Smack!

A crisp sound, accompanied by a wake-up effect, as a slap landed on Ledux's face.

The one who delivered the slap was a spirited woman.

In her heart, she believed:

Ledux felt embarrassed and refused her help because he couldn't let go of his pride.

In order to make Ledux let go of his unnecessary dignity, the woman put in some effort and woke him up with practical action (to be exact, she knocked sense into him).

With Ledux's cheek on one side already swelling, the woman lowered her hands and held onto his shoulders.

"What's wrong with you? It's already this late, yet you're still so stubborn?"

Then, Ledux tasted the feeling of being forcefully shaken, causing dizziness to overcome his body.

For this member of the demon clan who had previously suffered a heavy blow, such violent agitation at this moment would only worsen his condition.

If it wasn't for the woman knocking Ledux out from under the pitch-black longsword, Sister Glasses would have thought:

This spirited woman is Ledux's enemy, and she is currently using a unique way to kill her enemy.

To the onlookers among the citizens nearby:

They had only heard of scenes like slapping in the ear and had rarely seen them with their own eyes.

Wang Xiaole was no exception.

Among his female classmates, although there were "heroic women" with bold behavior, none of them could compare to the violence displayed by this spirited woman.

Wang Xiaole retracted his stunned thoughts and gave her a thumbs up, appreciating her decisive actions, before lifting his sword again in an instant.

"Miss, please step aside! I want to chop down the person next to you and find a quiet place to have lunch."

It's polite to greet first before attacking. In most cases, Wang Xiaole still valued gentlemanly manners.

However, as Wang Xiaole had expected:

After hearing his well-intentioned reminder, the woman responded by using a horizontal block.

Naturally, solely acting as a "human shield" had no effect.

It was meant to emphasize her firm determination.

In the next second, in front of everyone's eyes, the woman took out a beautifully crafted magic item— a bag— from her side.

Just last night, Wang Xiaole had seen something like this because of the game's influence.

The bag was like a "space ring" or something similar. Although not very large in size, it could store dozens or hundreds of different items.

Later on, no matter what the woman took out from it, Wang Xiaole wouldn't be surprised.

Under the ordinary gaze of the person involved, the woman tightened her right hand and extended a metal stick-shaped object from the bag.

The object was long enough for the woman to extend her palm from the root to the handle while grabbing it.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the woman quickly flipped her wrist, making the object stand upright.

At the moment her fingers clenched together, she used one hand to control the object, swinging it for a few seconds before it fell to the ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

A shocking large axe stood horizontally in front of the woman's legs.

She stepped on the edge of the axe blade, assuming a warrior stance.

"The black-haired girl across from me, you won the battle, proving that you are stronger than the handsome guy (Ledux) in terms of strength. Isn't that enough?"

"Sister, what do you want to say?"

"Enough! It's not necessary to go all out every time in a fight. Can't we just let the handsome guy lower his head, admit defeat, and call it a day?"

"What a joke!"

Ledux roared on the spot.

However, due to his terrible physical condition, his roar sounded no different from an ordinary voice.

Misunderstanding of the heroic woman:

The handsome guy was still sulking, so she decided to "take action to the end" and help him to strike the next pose.

Immediately, Ledux's head, in a forced state of being unable to move his body, was pressed down to the ground by the woman.

It might not be a big deal in the western continent;

But if there were one or two spectators from the eastern continent among the crowd, they would definitely notice:

The posture that Ledux was forced to assume now was a completely humble and submissive posture.

Although with Ledux's strong struggle, this posture did not last long, only about four or five seconds;

But from the perspective of the heroic woman, no doubt she believed:

"Is that enough for you? I don't understand why you, this black-haired girl, despise handsome guys so much;

But since he has already lowered his head for you, you should let him go!"

The woman said with a generous smile, and when she smiled, two rows of shiny teeth were revealed.

"Heh, no! "

Out of the obligation to protect his disciple, Wang Xiaole decided to get rid of the problem completely.

Whether as a boy or now as a girl, Wang Xiaole knew what was important;

He would not restrain the killing intent he had maintained until now just because of an outsider he had only seen a couple of times, nor did he have any intention to negotiate with the other party.

"Sister, please step aside! My target is only the 'handsome guy' behind you, and this matter has nothing to do with you."

Upon hearing this, the bright smile at the corner of the woman's mouth instantly melted away like spring snow.

"Oh, is that so? Not listening to advice... Things just got simple!"

With a tip of her foot, the woman lightly lifted the large axe she had chopped into the ground;

Then she controlled it with her hands, causing the axe blade to stand firmly in front of Wang Xiaole, creating a sound of breaking wind.

"If you won't listen, then let's fight it out. In any case, I will definitely protect the handsome guy."

"Hold on!"

In the tense moment when both sides were ready to attack, Sister Glasses stepped forward, pushing her glasses as she walked between the two figures.

"Miss Kasha, please show some restraint. This is the arena personally designated by the royal family!

Fighting here is equivalent to disrespecting imperial authority, and I will never turn a blind eye."

"Hmm, do you know her?"

Wang Xiaole tilted his head and looked at Sister Glasses, only to hear her reply without turning back:

"Yes, this is Grand Duchess Kasha of the Meisi (Great) Duchy. I just remembered that I had visited her with His Majesty until just now."

The duchy was originally ruled by a duke or a duchess;

But during a certain period in the past, the monarchs of the Inran and Dibiles empires took action because they needed to win over the dukes under their command;

In order to prevent them from defecting to the opposing camp, the emperor held coronation ceremonies for the rulers of each duchy and allowed them to wear crowns.

As a result, the titles of the rulers of the duchy were upgraded from "duke" to "king" or "grand duke".

Speaking of the Duchy of Mersai, it is a medium-sized country located in the west of the continent.

The overall national strength of the duchy is below Dibiles;

Compared to many small countries around it, it is undoubtedly a prominent existence.

It can be said that among the neighboring small countries that regard Dibiles as the "big sister", the Duchy of Mersai holds the position of the "big brother";

It is like a role that is just below the teacher, almost like the class monitor in a classroom.

Regarding the national situation itself:

The duchy is highly martial, and each generation of grand dukes (kings) is a rare capable figure.

Although Mersai is known as a troublemaker among the younger generation, it has always maintained close ties with Dibiles, until the generation of Kasha.

This grand duke has shown a desire for the independence of the duchy, and there are some records of frequent exchanges with the Empire in the past, including Inran.

Due to the lack of cooperation from the ruler of the country, the relationship between the two countries has gradually deteriorated in recent years.

It is for this reason that Sister Glasses did not anticipate:

When the Empire held internal activities such as a martial arts competition for marriage, the grand duke of another country would quietly sneak into the territory;

If Kasha did not appear at the venue on her own initiative, she would probably not have been discovered until she left the country.

"Why did the grand duke appear here? I don't remember inviting you to our country."

Just like a stranger entering someone's home without permission, it is not possible to make one feel comfortable.

Currently, Sister Glasses' words are calm and without ripples, but there is a sense of dignity emitting from her, obviously on the verge of anger.

"Do I not have the right to come without an invitation? Besides, someone who spies doesn't need to be invited by anyone."

"......"

Kasha's personality is direct and straightforward. When she doesn't want to hide, she immediately reveals her intentions, without any reservation.

"Spying? Which secret of our country did you find out?"

"I didn't find out anything! Your secrecy measures are well done, and at least I can't achieve anything. "

Kasha held up her axe with one hand and casually swung the other, looking quite in line with her straightforward personality.

"Just admitting to what you have done is enough, then—I assume you intend to start a war!"

Sister Glasses raised one hand, placed the lens that had been blurred by snowflakes in her palm, and gently wiped it with a cloth.

When she put the glasses back on her nose, the vision on both sides became clear, and teams of guards had already surrounded the venue.

Based on that reality:

Sister Glasses is Isabella's confidante, and when necessary, she can also exercise imperial power on behalf of the queen.

Being someone with extraordinary power, she immediately ordered thousands of guards to surround the venue, which was just a minor matter.

"Hey, you're surrounding me? Is this four-eyed woman planning to start a war?"

"It was you, the grand duke, who provoked first! I just did something trivial that Her Majesty would have done if she were here."

Upon hearing this, Kasha turned her gaze and surveyed the wave of soldiers surrounding the venue.

Three seconds later, Kasha fearlessly burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, that's right. The four-eyed woman and these soldiers can indeed overwhelm me, but is it really worth it to become my enemy?"

"Even if we've done it, is it necessary to consider whether it's appropriate?" Sister Glasses asked and answered at the same time.

"No, no, no, Four Eyes, think carefully. Isn't your country about to go to war with Inran? If I die in Dibiles, the army left in the country will join your enemies," said Kasha, the only statement that truly made Sister Glasses hesitate.

The Maserian Kingdom, with tens of thousands of troops, would not be in a terrible situation even if it didn't help Dibiles. But if the kingdom were to align with the Inran Empire, the situation would become critical in an instant.

But what could be done about it? Just as Sister Glasses understood:

"Our countries are already at odds. Even if we send you back now, can you really not support Inran?"

"Normally, that wouldn't be possible, but today is different." Kasha raised her hand and pointed to Ledux, who had been protected by her all along, putting forth a negotiation condition:

"I've fallen for this handsome guy. If you let the two of us leave here, I promise that after I return to my country, I won't assist either side in the war between your two countries."

Sister Glasses would definitely not believe anyone else's guarantee, but Kasha was known for always following through on what she promised face to face.

If Sister Glasses could persuade the Maserian Kingdom to remain neutral on the eve of the great war, it would certainly have a positive effect on the situation in her own country.

Just as Sister Glasses was being swayed by these thoughts, the figure that had been hidden behind her suddenly stepped forward.

"Miss Wang? What are you doing? Don't be impulsive..." It was a huge misunderstanding.

How could Wang Xiaole possibly be impulsive?

After careful consideration, the boy who had turned into a girl decided to take up the sword and slay Ledux.

Others might have concerns and be scared off, but he had no fear.

"A few tens of thousands of troops are impressive? To me, it's nothing more than swinging my sword a few times!"