Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 359 - 359 173 Princess Ines_5

359: Chapter 173 Princess Ines_5 359: Chapter 173 Princess Ines_5 Orad couldn’t help but furrow his brows, and after looking Leon up and down, he said with suspicion, “Snake Slayer?

I’ll remember that.

You’d better really have a griffin to help Your Highness.

I’ll be waiting for you in the military, and I hope you don’t come riding a donkey and make a fool of yourself.”

Realizing that the small number of Guards Cavalry he had brought with him was indeed no match for the other party’s griffin, the uncertain Orad refrained from rash provocation.

After all, if it were true, he would indeed be bringing shame upon himself.

He bowed to Ines and said, “I’m sorry to disappoint you, Your Highness.

We shall talk later…”

After saying this, he left with a suppressed anger, eager to find out more about the Black Knight.

Taming a griffin was no feat for a common brave, and in all of Orland, there were only a handful of Legendary Knights who possessed griffin War Beasts.

Where did this one pop out from?

Not to mention a legendary creature like the griffin, even to this day, Orad hadn’t completely subdued the Karak Dragon Lizard his family had been raising…

Despite his annoyance, he knew that if he challenged the other under the pretext of being insulted, and the other appeared riding a griffin, the duel would not be bound by the laws of dueling, and that would be really amusing…

…

Watching Orad’s retreating figure, Leon silently gave his thanks to the Death Claw Lady back home and to the reputation of Big Fat Bird, which allowed him to bluff and confront others.

Seeing the persistently annoying Orad taken aback and walking away, Ines retracted her delighted gaze, her beautiful blue eyes curving up as she teased Leon, “That griffin…

isn’t it your friend?

Yet now you say you can ride it?”

Turning his head, Leon’s previously imposing aura instantly dropped, “Your Highness, that man was rude and aggressive towards both of us, and I found him quite unbearable—I couldn’t help but boast a bit to shut him up.

Thank you for not calling me out just now.”

Ines fluttered her fan with a smile, “But you spoke the truth, what was there for me to call out?

But as a little knight, aren’t you afraid of the duke’s son seeking revenge?”

Leon shook his head, unconcerned, “He insulted me at this banquet, which is the same as insulting His Majesty, you, and my Sealing Lord.

This is Thorny Flower’s territory.

Even if the duke himself were present, he would have to respect the Farolis Family here.

I have nothing to fear.”

“Even if it blows up, I believe that Lord Eriv, and you, will stand by my side.

At worst, we could have a duel in front of the King.

I hear that’s the simplest way to resolve disputes between nobles in Orland.”

As he spoke, he looked around, “By the way, where is your ever-present male companion?

Is he your betrothed?

Perhaps with the presence of your betrothed, an Earl, Orad would have been more restrained.”

“Betrothed?

Male companion?

Are you referring to Akman?” Ines blinked, shaking her head, “He is just a friend of mine, there’s no betrothal.”

Speaking of which, the little princess tilted her head and with her fan, pointed indirectly at her golden hair at the back of her head, “Look…

Have you seen me use a hairband to tie my hair?”

Leon was surprised, not that Akman was not her betrothed, but rather, was surprised to learn that the tradition of tying one’s hair was also applicable to nobility and royalty?

“I apologize, I misspoke,” he quickly said, apologizing for his mistake.

Ines waved it off, “No wonder you misunderstood.

My father did indeed have that intention, but it’s a long story…”

Leon pondered, so no wonder that Orad was so eager.

It wasn’t a young brute pursuing an elder brother’s girl, but fair competition.

It was himself, an unrelated passerby, who accidentally got caught in the crossfire.

Leon asked, “So, if I may say, it seems you don’t really care for Lord Orad’s sycophantic pursuit, do you?”

Upon hearing this, Ines’s heart darkened slightly, but her face still showed her usual smile, “Towards Lord Orad, I can’t say I like or dislike him, but there is absolutely no possibility of marriage between us.”

“Oh, I understand,” Leon nodded, not very surprised.

Now it was Ines who was a bit startled, “What do you understand?”

Leon replied, “Seeing that guy act all high and mighty, I guessed that with the Eastern faction being so powerful, you’re refusing his pursuit out of fear that royal authority might slip away in the future?”

“You really…

dare to say it,” Ines raised her eyebrows slightly at his direct conclusion.

Although it wasn’t a secret, it was tacitly never mentioned by anyone.

“Orad is of noble birth and not without ability, and I have no issues with him personally, but what’s impossible is impossible, just as you have speculated.”

The thoughts in her head entangled like a ball of yarn within her consciousness.

…Her father and the Royalist power struggle.

…The Eastern group’s allies sprinkled throughout the Kingdom after the civil war.

…The distanced North.

…Marquis Deyatuk, who governed his domain without responding to the King’s call.

The balance of Klonia Kingdom to the four corners of the Kingdom…

Although Ines had never met the former King overthrown by her father, at this moment, she felt that the situation her family was facing was a hundred times more dangerous than that of the former King.

Sixteen years ago, her father raised the banner of rebellion and many nobles and Lords responded.

Yet the former King still had the King’s Domain and Duke Vister’s Western faction, with nearly half of the Kingdom’s support, to suppress the uprising.

But if, in the future, the united Eastern bloc had the opportunity to lead the “Royalist” rebellion throughout the Kingdom, how many Lords in Orland would defend her own “Drakemar” throne, as they had the former King…?

“Why don’t you outright refuse him, thus allowing him to be so offensive?”

The whirlwind of thoughts in Ines’s head didn’t interrupt her conversation; she looked at Leon and joked, “…I just need that ‘sucker’ to fight wars for me…

oh, I’ve said too much, you mustn’t spread this around.”