Princess Mia, Innocent Seductress of the White Sandy Beach!
Abel steps in and stomped his foot, throwing up a ring of sand.
âHaa!â
His sword split the air with a piercing whoosh and slammed into Sionâs upheld blade with a deafening clang. Keithwood sighed as he observed from the sidelines.
Prince Abel has gotten stronger againâŠ
Previously, Sion was overwhelmingly superior, but now Abelâs skill is slowly closing that gap. His signature downward slash seems to have improved, so with his overall skill aspects as well. ButâŠ
âWell, I doubt that either of them was satisfied about their current skills.â
During the incident in the Kingdom of Remno, they saw for the first time the strongest knight of the empire, Dion Alaia. That man who slashed the adamantine spear while laughing.
After seeing that terrifying swordsmanship, Sion began to focus more on training. Apparently, itâs the same with Abel, and recently both of them are working on their swordsmanship. Striving to outdo the other and themselves.
âWell, itâs nice that they are motivated. But donât they have anything better to do at this hot place on such a hot day? HmmâŠ?â At that time, Keithwoodâs eyes caught the figure of a girl. A girl was running toward them, her bare feet leaving dainty little prints in the pristine white sand.
This is such a beautiful sight!
Keithwood was transfixed before snapping out of it and calling out.
âOh. Princess Miaâ
âHello. Keithwood, how are you?â With that said she lifted the hem of the skirt a little in curtsy. Mia wore a shining smile that perfects the view of the glistening water in the beach.
Her Highness Princess Mia⊠Is she doing this on purpose?
In that moment, Mia was strikingly cute. Part of the reason was the backdrop of the white beach. Her delicate and bare feet blended beautifully with the white sandy beach. There was an innocence to her, like a young girl running along the shore or splashing around in the gentle tide. It awakened Keithwoodâs parental instincts and added to Miaâs charm.
Usually, princesses donât like to expose their skin. It was effective during the dance party. But taking off her shoes and walking barefoot is another story entirely. Others might deem it unseemly.
âHmm? Is something wrong?â
Keithwood smiled bitterly at Mia, who leaned her head and stared at her with wide questioning eyes.
Scorching suns! Itâs good that I am not into younger girls. But with this, even that wise Royal Highness Sion will be crushed.
Keithwood opened his mouth, replyingâŠ
âBy the way, what happened? Why are you in a place like thisâ
âWell, I have something to talk with SionâŠâ
âWith His Highness?â
âYes, but it seems that he didnât even notice me after coming all the way here. I suppose I can forgive him a little.â
Mia turned to Sion and Abel, who are still training.
âOh, thatâs right. Why donât I just call out and surprise them?â Mia smiled a little mischievously.
Sacred sun! If sheâs doing this on purpose, then sheâs a devious little seductress. If not⊠then, well, sheâs still a little seductress, and a natural one at that. The future of this devil is terrifying!
In this way, Miaâs reputation in Keith Wood was upgraded from âSeductressâ to âNatural-Born Seductress.â Little did Keithwood know that Miaâs choice of going to the beach barefoot was not out of design or instinct, but because of something far less pleasant.
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Mia gently walks on the sandy beach. The two princes are obsessed with training and didnât notice Mia. As she approached closer, Mia said in a slightly louder voice.
âYou two sure like hitting each other with swords, huh?â
âEh? Oh, Mia? Why? When did youâŠ?â The first thing one to notice was Abel. He looked at Mia and he smiled, but he immediately blushed and turned his gaze away.
Oh? Whatâs wrong with him? In accordance with Anneâs teachings, she handed him a towel. Anne told her to âGive a good-smelling sweat cloth to the lord after exercising!â Mia is faithful to Anneâs teachings.
âOh, oh, Iâm sorry. I mean⊠Thank you.â
Abel is restless and nervous but wipes his face with the cloth he received from Mia. With that sideways, Sion tried to head towards Keithwood. There was loneliness in his stride.
Mia smiled at Sion and offered him a towel as well.
âSion, you will catch a cold if you donât wipe your sweat.â It is a rare occurrence that Mia is kind to Sion. But this was all done out of necessity. After all, Mia came to ask Sion. If necessary, Mia would willingly smile for him or even bow her head for him.
âOh. Thank you.â Sion looked a little surprised and then received a sweat towel.
âBy the way, whatâs wrong Mia? Iâm sure you wouldnât come here just to watch our swordsmanship training?â
âFufu, well, I wouldnât mind watching you two a little longer. But in fact, Iâm here because there is something I have a favor to ask of Sion.â
âA favor? What is it?â
âSion, will you run for the student presidential election?â
âHuh!?â Sion exclaimed in a in a cracking falsetto which was unusual for him.
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