantly felt that the fruit wine in her hand wasn’t tasty anymore…
“Hmph! Men are all no good!”
Biting her lip awkwardly, she put the wine glass on the table and stared closely at Shelley’s movements.
“I want to see what you will do!”
“Hmph!”
Eek!!!
Feeling the resentful and unhappy gaze from behind, Shelley instantly felt darkness before his eyes.
[Self-pitying Maiden’s Heart]
[Duplicitous Maiden’s Heart]
[Which one do you like?]
“I like both, please spare me!”
“Crap, forgot there are two more here!”
Observing for a moment and finding that Elena hadn’t exposed her thoughts, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
“Good, good, I’ll also pretend not to know her!”
Shelley breathed a sigh of relief here, but Rupert beside him felt his whole world collapsing!
“It’s over…”
Originally, as long as he drove away the people from the church, it would be fine if the matter of Congreve’s bloodline was exposed.
For so many years, Duke Bell’s body couldn’t hold on much longer anyway.
Although this matter exceeded expectations, it was at least within a controllable range.
But! The person who came was actually the Eldest Princess!
All expectations fell through. Rupert knew he was done for…
But there was still a chance! As long as that matter wasn’t discovered!
As long as the Goddess’s believers still…
“Not kneeling? You seem to still think you are nobler than me, Rupert.”
With a thump, Rupert knelt down, trembling as he held up the helmet. Elena reached out and took it back.
Rupert was just about to speak when Elena slapped him across the mouth with her scabbard, sending him flying.
“Ah, sure enough, you’d better not speak. I don’t want to listen.”
With the strength of a purebred high-level warrior plus the strength talent in the Fente royal bloodline, she easily slapped Rupert, who had been hollowed out by debauchery, away.
“Pfft!” Spitting out blood mixed with teeth. If Elena didn’t want to kill him, this blow could have sent Rupert to the Abyss to become a lemure.
“Ah!!!” A noblewoman was hit by a flying tooth and screamed.
Without looking over there, Elena said plainly:
“Quiet.”
The knights behind her immediately shouted loudly:
“Quiet!!!”
Satisfied with the silence in the venue, Elena nodded and spoke to the crowd:
“Does anyone else think I have no right?”
“Very good. Then I want to know, what was that about clearing out the Thieves’ Guild just now?”
“Mm, you speak.”
Randomly pointing at a trembling noble young lady, Elena quickly understood the current situation from her tearful explanation.
Frowning at the still unconscious Congreve, Elena felt a little annoyed:
“Which idiot did this again? Prince Yul? Prince Conan? Or maybe… Hmm?”
“Kerton.”
“Yes!”
“Go examine the scars on Congreve’s back.”
“At your service.”
One of the knights rushed forward quickly, took off his helmet, carefully examined the scars, pulled open Rupert’s clothes, and soon stood up and shouted:
“Reporting to the Captain, confirmed to be the Holy Symbol of an Evil God!”
“Which one?”
“The Maiden of Pain!”
“Good. Kerton, go back and report to the temple! The rest of you, search this manor with me!”
“William, Tom, you two guard the hall. No one is allowed to leave!”
“Yes!!!”
The squad of knights moved quickly, leaving only two guarding the entrance.
Looking at the uneasy nobles, Elena performed a court curtsy in her armor and said gently:
“Stay here, understand?”
Looking at the silent hall, she snorted lightly and turned to walk out of the hall.
Reaching the door, Elena hesitated for a moment, turned her head to look at Shelley:
“…Shelley, can you fight?”
Sighing inwardly, Shelley straightened his back and said in a deep voice:
“At your service!”
No! Let me go! I really don’t want to go!
[A man’s mouth, a deceitful ghost]
