The Fate of Narendra Women
76. The Best Sword Expert

Kamila was clearly shocked to hear the notification regarding the open match that was to be conducted. It is not a common thing to happen, but it does not defy the rules if it has to be said.

Aether's facial expression was also murky when she heard it. As Kamila quietly eavesdropped on the conversation of her three brothers, she felt suffocated by Zephyrus' statement.

"I don't think Ares' words to you are completely wrong."

"I think the same thing" said Hefaistos. "Well, it's not just you, I guess I am too. We revolve in our minds how to resolve this peacefully without having to kill Iaros or injure Kamila, but the boy keeps barking."

"...."

"From the looks of it, we did absolutely nothing and just waited for Iaros to insult us."

Kamila. Obviously it was his fault. Moreover, as he thought again, Hephaistos was right.

If only Hephaestus had punished Kamila and Iaros at the same time, then he could have at least stopped Iaros' humiliation. But Aether didn't do it because of Kamila.

Now he must continue to be humiliated without being able to retaliate because he is busy thinking about how he did not hurt Kamila.

And Iaros acts as if he can't stop. It only took one day for everyone to gather in the open training arena on the Western side of the castle, everyone who was about to descend was ready to compete.

Kamila could see Ribia's pale face when Agav was down there.

"Yes, Kamila."

The voice drew Kamila's attention to turn, surprised to find Dios after a long time he did not greet Kamila. Dios was not alone, because Helen was walking behind him.

"Young Master."

Dios smiled enthusiastically. "I have to thank you for being able to see this treat."

"...."

"Come on, nobody's gonna get hurt. It's just a regular game."

"But if Young Master Iaros wins then—"

"Then is her request approved?" Dios chuckles. "Obviously no. It just adds to the possibilities, not makes it absolute."

"It's just dangerous."

"really? Well, in the end it's about Uncle Orion's consideration."

Kamila silently glanced at Helen, then looked down guilty. Now everyone is hurt because of him.

"Euribia looks sick." Dios looked at his sister who was talking to Agav. "Hey, Kamila. You know who the best swordsman in the previous generation Narendra was?"

Why did Dios ask? "No, Young Master. I don't know much about fighting."

"Mrs Hilaeira." Helen answered. Makes Kamila turn to him, inevitably. "I heard his sword talent was said to be the best in the previous generation of Narendra's wives. And no one has been able to pursue him in the current generation of wives."

Dios grinned. "That's right. Hilaeira's mother has a bad personality. But that made him talented in sword. Very." Very."

Kamila did not understand.

"Then the only person who was trained directly by the woman," Dios directed her eyes at Iaros, "was his favorite child there."

"Just be taught Ribia's pale. I think today she should say goodbye to her bodyguards."

"What?!" Kamila unintentionally raised her voice. "Young Master, isn't this just a match? The rules say it is forbidden to injure each other in open matches."

Dios smiled innocently. "For, Narendra, just."

...*...

"Miss." Agav grabs the soft hand of Ribia who feels very cold on this supposed sunny day. "It wasn't Miss' fault. I consider this kind of thing to happen when I push Miss. So please be proud of me."

"No." Ribia was almost blocked by her own voice. "No. I don't want to."

"My lady, I'm fine."

"No." Ribia's pale face slowly turned red. The girl looked up, staring at Agav's gentle smile but now implying sadness.

He said goodbye through his expression.

"I-I shouldn't have fought Demeter." Ribia muttered in fear. "I shouldn't be against him. I'll beg him. I'll—"

"Miss, please don't lose my loyalty." Agav cupped his face and stared fixedly at Ribia. "There's no mistake. Not at all. I am Miss's tool and this is where this tool works. After this, Miss should go to Young Master Aether and support him."

"No, no, no. I'll talk to Demeter agar— right away"

"Save Agav?" Demeter's voice beside them instantly caught the attention of the two. The girl came over with a relaxed smile, followed by someone. "Euribia, I told you you're not Narendra. That's why you're weak."

"Demeters."

"I understand." Demeter suddenly shifted, revealing the person coming from behind. "I'll help you. Because Dad told me to."

Ribia was shaken for a moment. It was unexpected that Aether was now wearing a suit similar to Iaros.

"Sister?"

"You think I'm on Brother Iaros' side? Just be right. I'm on my own side." Demeter reached out to Aether's face as if she was a pet.

"If I can apologize, then I'll apologize to you." Aether looked at Agav, then came patting him on the shoulder. "Don't get hurt because of your fight. It's a question that doesn't require self-esteem anymore."

Agav was silent for a moment. "I'll do it anyway, if you will."

"Agaz."

"My Miss's position is at stake. My form of loyalty is to make the match, even if I lose." Agav dared to look straight at Aether. "I don't mean to lose either."

Even he did not hesitate to do so, Aether thought bitterly.

Stared at his sister, Demeter, who was smiling knowing that.

Apparently, to break Iaros' self-esteem problem, Aether had to put aside another self-esteem issue. Because the most master of the game now is likely Demeter.

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