How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 282

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As befitting a fallen nobleman, Cariosa was wearing a cloak of crocodile skin and the finest iron armor, and had two magic swords on his waist.

Two long-fingered hands slid down onto Valencian's broad shoulders, holding them gently but firmly.

Never let go.

“Cariosa?”

A look of surprise appeared on Valencian's face in the mirror, and his bright red lips parted.

It was quite a sight to see the face of the always confident and mischievous Grand Duke fall into confusion.

“Ah. I can’t stand it.”

Cariosa lifted her crow's feet and buried her face in the nape of Valencian's neck.

Her long, cool-blue hair hung softly and moistly, and the skin on her face and the back of her hands sparkled as if ground pearls had been sprinkled on her.

Then her jaw opened wide, and her shark-like teeth gently bit the nape of Valencian's neck like raindrops falling on the sea.

A sweet and strong aroma, like lemon, cinnamon, and honey mixed with heavily fermented wine, lingered on the roof of my mouth and rose through my nose into my head.

"under."

Her sunken eyes trembled, her long eyelashes and sharp gaze gently curved, and the black vertical pupils in her gray eyes slowly dilated.

widely.

As his grip loosened slightly, Valencian spun around on the spot, using one foot as a support.

“You’ve become less awkward since I last saw you.”

"uh?"

Cariosa was hugging Valencianus from behind, and in that position, Valencianus turned around, facing her with their bodies pressed together.

Golden and gray eyes blinked right in front of me.

It was close enough that our eyelashes almost touched.

“As a great lord, you must know how to distinguish between time and place.”

At the stern yet captivating reprimand, Cariosa smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

“You’re not going to say no until the end?”

Valencian felt the back of his neck being pulled in another way, and he hugged her tightly.

“Then, you don’t like it?”

I've always envied that honesty about desire.

Cariosa felt that Valencian's body had become stronger and his energy had become more stable.

Somehow, it seemed like I had grown taller, and the scent I could sense had become a bit stronger.

She smiled brightly and repeatedly bit and released Valencian's ear.

“As expected… I like honest people.”

A hot tickle made the Archduke shiver all over, and as he pondered how many layers of Cariosa's armor there were, a knock was heard outside the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"majesty!"

“Oh my god!”

There was more than one voice calling out to them.

“That was good.”

A regretful voice came out of Cariosa's mouth.

Her pupils narrowed again, and Valencian raised his disheveled collar.

“In the meantime, did you unravel this again?”

Cariosa laughed frivolously, frivolously, and lightly.

“I can solve another problem in one breath, right?”

A light smile didn't really suit his deep eyes, but Valencian was the one who understood better than anyone else the feeling of going crazy if he didn't smile.

“In one stroke, you know.”

He regained his dangerous and detached air, and Cariosa whistled, looking at his expressionless eyes and pale cheeks.

“Yes. In one stroke.”

Suddenly.

Valencian opened the door to the Wyvernpit lounge.

Two knights stood in front of him.

“Your Majesty, Valen. Are you safe?”

“Your Majesty! Is everything alright?”

One was, of course, Tentia, and the other was an eastern knight in iron armor.

Tentia wore white plate armor, a red cloak, and her hair was short.

The Eastern Knight wore dark grey iron plate armor, a blue cloak, and his hair was tied in a short ponytail.

The two were showing a contrast from the beginning, and it was hard to tell what they were talking about in front of the door, nor did they look particularly happy to see each other.

“No. What could possibly be safe or not? I’m not even in enemy territory right now.”

“It wasn’t even the Archduke Valencian who dragged me in, and I came in with my own fins, or rather, my feet. What could possibly go wrong?”

Valencian and Cariosa simultaneously defended each other.

Tentia and Eastern Officer Knight Jules looked at each other with expressions of discontent.

* * *

The first to speak was the Eastern Knight Jules.

“Let me introduce you to my lord. Her Highness, Duke Cariosa Summerlin Asenortha. Daughter of the Storm. Ruler of Cetusion, First Lord of the East, Master of the Seven Fleets, King of the Anchor Isles, Protector of the Forty-Seven Ports and Thirteen Great Lords, Destroyer of Pirates and Fishmen.”

Competitiveness surged like waves in his blue eyes.

To this, Sir Tentia raised her chin and answered.

“Well done. Now let me introduce you to my lord. His Royal Highness, Grand Duke Valencianus Soletaraon Soletaras. He is the Emperor, the Chief of the Imperial Guard, the Commander of the Machine Knights, the Lord of the old land of Instrumentum, the Slayer of the Erosion Sword Saint Ensis, and the Enemy of the Erosion Archbishop. And-.”

Cariosa and I blushed at each other.

I had a rough idea of what was going on.

“Hmm.”

“Archduke Valen. I apologize for the inconvenience.”

It was something that would naturally happen when two knights with sky-high pride in their family and lord met.

I carefully dried the Tentia serpent.

“Sir. Stop it. I can’t help but lose this fight. Cariosa cut off the head of a fishman when she was 13.”

"majesty!"

He gave a look that said he would not back down even if Sir Tentia died.

“There’s no need to do that in an argument.”

“It’s not over yet. Yes. Your Majesty is the guardian who overcame the fall of the capital, the protector of the Academy, and the kidnapper of the saint who kidnapped the saint twice-.”

“Sir! The last one is not a title, but a notoriety.”

“That was real?”

Cariosa stuck out her tongue in surprise, while Eastern Officer Knight Jules looked triumphant.

“Look at that, Lord Tentia. Don’t you think it’s clear now who serves the greater lord?”

Sir Tentia's red eyes trembled for a moment.

She looked at me with a troubled expression.

I shook my head, meaning not to fight.

Then, Sir Tentia smiled brightly and took on a determined expression.

“Eat some candy, Sir Jules. At your age, you’re trying to elevate your own reputation by comparing yourself to your master’s reputation, just like you would brag about your parents. Not everyone who serves a great master becomes a great person.”

I looked at Cariosa.

She was smiling as if she found the sight amusing.

“Duke. Didn’t I just shake my head?”

“Archduke Valencian. You probably know that knights are a race that has their eyes turned away in the face of battle. Since their eyes are turned away, it is only natural that they would see things the other way around.”

“Then what if you just nodded?”

“Wouldn’t it have been better if you had come back straight that time?”

“Hmm. How convenient. I want to be a knight in my next life.”

Jules looked at Cariosa, his face turning red and blue.

“Your Majesty! Give me a chance to defend your Majesty and my honor! I will break the pride of the scoundrel Archduke and the Red Knight!”

Tentia Kyungdo looked at me with her face turning red and blue.

“Your Majesty. Please give me a chance to win. I will definitely bring honor to your Majesty. I cannot live with my convictions.”

I rebuked the Tentia Lord with the experience of a returned man.

“Kyung. Didn’t you just say with your own mouth that you don’t need to ‘lean on your master’s reputation like you’re bragging about your parents’? You are a renowned knight. It may be strange for me to say it myself, but you are already a great knight even without my authority. So be consistent in your words and actions… … .”

“When I do it, it’s love, when someone else does it, it’s adultery. I will definitely bring fame to Your Majesty!”

But it didn't work on Sir Tentia, whose eyes had rolled back.

I slowly looked Jules up and down.

He was a little shorter than me, carried a long straight sword, wore plate armor on his legs, and wore iron plate armor made by sewing together large, scale-like pieces of iron for his upper body.

On his left arm he wore a huge gauntlet that was clearly a magical tool, and it seemed to be a set that included his upper arm and shoulder armor.

He must be an excellent eastern knight who has been called a genius since Cariosa carries him around.

“Then, I’ll look forward to it.”

It didn't seem as strong as the Tentia Lord.

* * *

There were several large spaces like sandpits inside the Wyvern Pit.

It was originally said to be one of the rooms where the puppies were raised, but it was said to be temporarily empty now.

I also replaced the sand, so there was no longer any reptile-like smell.

Cariosa said, tapping me on the ribs.

“I will apologize on your behalf for the expression ‘the Grand Duke of the Lost’.”

“Okay. All knights are like that. Besides, Sir Tentia has been flying all month, so her body is stiff, and she needs a chance to relax.”

Just then, two knights took off their helmets and drew their swords.

Srrrrrr!

The sword of the Tenthia Lord, 'Hwahan', boasted a mirror-like sword surface, and the sword of the Jules Lord, 'Bodo', boasted a wave-like sword surface.

Cariosa raised a handsome eyebrow.

“Don’t you even think that your article is a geography?”

I answered confidently.

“Me? The Tentia Wonder?”

At that moment, the two knights finished their preparations and glared at each other.

Saaaaah-.

Speculation spread and froze the space, and an aura of intimidation as a living being flowed from the two knights.

It was like seeing a huge beast, a demon, or a giant.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

The two of them must have sensed each other's speculation, as they trembled slightly and let out moans.

Percussion!

It was Jules who struck the ground first.

“Sword of the Waves!”

The sand splashed loudly, and a large figure wearing thick leather clothing, iron armor, and plate armor flew up like the wind.

It was so high that my head almost touched the ceiling.

Kwaaaaah!

Blue mana blades rose from his sword and crashed down on Sir Tentia with the momentum of crashing waves.

Saaak-!

It was an attack with a strange trajectory that thrust forward while lowering the sword.

Since the pirates would be wearing relatively light armor, there was no need to keep pounding them to break their armor and land effective hits.

It seemed like a technique to kill one person at a time for sure.

Saat-!

Then, Sir Tentia turned around in place and pushed away Sir Jul's sword, while simultaneously drawing up a mana blade the color of a sea of blood in Hwahan.

“These are His Majesty’s teachings!”

She lifted the wreath she was holding with both hands.

Tsukakakak!

A picturesque ridge of spires rose diagonally upward.

Taat!

A long red diagonal line stretched across the air, and Jules dodged it by jumping higher than the diagonal line.

“Our seamen fight by jumping from ship to ship!”

“Huh, ha!”

“You land guys, you’re too slow!”

Jules's sword was swung three times in the air.

Saaaaak!

wickedness!

months!

It was a sharp attack that made even Lord Tentia hesitate for a moment.

But her hesitation was short-lived, and she swung the sword, thrusting it in from her shoulder.

bang!

Tata dang!

A longsword with blood-like colors turned inside out, forming a semicircle.

The red semicircle deflected all three attacks and pushed them back to Jules.

Ta-da-dak.

He took three steps back and straightened his posture.

"Tentia Kyung took a deep breath and said.

“Not all water guys are like that, but you’re too weak.”

“How dare you insult me in front of my lord!”

“It is the king who is insulting his lord.”

Their gazes met in midair, and the two knights charged once more.

Woohoo!

I wondered where I had heard that sound before, and a purple aura unique to the art of destruction rose from the gauntlet on Jules' left arm.

It seemed to be a shockwave type of magic.

Cariosa clicked her tongue, and Sir Tentia stood there waiting for Sir Jules.

Jules raised his left arm forward and held up his sword.

It seemed like he was planning to blow up the regime with the gauntlet after the begging attack.

“Take this too! Red Knight!”

“I’m going to get tired of waiting!”

It wasn't Lord Tentia who didn't know that.

She swung her sword and blocked the sword's slash.

bang!

There was a loud crash, and her legs dug into the sand up to her ankles.

Crackle, crackle!

The mana blades of the green and red clashed, sparks flying, and the gauntlets prepared for destruction spells flew in an uppercut stance.

At that moment, Lord Tentia pulled out the sword Manha from his right waist.

Srrrrrr!

I thought I heard Sir Jules say, "It's late."

Cariosa also frowned.

But Lord Tentia had already wrapped the Mana Blade around him before Manha could even come out of the scabbard.

Thanks to the incredible mana receptivity unique to keel bones, you can control them like limbs the moment you touch them.

Skaaaaak-!

She blocked the gauntlet once with an upward swing of her sword.

Woohoo!

He pushed it away and unleashed Mana Blast.

A red crescent moon burst out from Manha.

bang!

Jules flew away as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.