‘The princess wields a sword… … ? No, who is it?’

Elina is Elina, and somehow things were going smoothly, but here was the problem. The odds of guessing were 1 in 5. I had no choice but to be careful.

“I’m sorry for coming so early in the morning. Um, Princess Elina4?” “Elina3.”

“Haha… … . Sorry.”

Lara smiled awkwardly. If she had just said Princess Elina, she would have been halfway there. While she was reproaching herself, Elina3 put down her sword and walked towards Lara.

Elina3, wearing riding pants that revealed her slender legs and a shirt with the collar buttoned down slightly, certainly looked chic enough to charm even women.

“What’s your business?”

“Well, … you know, haha. The reason I came is… … .”

<Tell her honestly that you want to be friends.>

“This may sound out of the blue, but I want to be friends.” “From this early in the morning?”

“There’s a saying, right? The early bird catches the worm.” “I guess I’m a worm.”

You could have just smiled and accepted it, but Elina 3 came out with an ironclad defense. Compared to other Elinas, Elina 3 seemed to have a firm and cold personality.

<As expected of a girl crush.>

“If you don’t have any business, why don’t you go back?” “… Haha.”

“Or, would you like to spar with me?” “Maybe a swordsmanship sparring match?”

I wanted to ask the question as elegantly as possible, but I couldn’t control my expression. Elina 3 raised one eyebrow as if she was asking such a stupid question. “I’ve never held a sword before, haha… … .”

“Don’t try to fool me.”

‘No, I’ve never held one.’

Elina3 raised her sword. Lara shrugged her shoulders at the sharp blade that was sharp enough to make her want to kill. As expected of a noble lady who grew up like a greenhouse flower, she was not immune to such a scary weapon.

“I know that the Viscount Schmord once produced many knights.” The tone was a little strange. Lara, who had been daunted, straightened her shoulders and slowly opened her lips like a woman of elegance.

“Once? Hoho, even now, they are steadily producing excellent knights.” “You can’t forgive me for lowering the honor of my family?”

“Hoho, I feel ashamed to say that.”

“That hoho sound is annoying. Then try to beat me.”

Lara’s eyebrows twitched at the chilling provocation. Hoho, is this it?

<If you’re going to fight the heroine, give up.>

Shin, who read Lara’s thoughts, quickly intervened in the situation.

<You don’t know how many reckless extras have blindly attacked the heroine and broken up. All the extras who fell for the heroine’s provocation are waiting for the cliché of being a total loser.>

‘You said earlier that if you can’t avoid it, enjoy it, right? This is a matter of family honor. Even though I’ve never held a sword before, I can’t just sit still!’ As expected, she was a reckless extra. Lara entered the rectangular training line drawn for swordsmanship training.

Elina3 chose a wooden sword suitable for beginners and threw it at Lara. The moment the wooden sword thrown into the air was about to land on Lara’s palm, the cowardly Lara took her hand away, worried that it would hurt her hand.

‘… Ah! I have to catch it… … .’

Lara instinctively extended her left foot quickly, thinking that she had to somehow save the sword that was about to fall to the ground.

The smooth toe of her shoe hit the bottom of the wooden sword’s handle exactly. The sword spun around again, then fell to Elina3 in an instant. Elina3 quickly raised her sword, but before that, Lara’s sword shot past Elina3’s side of the head. A few strands of silver hair fell to the ground like feathers dropped by an angel.

Silence fell.

It was an unbelievable sight. It couldn’t have been anything other than an incredible coincidence, like a badminton shuttlecock landing in Jeonjin’s hand.

<The heroine who had reached a deep level of swordsmanship was broken by an immature extra who didn’t even know what swordsmanship was… … .> “… Amazing.”

Elina3, who had come right up to her, lowered her head with a solemn expression. She hung her sword on her waist and showed her calloused right hand. The traces of her efforts up until now were all there. Lara felt embarrassed about her own soft, white hand.

“I was foolish.” “… Huh?”

“Thinking of asking the Sword Master to spar. I know even without fighting, this is my complete defeat.”

“Sword… What?”

“I think I was arrogant. A great swordsmanship genius like you is hiding as a worthless young lady, and I provoked you because I trusted in my own skills.”

‘… Are you secretly dissing me, now?’ “I want to be friends with you.”

Elina reached out first. Since she had no particular reason to refuse, Lara decided to become friends with her.

Lara talked to Elina3 until daybreak. Most of the time, she protested that she was definitely not a Sword Master. However, Elina3 did not even think about listening and held on to her beliefs without wavering at all. She was truly a woman of stone. She wanted to throw her away.

“I understand. If you have to hide the fact that you are a Sword Master, I will never tell anyone else.”

“No, that’s not it! Hoho! Princess!!”

She recalled her mother and Lady Margaret’s teachings to never lose her elegance in any situation, and she recalled the word ‘patience’. In order to clear up the misunderstanding, Lara spoke again in a friendly tone.

“Can’t you tell just by looking at my hands? There aren’t any calluses?”

“I’m impressed. How long must I have held a sword for my flesh to become so soft… … .”

“No, I didn’t hold it!! Hohohohohohohoho!!”

They say that when you are sad, you laugh, but Lara put the back of her hand diagonally next to her lips and burst out laughing like a crazy woman. It was elegant madness.

At that loud laughter, the sentry patrolling around the training grounds glanced at Lara through the entrance with eyes that said, ‘This is definitely a crazy woman.’

“Okay. You’ll get it, Sword Master… … .”

Lara, who was sure that her clothes would burst if she continued talking, muttered with an exhausted face. Elina3 just nodded her head once.

“But it’s a shame to let Youngae’s skills rot away.” “… Think as you wish.”

“So I thought about it, how about applying to the Imperial Knights?” “… Do as you wish. Huh? What did you just say… … ?”

Lara hoped that she had misheard. However, when she looked at Elina3’s eyes that were seriously facing her, she seemed serious.

“If you want, I can make you a disguised identity. I’ll watch over you so that you can easily enter without having to prove your skills. What do you think?”

‘Ugh… … . Blood pressure.’

I’ve never heard of a knight in the Empire, and it’s not legally possible. The Imperial Knights only accept men. However, contrary to Lara’s common sense, the world was going crazy beyond imagination.

<Elina 3 is already training as a man disguised as a princess, hiding her identity. Since she’s a princess, it’s easy to fake her identity.> ‘You’re going to the Knights while disguised as a man… … ? How crazy! This is crazy!!’

<Chosen one, just follow the heroine’s lead.>

‘I can’t! I really can’t!! No, please forgive me. God, please have mercy… … .’

<Is there a male protagonist in the Imperial Knights?> ‘No, there are human trash there too!!’

* * *

Lawrence Schmold, a member of the Imperial Knights.

Just a few days ago, I was proud of that fact, but now I was disgusted. Crawling into a den of human garbage was something I couldn’t do in my right mind.

Up until now, I had kept a 5m radius around the mansion every day, but if it was the Knights, they would train together, and they might even make physical contact while arming each other or sparring. ‘Gyaaaaaaaah! Kill me!’

Lara cursed at her imagined brain. She thought she would have nightmares if she fell asleep like this, so she started meditating on her bed. She was clearing her mind and taking deep breaths and exhaling repeatedly, when there was a knock on the door.

“Excuse me, Miss. Are you asleep?” “Yes, I am.”

“You’re awake.”

Monica opened the door and came in, looking at Lara with pitiful eyes. “A gift box has arrived from the Liniot family.”

“Burn it, quickly! And I didn’t receive it, I’ve never seen anything like it… … .”

<Chosen One, the Imperial Knights uniform has arrived.>

Lara was shocked by the expectant voice of the god. Instead, she signaled to Monica to leave immediately with the gift box while vigorously twitching her facial muscles.

“Miss.”

Monica smiled brightly instead of feeling sorry. In the end, Lara accepted the box with tears in her eyes and asked Monica to leave for a moment before starting to try it on in front of the mirror.

“… Ho, ho, it fits so well… … . Ho, ho, ho. I’m happy… … .” If a robot were to be set up to replace the emotional laborer, it would feel like this.

<Now, Chosen One. The heroine gave you a gift, so shouldn’t you try it on?>

Lara couldn’t help but take out the wig net as if the answer was already set in her soft urging tone. It was a short brown curly wig.

“It looks a bit like a man… …?”

A small boy was wearing a knight’s uniform in the mirror. As Lara was rubbing her chin while touching her waistband, which was free of anything, the door right behind the mirror opened with a bang.

Lara was startled and checked the intruder’s face reflected in the mirror. It was her brother. Who would have thought that she would be caught like this? She wanted to die. She wanted to kill her brother who came in without knocking in the middle of the night and then die with him.

I thought her brother would fall down, grab the doorknob, and collapse, but he reacted more calmly than I thought. However, it was just my illusion. The delicate eyebrows that had been stiffly straight suddenly rose at the tips. The fiercely furrowed brows were clearly visible between her coral hair.