The Villain Daughter Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride (Hostage) in a Former Enemy Country

Arnold pointed the tip of the wooden sword at the leachet. Beautiful mould, but somewhere with a gap.

Perhaps it means' hit me '.

Now that there is a difference in strength, this one honestly sets up a wooden sword.

Then I checked the status of my limbs again.

The restraint on the left hand is secured to the back by a hook-shaped fastening.

He's not admonished by strong force, he's in a state where there's some play. However, due to the structure of the joints, the range of motion was limited.

If you hold a heavy wooden sword with one hand, that's enough for a weak arm.

(The longer the meeting, the less favorable it will be.... if so)

Reeshe exhaled briefly and jumped into one leg in time for Arnold.

Arnold doesn't move. Keep going at his right face and swing the wooden sword diagonally up.

Kaan, and a loud noise sounded.

Leishe's wooden sword is lightly stopped with a sword worn by Arnold.

You must have gained a lot of momentum. Yet Arnold's sword is not even frightening.

(Then...)

Twist the axis of your body and flip yourself. Using centrifugal force, Arnold also took the blow easily.

The two swords intersect, mesh, and overlap with the gaze beyond them. Arnold, who became a temporary ship's eye, narrowed one of his eyes and laughed.

"What's up? Is that what this is?

"Huh!"

My spine pops in my eyes like I enjoy my heart.

Liesche jumped right back and restarted as he breathed.

(The center of gravity is shaken. The grip is sweet. Dragged by the feeling when my left hand is available......!

Reflect and consider what you might be able to do immediately.

(Fix the center of gravity... and the time will change. If we don't step in more, only the weak sword tip hits His Highness)

Calculate in your head and ascertain the position of the step. Since there was nothing I could do about the grip, I raised the position of gripping the wooden sword up so that the force could be transmitted to the tip of the sword at all.

Small moves don't work, but they're better than none. And if you don't stop being aggressive and about to balance with your left hand.

(Again)

At the same time that Liesche thought so, he had the kind of eyes Arnold would invite.

Breathe, spit it out shallow, and Arnold slashes you again.

"Do it!"

The first time you shake it is prevented. Once he pulled back, he immediately punched in twice and three times and jumped into Arnold's pocket.

He is prevented by Arnold's sword and pushed back to twist the attempt to slash it up from the bottom as it is.

"-Hey."

"... eh"

Stopped.

But this is the first time Arnold, who has only ever worn a wooden sword, has put movement on his sword. Liesche retreated back again, making room.

"Oh, man. Leishe's movements, I've only exchanged swords with His Highness a few times, and it seems to have changed a lot..."

"No, no matter how much. It is!... but it does."

The word of the Kingsguard knight does not go into his ear and strikes into Arnold. Prevented and bounced, I explored the way to break it.

"The movement is stiff. Don't try with force. My legs are neglected."

I was pointed out and annoyed.

Fix it with a sword crossing. It reminds me so diligently of a time when I was really no match for a man in power and so desperate to make up for it.

"Take advantage of your lightness. Step in with your left foot, will you still be able to move? Another step, not yet, Sora."

We stepped in according to Arnold, playing each other's wooden swords.

The senses come back. It's such a sense of life, like it was a long time ago, like it was a very recent event.

Arnold will, in the end, then coach Liesche in precise terms.

(Wow. I was a knight, even though it was a move that took me five years to get there)

Perhaps Arnold can see the optimal solution just by looking at the current leachette movement.

(But)

Even Leishe is not willing to give in. The more I get used to my body, the more open my sight goes.

Then, this time, we began to afford to see Arnold.

What's past my brain is Arnold Hein's appearance in "That Day".

(- Right!)

The moment I pulled myself back, a blow of the wooden sword came from the place as I imagined.

Arnold's sword slips through the sword's riddle of a leachet. If I hadn't stumbled, the wooden sword would have been flown far away.

(As it is, you should step into my time and come from the top......!

When Arnold and I exchanged swords five years later, he made the same move as he did now. A knight, Rieshe, took a blow with his sword.

I remember that, but I can never stop myself right now. So one more step, forcing me to back off.

Shortly afterwards, Arnold's sword tip plundered Leishe's forehead.

"... Huh!

I know you were willing to stop me on the brink, but I sweat my instinctive sense of crisis.

I lost my balance with an unavailable evasion and fluttered back about a few steps.

Arnold, who made that blow stand still perfectly, changes his expression slightly there.

"... as far as you know, my sword is the strongest," he said.

That's what Liesche said to him earlier.

"But now it's the move of someone who knows someone stronger than me.... you would have thought about him while you were crossing swords with me?

……

Arnold had a provocative grin about whether he was going to tell a joke or not.

But his gaze is sharp, and Leishe grips the wooden sword again.

"Don't be jealous. I think I'm going to be tempted."

"Play. Besides, the strongest I know is rightly His Highness Arnold."

Leishe runs out of words and looks to Arnold.

But his point may not be wrong, though. Liesche conceived it because five years later he was the emperor Arnold Hein.

(- It was even stronger, cruel, and overwhelming than His Highness is now)

By that man, all these knights were killed. 'I'm not even going to let you get one of the injuries'. I'm not the one who says such a raw thing.

This is how I cross swords with a man like that now.

"Come on.... a little more on me."

Arnold laughed with pleasure.

Words that only collapse slightly more than usual are something that seems appropriate to his age: nineteen.

Liesche accordingly lays down his sword and drops his hips.

One, two steps and slowly packed an intermission while measuring the distance.

Arnold also lays down his sword. And the moment my breathing overlapped, I stepped in at once and paid the wooden sword straight to the side.

The flash is flashed. It took shape sliding through the side of Arnold, and Liesche looked back just fine.

Flip yourself over there as well and shake off the wooden sword as it is. Arnold's sword tip struck Leishe's sword hard.

"Eh."

The wooden swords hit each other in the upper section, immediately pulled and once in the lower section, from which they are also exchanged overhead again. The sound of a hard tree bump echoed, as well as a frightening paralysis into Leishe's hands.

Arnold blocks one eye and shouldn't be able to move one foot as he thinks, but he doesn't make you feel that at all.

(Not yet!)

I pull half a step and wave my sword as I pack that portion all at once.

Arnold pulled back, and Leishe's wooden sword cut the sky wide open, but went straight into it.

(That's when Arnold Hein had the only scratched feeling...!

Put in your last blow with all your strength as you desperately hand over your memory. Then Arnold looked surprised, only for a moment.

――……

But that's it.

Leishe's sword was bounced off by Arnold's swinging sword.

"Ah!"

A wooden sword away from his hand plunders the cheeks of the Kingsguard knights he was staring at and hits the stone wall of the training ground.

"Wow!?

"So, are you okay!? Oh, ah!

I rushed over to them, but from Liesche's body, I lost my strength and sat down on the ground in the training ground.

"... Ha, ha..."

"Big deal."

One undisturbed breath, Arnold, looks down about Liesche.

"I wasn't going to move more than a step. Apparently, he was overly discerning."

"You seem to have constrained me for a long time...!

"If you weren't my opponent, I'd have just been planning on not moving a step."

Arnold signals the Kingsguard knight, elsewhere with a leachet breathing on his shoulder. One knight rushed over and removed the restraint of Arnold's hand.

Arnold then, when he takes the foot restraint himself, bends in front of the leachet. And he broke the commandment on his left hand.

"... thank you for your guidance..."

I knew it, but it's a shame we still lost. Because of that feeling on his face, Arnold laughs with a cheek wand on his knee.

"For one thing, were you listening to me?

"Yes, what a pleasure! No two words!

Leishe ran out of words as she abandoned herself.

No matter how much, I didn't really think there was a chance. This was a profitable bet for Liesche, winning or losing.

In case Liesche wins, I can ask Arnold what he wants to hear.

If Liesche loses as assumed, we can see what he wants from Liesche. Perhaps it would help Arnold in exploring why he proposed to Liesche.

That's what I suggested.

(That's right. This is part of the calculation. I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry...)

I'm really terribly sorry, but I tell myself that.

Arnold looked at the situation for a while, but eventually said this as he untied his eyelids.

"Right.... Then leave the afternoon free in two days. We're going under the castle."

"Under the castle? Of course I obey, but what do you do?

"Talk then"

When Arnold stood up, he left the broken eyelids with the Kingsguard knight.

(Yeah... as the Crown Prince and his fiancée, you know, going on some official business?

In any case, it's not something I think I'm going to understand. Speaking of which, it wasn't until I went to see Chairman Tully that I went under the castle.

That's when they found the courtesy and made me promise, 'In the future, when I go under the castle, I'll be with Arnold'.

Arnold goes over the leachet everywhere.

Thinking that way and looking away, Arnold looked down at me wonderfully.

"What's up? Time to get up."

"Ah.... eh"

Liesche, who had been on the ground forever, gently diverted his attention from Arnold.

"Because I've been here a while now. Your Highness, please return first."

"Why"

……

I hate to say it, but I'll have to say it.

I braced my stomach and opened my mouth in shame.

"Actually. My hands and legs were trembling."

"... what?

"Somehow, my body didn't seem to follow the movement..."

It was a really pathetic story. If I try to stand now, I might stick it straight through my face on the ground.

"So rest a while longer. Don't worry, we'll keep the training area tight."

……

"Your Highness?"

Arnold makes a face that says, Hmm.

"You don't have to touch it with your bare hands, do you?

"... Huh?

I kind of had a bad feeling about it.

I'd say "no" by instinctive judgment, but I don't know what they confirmed.

Even as he does this, Arnolt kneels down in front of the leachet and reaches out with his black gloves in place.

"What!? Oh, hey, Your Highness -..."

At the next moment, Fluffy Leishe's body floated.