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But just as the fist was about to crush Black’s skull—a white barrier enveloped him!
Seemingly thin, yet incredibly hard—stopping the punch not an inch forward!
BOOM!
Seth was repelled backward by the barrier!
Black’s crisis was finally over.
“Do you truly want to oppose me?”
Seth growled—bitterly.
His words targeted two people: Alice and Krystin.
The red sword? Alice’s.
The white barrier? Krystin’s spell.
Alice’s strength was inferior—but Krystin? Not necessarily.
“Seth, I should be asking you that.”
A sharp, icy—yet beautiful—voice came from behind.
Accompanied by footsteps.
All eyes turned to the speaker.
She wore a dark red gown, its hem flowing like flames—making her pale pink hair look dreamlike.
Vivid red eyes glinted coldly in candlelight. A white-gold corset accentuated her slender figure. A necktie like a blood drop stood out boldly.
Like a thorned rose—gorgeous, noble, and dangerous.
It was Princess Alice.
“Even dogs have owners. I chose him as my guard—he is royal property.”
“You tried to kill him—do you truly wish to oppose the imperial family?”
Hearing this, the nobles were shocked.
The princess’s words meant she truly accepted Black as one of her own.
Then Seth’s actions weren’t just attacking a pirate—
They were attacking a royal guard!
The difference? Huge.
“Hmph. Princess Alice—are you serious?”
Seth’s expression darkened.
He never expected a true princess to treat a filthy pirate as her guard.
“He’s just a pirate—what right does he have to be a royal guard?”
Alice didn’t answer. Her gaze cold, she walked toward Black.
A sharp rose scent surrounded him. Just as he thought she’d scold him—
She grabbed his arm—pulled him behind her—then spoke:
“You question my choice?”
“…No, Your Highness.”
Seeing Alice firmly protecting Black, Seth clenched his teeth—but could only back down.
“You weakling—spend your life hiding behind women.”
He glared at Black—then turned to leave.
“Wait.”
But Alice wasn’t letting him go.
“? What more do you want, Princess?”
Seth snapped—impatient.
“Apologize.”
The moment those two words left Alice’s lips—the entire deck fell into dead silence!
Nobles. Servants watching. Patrol guards—all frozen.
Did they hear wrong? The princess wanted Rampant Wolf Seth to apologize—to a mere pirate?!
This made no sense—by status or strength!
For Seth—a war hero—if he apologized? Unforgivable shame!
Clearly, he didn’t expect this.
The usually arrogant man stood stunned—then burst into maniacal laughter.
“HAHAHA! You want me to apologize—to a pirate?!”
“Alice—you’re not qualified to say that. Maybe if First Princess Afra said it!”
In Seth’s eyes—he didn’t take Alice seriously.
He gave her some respect—only because of her title.
Otherwise, if anyone else demanded an apology? He’d beat them senseless.
And why should he respect her?
Her strength? Inferior to her sister’s genius.
Her nature? Isolated—unlike her younger sister, who knew how to win hearts.
In the royal family? Invisible.
Why respect her? At best—surface politeness.
“You insulted him first. Apologizing is only fair.”
Alice didn’t care about Seth’s words—calmly stating her reasoning.
“Sorry—I refuse!”
Seth had no patience for this—turned to leave.
Whoosh!
The red sword flashed—slamming into the ground before Seth—blocking his path.
“What is this, Your Highness?”
“If you really walk away… I can’t guarantee I won’t vote for Round Table Knight Howard at the next meeting.”
Alice said calmly—no threat, just a statement of fact.
Yet her words shook Seth.
Cyril, son of a Round Table Knight, was shocked.
He never expected Alice to say this—just to force an apology.
Howard was the 6th Seat Round Table Knight—long-time rival of Seth’s father, 7th Seat Norton.
They were fighting over a territory!
Who got it? Decided at the next Round Table Meeting.
Every royal and knight had a vote. Right now—support was even.
So the remaining votes were crucial.
And Alice held one of them.
Seth’s face turned livid, fists trembling—near explosion!
That land held precious mineral veins!
If his father claimed it—he might rise beyond 7th Seat!
For their family—critical!
And Alice used this to blackmail him!
If he didn’t apologize—and she voted for Howard? Massive loss for his father!
Seth would pay the price too.
But if he apologized? Humiliation beyond measure!
The deck was silent. Even the music had stopped.
All eyes fixed on Seth—eager for his choice.
Black felt complex—especially seeing Alice’s slender figure.
Calling her “clumsy” wasn’t baseless.
She forced this apology—not just to defend him—but because she was too righteous.
A noble fool.
To her—if you’re wrong, you apologize.
If you insult someone, you apologize.
Ideals from a morality textbook—not even a child believes anymore.
Yet she lived by it.
Putting aside noble pride.
She didn’t think—forcing an apology might cost her a Round Table Knight’s support.
In future succession battles—she’d lose allies early.
Was one apology worth that? Not worth it.
A noble fool.
Yet—this clumsy kindness, this simple integrity…
Touched something deep inside Black.
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