“Harold-aniue! I, Wilfred Wel Dehauvalz, challenge you to a duel!”
Ehh… Wilfred, of all times, you had to say something so outrageous at the celebration party.
Well, it’s after the farce, so it’s a bit late now.
Wilfred probably intends to fight and defeat me, then offer his hand again.
That way, to the eyes of those around us, it will look like he subdued the uncooperative me with his strength, and more than anything, it will appear as if he has forgiven my selfishness. Quite the schemer.
Besides… he probably thinks he can’t possibly lose to someone like me, the ‘Incompetent Rascal Prince’.
In fact, the only time Wilfred saw me fighting was during that sparring session when I was just unilaterally taking Carla’s attacks.
But Marion, who is watching nearby, is flustered.
She witnessed me stopping Sandra’s all-out attack when they sparred, which made her legs give out.
That’s right, I became strong to avoid becoming a stepping stone in “Engage Hazard”… to avoid being taken down by the protagonist and executed.
However.
“I refuse. What merit is there for me in sparring with you? There isn’t any.”
“………………….”
In the first place, why do I have to play along with this guy’s schemes?
If I have the time, I’d rather be doing Special Training with Sandra.
“I see… so you’re afraid of me, Harold-aniue?”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
Wilfred is trying to provoke me, but I wave my hand dismissively because it’s a pain.
Unlike the Harold that appears in “EnHaza,” there’s no way I’d fall for such an obvious taunt.
“Anyway, I’m enjoying the Celebration Party with Sandra. I don’t want to be dragged into your selfish…”
“Harold, you will have a match.”
“Eh!?”
Annoyingly, King Aival appeared with Samantha on his arm and told me to spar with Wilfred.
He wasn’t in the venue until now, but he shows up only at times like this, it’s as if he was aiming for this.
“Cardis, Raphael, and Wilfred are trying to unite for the sake of the kingdom. What are you doing, disrupting the harmony?”
“………………….”
“Of course, there must be parts that you can’t accept in your own way. That’s why you should gratefully accept Wilfred’s kindness, which he proposed to eliminate any lingering resentment.”
…It seems like there’s no escape for me.
I could try to argue against it, but the result probably won’t change.
“Understood. I, Harold Wel Dehauvalz, will spar with Wilfred.”
“Hmm.”
King Aival nods in satisfaction as he sees me submit.
Since it has come to this, there’s no choice. I’ll just have to make Wilfred understand (…….) in the match.
At that moment.
“Your Majesty Aival. This is a match between Prince Harold and Prince Wilfred. It would be a waste to have only a limited number of people watch. I believe it would be good to have many people witness it.”
Wait a minute!? Duke Chevalier, what are you suddenly saying, appearing out of nowhere!?
“That’s a good idea! The people would surely want to witness the two of them fighting!”
“Indeed. If they see the heroic figures of the two, the people will pledge even more loyalty to the royal family.”
Ooooi… why are Minister Olson and even the Prime Minister butting in and completely agreeing?
I didn’t ask for any of this.
“Wahahaha! If that’s the case, then I, Bradley Drake, shall take charge of overseeing the sparring between the two!”
To make matters worse, even Lord Drake, who usually doesn’t participate in royal events, has gotten involved. Or rather, why is he even here?
But with this, it’s been decided that I’ll be put on display.
“However, since it’s a match… it would be boring not to bet anything. If Prince Wilfred has asked for Prince Harold’s cooperation, then Prince Harold should also be given compensation for when he wins.”
“Ooh! Well said! However, that would not match Wilfred’s wishes and would be unfair. Therefore, as a reward for the victor, in the name of Aival Wel Dehauvalz, I shall grant one wish of their choosing.”
“Eh!?”
Wow… thanks to Duke Chevalier, it seems I’ll be able to get a tremendous reward… so that’s what it is.
The Duke took advantage of the fact that I had to fight Wilfred and used it to his advantage.
Moreover, he even set the stage so that I couldn’t weasel out of it by having it fought in front of the people.
All for my sake.
Looking around, Minister Olson, the Prime Minister, and even Lord Drake were all looking at me with the same eyes as Duke Chevalier. Really… aren’t you guys overestimating me a bit too much?
With this, I absolutely have to win.
“Hmm, hmm, this is getting exciting. Then the match between the two will be held in ten days, open to the public. Harold, Wilfred, hone your skills and prepare for the match.”
“Yes!”
“…Understood.”
Haa… this is really weighing on my mind.
I never thought it would become such a big deal.
I let out a big sigh, watching King Aival’s back as he left the scene in a cheerful mood.
But.
“Lord Hal.”
“Prince Harold.”
“Hmm.”
“Wahahaha! This is going to be fun!”
“Well then, please do your best.”
To everyone who believed in me and cheered me on, I nodded with a smile.
Vowing to win the fight against Wilfred.
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