C35 Part2

Translated by XyeHeart Edited by XyeHeart

Even in a black dress, she would have stood out, but today she wore a large rose in her hair, so how could she not attract everyone’s attention? Bran was taken aback and dashed over.

“Your Grace! Why are you here…again… Why…… “

“Oh! Commander, I’d like to observe the knights’ training in exchange for the candies. Do not be alarmed, I will not be present for training today.” Meriel stated as she placed a hand on Bran’s shoulder.

Bran was startled; he was usually terrified, and Bran, who had evaded her hand, stood still. The top-style dress with pierced neck and shoulders showcased her coveted breasts.

He could see a deep through if she leaned her body slightly.

As Meriel smiled broadly, he beckoned to the knights who were staring at her. Their quick turn of the head in surprise confirmed Meriel’s prediction.

“Isn’t it too romantic to consider it now that the gift is candy? Ah! I’m going to sit and observe.”

She referred to the podium that Bran had frequently climbed in order to instruct the knights.

Bran came to a halt in front of Meriel in surprise.

“On that level…You are not permitted to sit on it….I’ll prepare a chair for you.”

“No, Sir. Never mind. I brought a handkerchief.”

Meriel passed by on Bran, assuring him that everything was fine. She ascended the podium and took a seat on her handkerchief.

Her slender legs were prominently displayed through an open dress that reached all the way to her side.

Meriel sat with her legs crossed and ate her candy. She took it easy as she waved her hand at the knights who made eye contact or smiled.

“Today!”

Bran yelled at the knights whose gazes were diverted away from Meriel.

“We will train to combat an adversary in the dark!”

He was already undergoing additional training, but the knights made no attempt to contradict Bran’s statements.

“Close your eyes, everyone!”

As if they were waiting, the knights closed their eyes.

It was remarkable to see them wielding a wooden sword rather than a real sword and closing their eyes as if they had recently become apprentices.

Meriel laughed and chuckled. She stated that she came by as a token of appreciation for the gift and that she will no longer give them anything.

Embarrassment, perplexity, and a trace of regret. They were exuding those emotions.

There was also an unexplained fear, which they dismissed as something they had never encountered in close proximity to a woman.

Meriel sat on the podium and observed the knights until five of her candies were consumed. Surprisingly, their eyes remained closed for that long. As if they’d lose their sight if they opened their eyes and looked at her.

‘This… It’s quite strange.’

However, it was tedious to see knights armed only with their wooden swords. At this point, Meriel considered proceeding to the next target, Klaus.

“Meriel!”

Klaus entered the arena, sprinting out with an angry voice.

She turned her head and looked at Klaus after closing her eyes and seeing the knights in training.

‘Oh My!’

His angry expression was a little different than Meriel had anticipated. He bolted when he noticed Meriel seated on the podium.

He approached her podium and raised his eyes to her.

“How did you get here?” Klaus stated, his teeth clenched.

“I was simply observing the training. In exchange for the previous gift.”

“How come you’re watching them in exchange for their gift to you?”

“I thought that it might be beneficial to become acquainted with women if I see them frequently.”

The knights were unaware of the two chattering conversations.

The Knights Templar’s rule was to continue training regardless of whether the Grand Duke arrived. Bran was the only one who could hear their conversation. Bran shifted away from the two of them gently.

“How come you’re doing that?”

“Because I am the palace’s hostess.”

“And why are you dressed in such a manner?”

“Isn’t it lovely?”

“It’s lovely! ….No, that is irrelevant at the moment!”

As if Klaus had made a mistake in his speech, he maintained his angry expression. Meriel folded her arms, attempting to stifle a laugh that was about to erupt. Klaus averted his gaze from the action that highlighted her breasts even more.

He appeared to be enraged, but he wasn’t.

He was angry, but not at Meriel. He was enraged that others had seen Meriel in this outfit.

Meriel was well aware that the outpouring of rage was not directed at her. She smiled and extended her hand to Klaus.

“I figured I’d leave now. Could you please give me a hug?”

“What?!”

Observing him with a perplexed look on his face.

“If you jump in this manner, you risk falling,” Meriel stated as she leaned back.

“If you simply stand up……” Klaus’s words were swallowed.

It was a gown that flaunted her legs. It was obvious what he would see beneath the podium the moment she raised her legs to stand.

Klaus’s lips are clenched tightly.

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