Chapter 8 - Totally My Type
"STOP FLIRTING!!! ARGGGGGGHHHHH!!!"
Margarette had enough of these two; not just did they ignore her and insult her, but they also had the audacity to flirt and kiss in front of her!? Who the hell do they think they are!? They are just a bunch of lowlife commoners and not a noble like her.
Arthur pulled his face back from Anne's face, giving her time to breathe. Their forehead and nose collide against each other, ignoring other people around them as if they were in their own world.
"You okay now, Anne?" Arthur asked softly, with his hand caressing her left cheek. Anne's face is beet red from embarrassment, but she cannot help but enjoy the warm temperature of his right hand.
"No, I'm still mad..." Anne muttered, looking directly at Arthur's beautiful green eyes. "Please kiss me more..." As soon as that escaped her mouth, Arthur forcedly pulled her head and kissed her again. Both of their tongues are playing against each other.
"Urgggghhhhh...I can't believe this." Margarette growled in an annoying tone; she crossed her arm under her bust. The romantic moment between Arthur and Anne not just annoys her to the core but also makes her cringe internally.
"Arthur." She pulled back from his lips.
"Anne."
"Arthur...Kiss me more."
"Anne...You remember that we are still in public, right?"
Anne widened her eyes in realization, then she moved her head away from Arthur and scanned the area with her eyes. 'Oh shit, I forgot!' She screamed internally as she saw a crowd with Sister Iris — When did she get here!? — and Sara in it and Margarette waiting patiently for her.
"Oh...Shit, I forgot about it!"
"You know we can continue this again in the bed, right?" Arthur whispered in her left ear, ensuring no one would hear him other than Anne. Her face flushed once again, and she pushed Arthur away from her.
"I-Idiot! Just because I kissed you doesn't mean that I love you!"
Everyone's head, besides Iris, Sara, and Anne, thinks the same. 'What the hell is wrong with her!?' after witnessing her 180° change of personality in a matter of seconds. Anne then slapped both of her cheeks before glaring at Margarette.
"I still have a thing to settle with you, you horny bitch!"
Margarette gave a cocky smile due to the fact that Anne decided not to ignore her any longer. "Horny Bitch? I would have said the same thing for you. Kissing in public without caring about other people, what a whore."
"You- *Chop*" Anne was stopped before she could finish by Arthur's right hand chopping her head. She quickly turned her head at him with both hands placed on the spot where he chopped her.
"What the hell are you thinking, Arthur!?" Anne snarls angrily at him.
"Haaaaah..." Arthur sighed once again at Anne's attitude. "Didn't I just tell you that before caring about other people, you must learn to care for yourself? Plus, Sara probably doesn't want you to do this for her. Sure, she is still a kid, but in terms of mentality, she is mature enough to not try to attack the heir of the Puella household."
"Why? I don't really get it? She is just a noble, not some princess of royalty or something like that."
"You know that we are in Evgnis District, right?"
"Your point is?"
"This miss-perverted bitch right here." Arthur pointed his finger at Margarette, who just yelled, 'who are you calling a pervert!?' before saying,
"Is the heir of the family that owned Evgnis District. In other words, she can just destroy our village with a snap of her finger because Aram Village is inside Evgnis District. Did you even pay attention during Father Adam's lesson?"
Anne tried to avoid making contact with Arthur's eyes while Margarette just gave a smug smile at Anne. Feeling happy that Anne was put in her place by her own friend? Or maybe lover?
"But...I still want to beat her up."
"When did I say that you can't beat her up?" Margarette was slightly surprised by Arthur's statement, while Anne was left speechless.
"Eh?"
"Lady Margarette." Arthur slowly walked past Anne and bowed his head at Margarette before moving his body to a standing position. "I'm sorry for my friend's behavior towards you, but can we delay this duel for tomorrow evening?" Margarette raised her eyebrows at Arthur's question.
"Eh?" That is the only thing that can come out of Anne's mouth.
"Oh, why should I?" Margarette gave an amused look at Arthur, who replied with a smile. "Is there any reason for me to amuse the like of lowly peasants like both of you? Please enlighten me on this matter."
"I'm delighted you chose to listen to me instead of shoving me away. The rumor of you being a kind and elegant lady of the Puella family seems true." Arthur said respectfully, naturally lying as he breathed, but it seemed to work that a smile crept on Margarette's face. "But my lady, my friend Anne here is still recovering from the side effect of the ritual. If you defeat her and claim the prize. It will only tarnish the name of your family."
In a duel, the winner can demand something from the loser, for example, demanding the heirloom of the loser. Is it illegal? The answer is no; a Duel is something that was created by three major goddesses of this world: Goddess of Light, Lesedi - Goddess of Fate, Nyantsha - Goddess of Life, Monya in order to avoid unnecessary bloodshed. So it was considered a sacred thing.
In Arthur's opinion, the Duel is kind of useless because they have always been bloodshed no matter where the place is, modern era or medieval era. War won't stop unless the people swallow their pride and support each other to strive for a brighter future.
"This woman just finished her ritual?" Margarette's eyes narrowed at him. "Are you lying to me right now?"
"I don't dare to lie to you, my lady. I'm nothing but just a mere commoner who wishes to save you from tarnishing the good name of your family." Arthur said with a smile; everyone who has half of a brain knows that this is one of the most bullshit and blatant lies ever told to people...
Margarette looks at him up and down, stroking her chin and thinking carefully about it. 'If this commoner told me the truth, it would definitely ruin our family's reputation if I continued this Duel...Come to think again, that woman, despite her figure, got out of breath pretty fast.' Margarette looks at Anne, who is glaring at her with puffed cheeks.
'If I win this Duel with her, not at her best, she'll never learn. Fighting and humiliating her when she was at full strength would teach her a good lesson.' satisfied with the deal offered by Arthur, Margarette nodded her head. "Fine, I will do it your way."
With that, the Duel was delayed for the next day...
One woman in the crowd was intrigued by Arthur's actions.
"Heh, I can't believe that big sister falls quickly to his lie just like that. But then again, that is kind of expected from all brawn and no brain like her." She placed her index finger at the tip of her lips. "How curious..." She muttered as her eyes followed the back of Arthur as the latter walked away with his hand holding onto Anne's. "Something about you feels somewhat off..." She then gained a smile on her face.
"What an interesting man, not to mention he is also cute and totally my type..."