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Chapter 188 - 188 Completely Embarrassed

Chapter 188: Completely Embarrassed Chapter 188: Completely Embarrassed Asher scoffed, cracking his knuckles lazily.

“Fine.

I’ll teach her a lesson on all of your behalf, all of you who actually think she can do this.” He cast a sharp glance at the few people who had supported the match including some princesses, his smirk widening.

“When I’m done, you’ll understand the difference between real strength and wishful thinking.” Then, he turned back to Ebere, his eyes flashing with amusement.

“Let’s get this over with.

I have bigger fights waiting for me.” The tension in the arena tightened.

People exchanged glances, excitement and doubt mixing in their expressions.

Would this truly be a match worth watching?

Or was this about to be an embarrassment?

Ebere, however, stood tall.

This was her moment.

And she refused to waste it.

Ebere stood up gracefully, lifting her chin with confidence as she made her way toward the stage.

Her heart pounded, but she masked it well, keeping her steps steady and poised.

This was her moment.

The murmurs from the crowd, the glances of doubt she would prove them all wrong.

As she moved forward, Nnenna, who had been preparing to stand up herself, paused mid motion.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

Wasn’t Carl talking about her?

Then why was Ebere heading toward the stage?

She settled back into her seat, watching with mild curiosity.

It didn’t really matter to her whether she competed or not.

Although she had been looking forward to fighting someone from Gigangum, one of the strongest warrior kingdoms, she wasn’t desperate.

If her sister wanted to take this battle, then so be it.

Still, something felt off.

She glanced toward Carl, who was watching the scene unfold with unreadable eyes.

Why was he just standing there?

Wasn’t he the one who had set this up?

Ebere reached the stage and turned to Asher, bowing slightly.

Her voice was calm and composed.

“Please instruct me,” she said humbly, acknowledging the vast difference in their strength.

Asher let out a low chuckle, shaking his head in amusement.

“This is getting ridiculous.

First, a princess beats a prince in horse riding, and now another one wants to challenge me in hand to hand combat?” He scoffed, stretching his arms.

“Fine.

I’ll teach you a lesson.” Just as the referee was about to start the match, a cold, emotionless voice cut through the air.

“What is First Princess Ebere doing?” The entire arena froze.

The crowd turned toward the source of the voice, Carl.

He stood there, arms crossed, his gaze sharp with confusion.

Ebere flinched.

She turned toward him, forcing a smile.

“I’m here to compete, Your Highness.” Carl’s expression didn’t change.

“Who said you were the one competing?” Ebere “…” Others “…” A wave of silence swept over the audience.

Ebere’s smile wavered.

Her stomach twisted.

Everyone’s gaze shifted, from Carl to Ebere, then past her… to the seat she had deliberately tried to block earlier.

Nnenna.

It was at that moment that realization dawned on them.

Ebere’s fingers curled tightly.

Nnenna “..?” Nnenna blinked, tilting her head slightly, finally understanding why Carl had been staring in her direction earlier.

So he had indeed been referring to her all along?

Not Ebere?

The crowd erupted into a mixture of confusion and excitement.

“Wait… it’s the other princess?” “The one from yesterday?” “She was supposed to fight Prince Asher?” Ebere’s face burned with humiliation.

She had walked up with such confidence, expecting to finally step out of her sister’s shadow, only to be dismissed in front of everyone.

Asher, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes at Carl before turning toward Nnenna.

His smirk returned, sharper than before.

“Well then,” he said, his voice laced with amusement, “I suppose I’ve been challenging the wrong princess.” Ebere quickly composed herself.

She straightened her posture and forced a polite smile before speaking up, “I am only doing what you commanded, Prince Carl.

You never mentioned which princess was to fight so as the first princess, i supposed that you meant me.” Carl, however, simply shook his head, his expression as unreadable as ever.

“Oh, I should have been more specific,” he said, his tone still calm.

“I meant the Second Princess.” Ebere “…” Silence.

The entire arena went still for a moment before whispers broke out like a rising tide.

“The Second Princess?” “He really was referring to her?” “But why?

Shouldn’t the First Princess be more experienced?” Some laughed quietly, others openly, at the absurdity of the situation.

The misunderstanding had turned into an embarrassment for Lionara, especially for Ebere.

Her face burned as she realized the mistake more and more.

She wasn’t meant to fight.

Carl had never been referring to her.

From her seat, Nnenna observed the scene, her expression unreadable.

But deep down, irritation flickered in her chest.

Her kingdom was being laughed at, and she wasn’t one to stand by and watch.

Without hesitation, she stood up.

The movement caught everyone’s attention as she walked toward the stage, her steps calm but decisive.

She didn’t say a word, simply motioning to Ebere with a small flick of her fingers.

Ebere hesitated, still slightly dazed, before finally understanding.

Her pride protested, but she had no choice.

Swallowing her frustration, she stepped down, leaving the stage to her sister.

Now, all eyes turned to the true competitor.

Nnenna faced Asher, her gaze unwavering.

“I am Second Princess Nnenna of Lionara.

Please instruct me, Prince Asher,” Nnenna said, her voice steady despite the weight of all the eyes on her.

She had already assessed the person in front of her, his posture, his stance, the way his smirk barely concealed his arrogance.

There was no doubt he was stronger, faster, and more experienced.

She had only begun serious endurance and combat training a few weeks ago, while he had been raised in a kingdom that treated their bodies as weapons from birth.

Still, she refused to back down.

If Carl had called her out, she would not disgrace him, herself and her kingdom by showing hesitation.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS JedidiahBeaufoy Guys, who do you think will win this?