The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today - The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today chapter 89

89 – Memories of a First Kiss (3)

The gymnasium at the duke’s residence in Valencia, where the knights of the duchy would normally have been training peacefully.

Even now, the knights were gathering and doing something.

Dak-

“······Next.”

Even though the act wasn’t training, it was just a one-sided beating.

The voice of the young lady whom they had always served hard was colder than anything else in the world.

“······Does anyone know why the young lady is suddenly like this?”

“How do we know that? Stop whispering and get out. It’s your turn.”

“My turn already? Couldn’t be.”

“Is the number tag you’re holding a decoration?”

“····.”

The duke’s articles were unfair.

What did they do that suddenly the young lady behaves like this?

Today’s routine was just going to the training ground as usual and training as usual.

I couldn’t say anything because the other person was their young lady, but if it was a normal person, it was clear that he would have already been beaten and lay there.

“No! I don’t want to be beaten by a lady.”

Suddenly, now there are people who are trying to escape from Rebecca’s hands.

For those who don’t know, it’s an ironic situation where a knight wearing all his armor is frightened by a girl who has just had a coming-of-age ceremony.

However, if someone who knew the situation saw it, this situation was understandable enough.

“······Next.”

“That’s him. Lady!”

“That selfless bastard dared to run away!”

Because the identity of the girl who frightened the knights is none other than ‘Rebecca Valencia’.

Because she is the ‘Rebecca Valencia’ who has been rumored to be a genius since she was young and has the title of a magic swordsman that almost doesn’t exist anymore.

It was only natural to feel fear like a rabbit in front of a lion.

At the tearful friendship(?) Of the other comrades, the knight who was about to leave the gymnasium let out a shout of emotion.

“Are you still friends!”

“Who’s a friend? We’ve never had a coward as a friend.”

“That’s something you can say since you’ve already been beaten!”

“······Come quickly.”

“No! This is violence in the name of sparring!”

“······Then I’ll go.”

“Aagh!”

The Valencian Knights are said to be as strong as the Imperial Knights, but that was confirmed from the point of view of ordinary people who cannot use magic.

How could a knight who couldn’t even use magic deal with the strongest girl in the empire who was chasing after him with haste magic that speeds up both legs?

“······Caught.”

“Save me!”

It wasn’t long before the armor was grabbed and dragged along, which was a set procedure.

“····.”

And, in this chaotic situation, there was one knight who remained silent.

It was Hans who was one of the main culprits who brought Rebecca’s condition to this point.

‘I’m sorry, friends.’

Although I couldn’t speak honestly for fear of being beaten by the other knights.

At that time, Hans felt more guilty than Estelle, his saintess.

***

Push-

With a slight friction sound, the knight in front of me fell to the cold floor of the gymnasium.

“····.”

My whole body was already covered with sweat.

As if a raging typhoon had passed. It seemed like it had been in the endless rain for a long time.

······No, saying that a raging typhoon had passed was somewhat correct.

If the typhoon hadn’t passed, she wouldn’t have taken her anger out on her knights under the guise of Dalian.

That was funny.

As the only heir to the Duke of Valencia’s residence, she took her anger out on the family’s knights just because of something like this.

It was really funny, and it was absurd enough that even a passing dog would laugh at it.

But even taking that into account, she was feeling the worst she’d ever felt.

It was only by taking out his anger that he improved to this level, and it was clear that his condition would have been much worse if he hadn’t been able to vent his anger while beating the knights.

“······Whoa.”

I lightly wiped the sweat that was pouring down my forehead with the back of my hand.

Things like this would change neatly with just one clean magic, but for now, I wanted to leave the sweat flowing endlessly.

Of course, this was also not something that a young lady who had just had her coming-of-age ceremony would do.

“······It’s cold.”

Rebecca herself knew that fact better than anyone else.

She said that her fiancé’s first kiss made her know she wasn’t herself.

However, there was no choice.

What can I do? The person who should be scolded the most, as soon as she saw her condition, she quickly ran away.

Like a squirrel that caught her hidden acorn, it disappeared from her sight faster than anyone else.

I had to be content with beating one of my accomplices, a knight named Hans, much longer than the other knights.

It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel sorry for the knights.

In fact, it’s as if they were training as usual and suddenly encountered a natural disaster.

That’s also a natural disaster called the lady they serve.

It is fortunate that her sparring with her would have been of some help to her knights.

Originally, all abilities grow greatly when you compete with someone superior to you.

This was the only excuse she could make for her fallen knights.

“······Where did it go?”

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Now it’s time to move on to find the most heinous culprit.

On the subject of her getting kicked out of her room for teasing her. The one who drowned her in the mud by making her hear shocking facts.

Albert Xernias. It was her fiancé.

“······Two things.”

There were two destinations that her fiancé was expected to go to.

The first is the home of the fiancee, Count Xernias.

The second is the office of the always easygoing prince.

She was honestly seeing her latter would be a bit more likely.

Her fiancé used to go to the prince’s office whenever something like this happened with her.

I didn’t know why.

Does she even think that she won’t go to the prince’s office?

She might even believe that if she hated the prince, she wouldn’t come to the office where the prince would be.

Of course, this faith without countermeasures was half right and half wrong.

It’s true that she hates the Crown Prince and doesn’t really want to go to her office, but because she was a go-to person when she had to go.

Even if it’s because of her fiancé, for no other reason.

Believing that she would not go was the same as believing that her saintess would not follow God.

Her obsession with her fiancé was that strong.

Actually, this was one of the funniest things ever.

To think that the woman of the Grand Duchess and no one else is obsessed with her fiancé.

Although she has already admitted that she loves her most in the world, both on the outside and on the inside. Still, she’s a person who doesn’t have anything better than her.

It was very strange that she was so obsessed with her fiancé that she decided to visit the prince she hated.

“······How to change history again.”

And then, what comes to mind is a book that her fiancé recommended to her in the past.

The title was a romance novel with no probability of identity in a subject built as if it were related to history.

She tried to argue with her fiancé, asking why she brought this book, but after reading it, she became more immersed in it than expected, so she bought the book without her fiancé’s knowledge.

The content of the book itself was nothing special.

A story of an aristocratic young lady hiding her feelings for her fiancé who was obsessed with and regretting the loss of her fiancé while saying hurtful things to her fiancé.

It was a novel with a common plot that could be found anywhere. It was a novel that a writer who writes a book would have written at least once.

By the way, she had fallen in love with such a simple novel.

Even though there is almost no probability of her, it is clear that it is a fictional story that has nothing to do with her.

As if she had been possessed, she had been reading a book without noticing the passage of time.

Why is that book suddenly coming to mind?

Are the thoughts in her head sending her orders to think and act properly?

Could it be that if she misbehaved, she could live with regret for the rest of her life like the aristocratic lady in the novel?

It was her head, but I couldn’t understand why she recalled these memories.

“······I’m really going to wait a little while.”

So, instead of going straight to the crown prince, she decided to wait for her fiancé.

I can’t say that the memory of the book that passed by suddenly had no effect, but for the time being, I believed in her fiancé.

It’s true that her fiancé has made her feel bad, but it’s also true that he’s made her happy.

“······If you don’t come quickly, we’ll use that medicine then.”

Of course, there was also the power of the potion that was still in her room in that belief.

The day she borrowed ‘How to Change History Again’, it was a transparent sleeping potion that she bought together.