Obviously, all these conversations will also be reported to the duke. Hickson just so happened to create a good opportunity, and she decided to make full use of it.
âVixen was trained as a secret killer. So, he doesnât fit in a battle in a place like this.â
Vixenâs trick is a covert surprise. In broad daylight of the âletâs fight each other!â situation, he learned the art of daggers that didnât fit the battle heâs fighting with.
âOn the other hand, uncleâs sword is a dominant sword. Now that Tundra has learned uncleâs sword style, heâll have an advantage in this open battle.â
âSoâŚ?â
âAs things stand, uncle seems to like Tundra?â
âNevertheless, you still think that Vixen will win?â
Viola nodded and said, âHeâs not up to Vixen in proficiency yet.â
No matter how much of a genius Tundra is, in Violaâs mind, the differences in their training period are too high. In the end, she concluded her thoughts.
âSo, if he doesnât make an obvious mistake, Vixen will win.â
âWhat do you mean by an obvious mistake?â
âSuddenly getting too excited to make a big move.â
âLike being drunk?â
At that, Hickson laughed loudly.
âIf he is caught off guard and shows a gap on purpose⌠There might be a case like that. Since Vixen is still young, and from his personality, he thinks this is a game. So, thereâs a chance for Tundra.â
Hearing her words, he gazed at Viola for some time, bewildered.
âWhat? Is there something wrong with my face?â
âWellâŚâ He said, giggled softly before straightening himself.
âViola.â
âHuh?â
âBe honest with me.â
âWhat?â
âHow old are you?â
âSeven.â
âYouâre not seven, are you? You look young, but you are actually not?â
A seven-year-old that is actually older?
âI donât know what heâs talking about.â
To be fair, Viola is a little stingy, anyway. But it is true because she was a twenty-one-year-old inside, though she couldnât really advertise that.
It was then,
âUwaah!â
A shout resounded.
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Â
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âUwaah!â
Tundra swung the wooden sword loudly.
Whoosh!
The sword tore through the air as Vixen laughed after lightly dodging Tundraâs wooden sword. âHehe. Heâs still clumsy!â
His movement is too big. Even though Tundra is fast, it quickly consumes his physical strength. Realizing this fact, Vixen was smirking happily.
âI could see an opening.â
If he pokes it, itâs over.
âI shouldnât poke him.â
For Vixen, Tundra is an easy opponent. A novice with a lot of openings. Even Tundra knew that fact himself, and that made him furious.
âDamn it!â
His desire to win as a male lead was radiated. As he gets more excited, his body movements get bigger, and his body uses more strength. In the end, the more he swung, the more advantageous it was for Vixen.
It was then, at the corner of his eyes, Tundra saw Viola and Hickson talking to each other.
ââŚMaster?â
âViola!â
Tundra and Vixen discovered Viola almost at the same time. And, they had different thoughts.
âI canât show her disappointment.â
âGood. Iâll show you how strong I am.â
Rather, Tundra regained its reason. His head became cold, and he let go of some of his strength.
âIâm not as good as him at this. Thatâs why I have to aim for his gap.â
Now, it was Vixen who was off guard.
âThereâs only one chance. That little crack⌠that little crackâŚâ
Thatâs where heâs going to attack. Tundra realized that heâd only get one shot. His reasoning subsided coldly. In contrast, now that Tundra is getting calm and collected, Vixen became a little excited.
âBecause Iâm her older brother!â
Since he is older than her, Vixen wanted to show his strong side in front of Viola.
âLetâs get it over in one go, then.â
In his mind, Tundra is just an underdog, and he could finish him at any time.
Pride and carelessness.
Mixed with the desire to look good to Viola, at that moment, his body is full of energy. Tundra bit his lip.
âHeâs coming.â
As Vixenâs movement is bigger than before. He could see through his movements and the openings. Tundra took a left and narrowed the distance between themselves. And, at that moment, he seized the opportunity.
The boy swung the wooden sword quickly.
Snap!
Something got caught in the wooden sword.
âStop.â
Stepping in between Tundra and Vixen, Hickson grabbed Tundraâs wooden sword with one hand and held Vixenâs dagger with the other.
âItâs a draw.â
Obviously, Vixen is unable to accept such a result. He yelled immediately, âNo way!â
Tundra then chimed in.
âWhat?! This doesnât make sense!â
âI could have stabbed him in the heart!â
âAnd, youâd be decapitated instead. Did you forget? This is a longsword.â
If it were a real sword match, Tundra would have been penetrated in the heart, while Vixen would have been decapitated.
âI knew that! I was going to avoid it!â
âYes, of course, you knew,â Hickson said, hitting Vixen, who was still yelling in the head.
Bam!
There was a sound.
Even though Hickson thought that he was just hitting him lightly, the sound everyone heard sounded like a car accident.
Vixen was upset.
âWhy are you hitting me?â
âBecause youâre being unreasonable.â
âUghâŚ!â
The boyâs eyes were filled with life, angry.
âWhat?â
Again, he hit Vixen on the head.
Within the Verratoux Family, the only person who is able to hold the head of Verratoux Family pure blood is Hickson.
âIâll kill you.â
âAs much as you can.â
âWait, Iâm seriously going to kill you.â
Hickson scoffed loudly.
âWouldnât that be interesting?.â
Looking at the scene, Viola sighed unconsciously. That joke that came out, needless to say, was all true. Still, both were enjoying the situation, so she decided to step in.
âVixen.â
âViola, itâs not like I lost. Let me tell you what happenedâŚâ
âHere.â
Viola then pulled a piece of paper out of her arms.
âHuh? A contract?â
Peering at it, he realized it was a contract to grant wishes, which he had signed with blood earlier on.
âNo matter how strong you are, you canât kill him.â
âWhy?â
âBecause thatâs my wish.â
âHuh?â
As Vixen glanced at the contract, his expression changed. However, his action still seemed unconvincing, so Viola opened her mouth again.
âAre you not going to follow through on the contract, brother?â
âHa. Iâll do itâŚâ
Vixen couldnât hide his expression. Even if it seemed unfair, he couldnât help it.
Vixen is a real do-it-it-all, and heâs still young, so heâll go through stormy growth. Therefore, if he really happens to kill Tundra, a problem would arise. The male lead, who will be the centerpiece of this novel, will also disappear.
âI canât let him do that. The male lead needs to grow up great.â
So, she would ride the first princess line with the male character. That way, Viola will be able to stabilize this duke and transform this duchy full of life. She couldnât let this perfect plan be ruined.
She said, âKeep your words.â
âWell, thatâsâŚ!â
âSince you are my brother, you will do that, right?â
âO-of course.â
âThen, youâll keep your promise, right?â
âUh, yeahâŚâ
Although it felt like he was being cheated, Vixen couldnât deny that Viola was not wrong.
As an older brother, shouldnât he keep his promise? If he doesnât keep his promise that is on the contract, his prestige as a Verratoux wonât stand.
Meanwhile, Tundra bowed his head quietly.
âIâm sorry to show you my shameful face. I wanted to winâŚâ
Hearing his words, Viola turned and stared at every inch of his face. There are some small scratches, but there was no major wound visible.
âNo, you did a good job. Iâm fine as long as youâre not hurt.â
ââŚ.â
Tundra bowed his head once again.
âGood jobâŚâ
In fact, he is a little pleased with this remark.
âAs long as youâre not hurt.â
Those words were very pleasing. He doesnât know the reason. He doesnât know why it felt so good to hear that she doesnât want him hurt.
ââŚI have to do well.â
With that in mind, he was determined to do better so that he will be able to defeat Vixen one day.
Tundra saw a possibility today. Even though it may take some time, he wanted to be praised more, so he must be stronger than VixenâŚ
Tundra and Vixenâs eyes met in the air.
âTo do that⌠I might have to kill you, Vixen.â
Vixen also did not shy away from Tundraâs eyes.
He scoffed and said, âIâm going to kill you. Mixed species.â
To be honest, Vixen was angry seeing Viola praising her dog for doing well. He doesnât understand why, but he didnât like it.
âWhy did she only praise the dog?â
He wants to get a compliment from her, tooâŚ
Frustrated, the thought kept on going. Viola didnât even ask him if he was hurt or not as well. He fought with a dagger as well!
The sound of his heart resonated, but Vixen didnât hear it.
âItâs annoying.â
He just thought he was annoyed at her for no reason.
Tundra went closer to Viola.
âBy the way, MasterâŚâ
He knelt down on one knee. It looked like a young knight taking his oath as his eyes were filled with an unidentified, powerful longing.
Tundra was like a dog who strongly craved snacks.
Â
Â
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A few days ago, Tundra witnessed a shocking scene.
A big dog with gold fur.
It was a scene in which a lady, who was presumed to be the owner, looked at the barking dog and grabbed the hem of her clothes. However, whatâs even more surprising is that the lady gazed at the dog as if it seems rather cute.
The dog even licked the ladyâs face. It was a devastating scene for Tundra.
âI donât understand whyâŚâ
Common sense had never made sense for him. Thus, Tundra secretly bought a book called <b>ă Ultimate Guide for Dogs Language ă</b> considered to be the exclusive possession of the ladies.
And, the content is full of shocking information.
âDogs beg the master to playâŚ?â
The scene of the dog biting and shaking her clothes was the scene of it begging the owner to play.
ââŚNow, heâs begging for a snack?â
It is also said that the behavior of the dog depends on its characteristics and education. Some dogs lie down and peep at their owners with adorable eyes, others bark at their owners for snacks, and the rest simply just lie down and protest.
Sometimes they can be upset and happy, sometimes their emotions are unfiltered.
Then, Tundra realized a new fact.âThis is what a dog isâŚ.!â
They are creatures that begged to play, protested, whined, wagged their tail, acted cute, annoyed to get snacks, and interacted emotionally with their owner.
âAh. Itâs a lot more different than I thoughtâŚâ
That was when he got to know the new word.
And from that day on, his dream is to become a pet dog.
Â
Â
Â
âBy the way, MasterâŚâ He said, kneeling down on one knee.
âWhat is it?â
That desperateness is enough to make Viola sting. He had a serious look that almost looked like a reverence, and then he finally uttered something.
âIâll be a good dogâŚâ
He put his head forward, leveling his knees down in a calm manner. It was as if he was saying, âpat my head this instant.â
Seeing the scene, she was bewildered inside.
ââŚDog?â
For Viola, who lived in South Korea in the twenty-first century, the word âdogâ is very familiar. Still, she isnât used to that word being attached to humans.
âWhat the hell is he talking about now?â
It was as though he knew exactly what it meant when he said that heâs going to be a good dog. The situation is just bizarre.
âSo, youâre a dogâŚ?â
âYes, I said Iâd stay with you.â
That was true. Still, what does it have to do with a dog?
âThe place next to you is called a petâŚâ
âAhâŚâ
Being the one next to her is to be a pet. And, he is a dog⌠So, that means his dream is to be a pet dog?
âBeing your pet dog is my dream.â
ââŚ.â
âBut, you have not given me permission yet?â
âSuddenly getting too excited to make a big move.â
âLike being drunk?â
At that, Hickson laughed loudly.
âIf he is caught off guard and shows a gap on purpose⌠There might be a case like that. Since Vixen is still young, and from his personality, he thinks this is a game. So, thereâs a chance for Tundra.â
Hearing her words, he gazed at Viola for some time, bewildered.
âWhat? Is there something wrong with my face?â
âWellâŚâ He said, giggled softly before straightening himself.
âViola.â
âHuh?â
âBe honest with me.â
âWhat?â
âHow old are you?â
âSeven.â
âYouâre not seven, are you? You look young, but you are actually not?â
A seven-year-old that is actually older?
âI donât know what heâs talking about.â
To be fair, Viola is a little stingy, anyway. But it is true because she was a twenty-one-year-old inside, though she couldnât really advertise that.
It was then,
âUwaah!â
A shout resounded.
Â
Â
Â
âUwaah!â
Tundra swung the wooden sword loudly.
Whoosh!
The sword tore through the air as Vixen laughed after lightly dodging Tundraâs wooden sword. âHehe. Heâs still clumsy!â
His movement is too big. Even though Tundra is fast, it quickly consumes his physical strength. Realizing this fact, Vixen was smirking happily.
âI could see an opening.â
If he pokes it, itâs over.
âI shouldnât poke him.â
For Vixen, Tundra is an easy opponent. A novice with a lot of openings. Even Tundra knew that fact himself, and that made him furious.
âDamn it!â
His desire to win as a male lead was radiated. As he gets more excited, his body movements get bigger, and his body uses more strength. In the end, the more he swung, the more advantageous it was for Vixen.
It was then, at the corner of his eyes, Tundra saw Viola and Hickson talking to each other.
ââŚMaster?â
âViola!â
Tundra and Vixen discovered Viola almost at the same time. And, they had different thoughts.
âI canât show her disappointment.â
âGood. Iâll show you how strong I am.â
Rather, Tundra regained its reason. His head became cold, and he let go of some of his strength.
âIâm not as good as him at this. Thatâs why I have to aim for his gap.â
Now, it was Vixen who was off guard.
âThereâs only one chance. That little crack⌠that little crackâŚâ
Thatâs where heâs going to attack. Tundra realized that heâd only get one shot. His reasoning subsided coldly. In contrast, now that Tundra is getting calm and collected, Vixen became a little excited.
âBecause Iâm her older brother!â
Since he is older than her, Vixen wanted to show his strong side in front of Viola.
âLetâs get it over in one go, then.â
In his mind, Tundra is just an underdog, and he could finish him at any time.
Pride and carelessness.
Mixed with the desire to look good to Viola, at that moment, his body is full of energy. Tundra bit his lip.
âHeâs coming.â
As Vixenâs movement is bigger than before. He could see through his movements and the openings. Tundra took a left and narrowed the distance between themselves. And, at that moment, he seized the opportunity.
The boy swung the wooden sword quickly.
Snap!
Something got caught in the wooden sword.
âStop.â
Stepping in between Tundra and Vixen, Hickson grabbed Tundraâs wooden sword with one hand and held Vixenâs dagger with the other.
âItâs a draw.â
Obviously, Vixen is unable to accept such a result. He yelled immediately, âNo way!â
Tundra then chimed in.
âWhat?! This doesnât make sense!â
âI could have stabbed him in the heart!â
âAnd, youâd be decapitated instead. Did you forget? This is a longsword.â
If it were a real sword match, Tundra would have been penetrated in the heart, while Vixen would have been decapitated.
âI knew that! I was going to avoid it!â
âYes, of course, you knew,â Hickson said, hitting Vixen, who was still yelling in the head.
Bam!
There was a sound.
Even though Hickson thought that he was just hitting him lightly, the sound everyone heard sounded like a car accident.
Vixen was upset.
âWhy are you hitting me?â
âBecause youâre being unreasonable.â
âUghâŚ!â
The boyâs eyes were filled with life, angry.
âWhat?â
Again, he hit Vixen on the head.
Within the Verratoux Family, the only person who is able to hold the head of Verratoux Family pure blood is Hickson.
âIâll kill you.â
âAs much as you can.â
âWait, Iâm seriously going to kill you.â
Hickson scoffed loudly.
âWouldnât that be interesting?.â
Looking at the scene, Viola sighed unconsciously. That joke that came out, needless to say, was all true. Still, both were enjoying the situation, so she decided to step in.
âVixen.â
âViola, itâs not like I lost. Let me tell you what happenedâŚâ
âHere.â
Viola then pulled a piece of paper out of her arms.
âHuh? A contract?â
Peering at it, he realized it was a contract to grant wishes, which he had signed with blood earlier on.
âNo matter how strong you are, you canât kill him.â
âWhy?â
âBecause thatâs my wish.â
âHuh?â
As Vixen glanced at the contract, his expression changed. However, his action still seemed unconvincing, so Viola opened her mouth again.
âAre you not going to follow through on the contract, brother?â
âHa. Iâll do itâŚâ
Vixen couldnât hide his expression. Even if it seemed unfair, he couldnât help it.
Vixen is a real do-it-it-all, and heâs still young, so heâll go through stormy growth. Therefore, if he really happens to kill Tundra, a problem would arise. The male lead, who will be the centerpiece of this novel, will also disappear.
âI canât let him do that. The male lead needs to grow up great.â
So, she would ride the first princess line with the male character. That way, Viola will be able to stabilize this duke and transform this duchy full of life. She couldnât let this perfect plan be ruined.
She said, âKeep your words.â
âWell, thatâsâŚ!â
âSince you are my brother, you will do that, right?â
âO-of course.â
âThen, youâll keep your promise, right?â
âUh, yeahâŚâ
Although it felt like he was being cheated, Vixen couldnât deny that Viola was not wrong.
As an older brother, shouldnât he keep his promise? If he doesnât keep his promise that is on the contract, his prestige as a Verratoux wonât stand.
Meanwhile, Tundra bowed his head quietly.
âIâm sorry to show you my shameful face. I wanted to winâŚâ
Hearing his words, Viola turned and stared at every inch of his face. There are some small scratches, but there was no major wound visible.
âNo, you did a good job. Iâm fine as long as youâre not hurt.â
ââŚ.â
Tundra bowed his head once again.
âGood jobâŚâ
In fact, he is a little pleased with this remark.
âAs long as youâre not hurt.â
Those words were very pleasing. He doesnât know the reason. He doesnât know why it felt so good to hear that she doesnât want him hurt.
ââŚI have to do well.â
With that in mind, he was determined to do better so that he will be able to defeat Vixen one day.
Tundra saw a possibility today. Even though it may take some time, he wanted to be praised more, so he must be stronger than VixenâŚ
Tundra and Vixenâs eyes met in the air.
âTo do that⌠I might have to kill you, Vixen.â
Vixen also did not shy away from Tundraâs eyes.
He scoffed and said, âIâm going to kill you. Mixed species.â
To be honest, Vixen was angry seeing Viola praising her dog for doing well. He doesnât understand why, but he didnât like it.
âWhy did she only praise the dog?â
He wants to get a compliment from her, tooâŚ
Frustrated, the thought kept on going. Viola didnât even ask him if he was hurt or not as well. He fought with a dagger as well!
The sound of his heart resonated, but Vixen didnât hear it.
âItâs annoying.â
He just thought he was annoyed at her for no reason.
Tundra went closer to Viola.
âBy the way, MasterâŚâ
He knelt down on one knee. It looked like a young knight taking his oath as his eyes were filled with an unidentified, powerful longing.
Tundra was like a dog who strongly craved snacks.
Â
Â
Â
A few days ago, Tundra witnessed a shocking scene.
A big dog with gold fur.
It was a scene in which a lady, who was presumed to be the owner, looked at the barking dog and grabbed the hem of her clothes. However, whatâs even more surprising is that the lady gazed at the dog as if it seems rather cute.
The dog even licked the ladyâs face. It was a devastating scene for Tundra.
âI donât understand whyâŚâ
Common sense had never made sense for him. Thus, Tundra secretly bought a book called <b>ă Ultimate Guide for Dogs Language ă</b> considered to be the exclusive possession of the ladies.
And, the content is full of shocking information.
âDogs beg the master to playâŚ?â
The scene of the dog biting and shaking her clothes was the scene of it begging the owner to play.
ââŚNow, heâs begging for a snack?â
It is also said that the behavior of the dog depends on its characteristics and education. Some dogs lie down and peep at their owners with adorable eyes, others bark at their owners for snacks, and the rest simply just lie down and protest.
Sometimes they can be upset and happy, sometimes their emotions are unfiltered.
Then, Tundra realized a new fact.âThis is what a dog isâŚ.!â
They are creatures that begged to play, protested, whined, wagged their tail, acted cute, annoyed to get snacks, and interacted emotionally with their owner.
âAh. Itâs a lot more different than I thoughtâŚâ
That was when he got to know the new word.
And from that day on, his dream is to become a pet dog.
Â
Â
Â
âBy the way, MasterâŚâ He said, kneeling down on one knee.
âWhat is it?â
That desperateness is enough to make Viola sting. He had a serious look that almost looked like a reverence, and then he finally uttered something.
âIâll be a good dogâŚâ
He put his head forward, leveling his knees down in a calm manner. It was as if he was saying, âpat my head this instant.â
Seeing the scene, she was bewildered inside.
ââŚDog?â
For Viola, who lived in South Korea in the twenty-first century, the word âdogâ is very familiar. Still, she isnât used to that word being attached to humans.
âWhat the hell is he talking about now?â
It was as though he knew exactly what it meant when he said that heâs going to be a good dog. The situation is just bizarre.
âSo, youâre a dogâŚ?â
âYes, I said Iâd stay with you.â
That was true. Still, what does it have to do with a dog?
âThe place next to you is called a petâŚâ
âAhâŚâ
Being the one next to her is to be a pet. And, he is a dog⌠So, that means his dream is to be a pet dog?
âBeing your pet dog is my dream.â
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