The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today

The princess applies the medicine.

The last wooden sword I wielded gently touched Rebecca’s right arm.

The voices of disbelief were heard by the knights who were watching the situation diligently.

“What is it, the real lady lost?”

“Although Prince Albert’s conditions were good…”

That was wrong.

‘······· In fact, to the extent that I gave them to win.’

Because the conditions were not usually good, and my side was overwhelmingly favorable to the point that it was embarrassing to compare them.

Even if the wooden sword touches or rubs against the princess, that’s my victory. It was close to impossible to compete with better conditions than this.

If it was a match between people of a similar level, it was a battle that a person with my conditions could never lose.

Even if I and Rebecca weren’t on the same level.

Now that I think about it, the conditions for Rebecca’s victory in Dalian did not exist even before the start of Dalian.

Perhaps both the article who proposed this bet in the first place and Rebecca, who accepted it, thought that I would be exhausted and fall out without even brushing the princess’s hair.

Either he or Rebecca was trying to beat me to the point where I couldn’t move.

Without thinking like this, there’s no way the smart Rebecca wouldn’t have put her own win condition on it.

I thought this was the correct opinion.

Anyway, I used a cowardly (?) method, but my wooden sword succeeded in reaching the princess, so this battle was objectively my victory.

I reminded myself of that fact again.

I approached Rebecca, who was still trembling with shame.

“Princess.”

“····.”

“Do you remember what was at stake in this Dalian?”

“······wish…”

Rebecca barely answers, crumpling her face as if she doesn’t want to get it out of her mouth.

Looking at that expression, I don’t feel like the wounds I had been hurt by Rebecca just healed themselves…

The place where I was beaten with a wooden sword still throbs.

I guess I have a reason to make a wish with something stronger.

“Then do you know what wish I can make?”

“How do I know that?”

“This time, I want to make a wish to give you a kiss on the cheek in front of the knights.”

“····.”

Rebecca stared at me with murderous intent, as if she would kill me if she made that wish.

Originally, she was a princess with a slightly cold impression, so if someone with a weak wall received it, she would be shocked and collapsed.

Because I’ve already received a lot of that kind of gaze over the past 3 years. Now it was just as cute as watching a cat stare at you.

“Aren’t you even embarrassed?”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s about being beaten hard and only touching one arm to declare that you’ve won in Dalian.”

“If I had been embarrassed by that, how would I have said such a shameful thing earlier?”

“····.”

The princess kept her mouth shut as if she had nothing to say about it.

His face turned slightly red, as if he was looking back on the situation before.

“So, now I’ll make a wish.”

“What?”

“Please heal my wounds yourself.”

“······yes?”

Rebecca asked me back with a stupid expression on her face.

“It’s because the place where the princess hit me earlier is so painful.”

“····.”

I was very sincere.

The place I hit before was really painful. So much so that I can’t stand it.

*

In conclusion. I wasn’t lying when I said that the place I was hit was very painful.

When I went back to the princess’s room and checked the throbbing place, it was because there were already blue bruises.

Even some places were really hurt.

It’s not bleeding heavily. A wound that flows continuously, drop by drop.

If you were hit with a replacement wooden sword, how hard would it have to be hit and how hard would it have to be to get this level of scarring?

It was indeed the power of a Munchkin princess.

“Why are you doing this?”

Even the princess who had somehow let go of the bruised wounds, even though it was a little bit, hardened her face when she saw the wounds that were dripping with blood.

I was almost moved by the fact that Rebecca cared about me.

“Isn’t this the work that the princess made?”

“····.”

If you think about it, the main character who made those wounds was a princess. The excitement quickly faded away.

“Isn’t it a miracle that the princess didn’t get hurt because she was hit with a wooden sword like that?”

“…it’s not going to be this bad…”

Rebecca frowned as if she was truly sorry.

Two red eyes filled with guilt, staring pitifully at the wounds on my body.

It was like a pet looking at its injured owner with a pitiful gaze, and a smile naturally appeared on his lips.

“That’s why you didn’t make a wish to the princess to heal you.”

“·······I have never personally tried treatment.”

Rebecca muttered in a low voice as if she was not confident.

“it’s okay.”

I was fine.

“The fact that you are being treated by a princess is more important than getting good treatment.”

Because what I wanted was not good treatment, but treatment from Rebecca directly.

In the first place, I wanted this, so I made a wish.

“What… do you mean?”

Rebecca slowly blushes and asks the meaning of the words in a low voice.

Only after seeing it did I realize what I was talking about.

‘·······I made a mistake.’

I was immersed in this situation without realizing it, and it seemed that my sincerity was overflowing.

If this strange and heart-pounding atmosphere continues, I think it will only be a matter of time before the princess will notice my heart.

“What do you mean by that? Of course, to be healed by the person who hit you.”

“····.”

“Did you even think of anything else?”

I spit out the opposite of my true intentions.

Naturally, Rebecca’s expression quickly rotted upon hearing my words. The sweet atmosphere I had just felt was gone.

“I’ll start.”

With the voice of the princess who has endured her anger with a small sigh, she wants to start.

Rebecca started applying medicine to the wound.

“······ It stings.”

“Be patient.”

And while she was being treated, she couldn’t shake the thought that the princess was deliberately applying a lot of disinfectant to the severely wounded area.

really.

***

When the fiancée’s sword touched her arm.

Rebecca was very upset.

Once again, I could not bear the shame at the thought of being fooled by those three tongues and defeated.

However, the irritation and shame that seemed to explode.

– Heal my wounds.

It started disappearing when her fiancée said healing as a wish.

“…why are you doing this?”

When she saw the wounds she had made for her fiance, it had completely disappeared.

There were some wounds that had already been bruised blue, and others were dripping with blood.

“Isn’t this the work that the princess made?”

“····.”

“Isn’t it a miracle that the princess didn’t get hurt because she was hit with a wooden sword like that?”

As Albert said, this was entirely her fault.

In hindsight, Albert’s fault was the only fault of accepting her forcing her to fight.

It was she who started the battle that caused the wounds and made the wounds herself.

That made the frustration and shame that had been overflowing until now gone. Instead, the guilt filled her eyes.

“That’s why you didn’t make a wish to the princess to heal you.”

Albert spoke to her as if it was okay, as if it was nothing.

When you see a wound with bruises and blood dripping from it. It was never a big deal, and it was never a good thing.

She had never had a wound like this before. Although he is a countess, Albert was probably the same as he grew up in a noble family and never experienced such scars.

Although her fiancée made a wish to heal her. In fact, she had never had such a treatment in her life.

This part was even worse. Even if she treats me, I don’t think it will get much better.

“it’s okay.”

Still, her fiance said it was okay.

“The fact that you are being treated by a princess is more important than getting good treatment.”

As if he really didn’t care, as if he only wanted her to heal him.

throb-

Maybe it was then that her heart started beating like crazy again.

It’s always been like this.

The man in front of her must be a betrothed fiance who usually only teases her.

When you talk like you’re full of sincerity. Her heart was always beating.

Didn’t I do this while I was still fighting?

– No need to worry. I am completely the princess’s fiance.

Wasn’t he being vigilant as he fell for the tone that seemed to say that he was completely owned by her?

Originally, this was a match that Albert could never win.

She didn’t really set the conditions for her victory, but to be honest, the chance of Albert touching a single hair of her converges to 0%.

But she was vigilant. Albert’s attack was allowed.

The result was that she was now trying to heal her fiance’s wounds. It was as if she had really lost a bet that she couldn’t lose, or that she couldn’t lose.

But why? If you always say you lost, the feeling that you have rapidly deteriorated is not so bad now.

Even though he lost in a match he could never lose.

“What… do you mean?”

It was impulsive to ask the meaning of the words.

I wondered what her fiancée meant to say to her, and why she felt this way.

I wondered why she wasn’t in a bad mood.

“What do you mean by that? Of course, to be healed by the person who hit you.”

“····.”

Hearing Albert’s next words, he got cold.

“I’ll start.”

Still, she did her best to heal.

“······ It stings.”

“Be patient.”

Of course, the fiancée who broke the mood was disgusting and used an excessive amount of disinfectant.

With all her heart, she applied medicine to her fiancé’s wounds and bandaged her.

Trying to ignore the tickling sensation whenever she touched her fiance’s bare skin.