Chapter 163

Princess Mia, Innocent Seductress of the White Sandy Beach!

Abel steps in and stomped his foot, throwing up a ring of sand.

“Haa!”

His sword split the air with a piercing whoosh and slammed into Sion’s upheld blade with a deafening clang. Keithwood sighed as he observed from the sidelines.

Prince Abel has gotten stronger again...

Previously, Sion was overwhelmingly superior, but now Abel’s skill is slowly closing that gap. His signature downward slash seems to have improved, so with his overall skill aspects as well. But...

“Well, I doubt that either of them was satisfied about their current skills.”

During the incident in the Kingdom of Remno, they saw for the first time the strongest knight of the empire, Dion Alaia. That man who slashed the adamantine spear while laughing.

After seeing that terrifying swordsmanship, Sion began to focus more on training. Apparently, it’s the same with Abel, and recently both of them are working on their swordsmanship. Striving to outdo the other and themselves.

“Well, it’s nice that they are motivated. But don’t they have anything better to do at this hot place on such a hot day? Hmm...?” At that time, Keithwood’s eyes caught the figure of a girl. A girl was running toward them, her bare feet leaving dainty little prints in the pristine white sand.

This is such a beautiful sight!

Keithwood was transfixed before snapping out of it and calling out.

“Oh. Princess Mia”

“Hello. Keithwood, how are you?” With that said she lifted the hem of the skirt a little in curtsy. Mia wore a shining smile that perfects the view of the glistening water in the beach.

Mia gently walks on the sandy beach. The two princes are obsessed with training and didn’t notice Mia. As she approached closer, Mia said in a slightly louder voice.

“You two sure like hitting each other with swords, huh?”

“Eh? Oh, Mia? Why? When did you...?” The first thing one to notice was Abel. He looked at Mia and he smiled, but he immediately blushed and turned his gaze away.

Oh? What’s wrong with him? In accordance with Anne’s teachings, she handed him a towel. Anne told her to “Give a good-smelling sweat cloth to the lord after exercising!” Mia is faithful to Anne’s teachings.

“Oh, oh, I’m sorry. I mean... Thank you.”

Abel is restless and nervous but wipes his face with the cloth he received from Mia. With that sideways, Sion tried to head towards Keithwood. There was loneliness in his stride.

Mia smiled at Sion and offered him a towel as well.

“Sion, you will catch a cold if you don’t wipe your sweat.” It is a rare occurrence that Mia is kind to Sion. But this was all done out of necessity. After all, Mia came to ask Sion. If necessary, Mia would willingly smile for him or even bow her head for him.

“Oh. Thank you.” Sion looked a little surprised and then received a sweat towel.

“By the way, what’s wrong Mia? I’m sure you wouldn’t come here just to watch our swordsmanship training?”

“Fufu, well, I wouldn’t mind watching you two a little longer. But in fact, I’m here because there is something I have a favor to ask of Sion.”

“A favor? What is it?”

“Sion, will you run for the student presidential election?”

“Huh!?” Sion exclaimed in a in a cracking falsetto which was unusual for him.