"Bless you! Youngster! ”

The audience cheered as the champion carried the princess out of the arena.

"Hey......"

The princess, Edgar Midnet, sighed faintly.

She sat alone in the VIP seat, her palms on her pointed chins, looking a little lost.

For as long as she can remember, her sister Rosemary has been shown as a perfect princess, and her sister has received more attention from adults.

She is the light of Valstad, beautiful, gentle and lovely, and is loved by the people of Valstad.

Rosemary's well-organized life, clean body, elegant even eating, polite without being too rigid in the rules, made her a guest of honor at all salon banquets on the continent.

If she had any shortcomings, Rosemary didn't like to go to the academy very much, but that was fine, it was the playful nature of most children, and no one would blame her.

And what about Edgar herself?

She didn't look like a princess at all, she looked like a savage boy from a poor family.

The old servant of the Golden Lake Palace, Lorcan, was not as savage and rude as Edgar, even when the current Emperor was His Majesty Salantos.

Edgar's aesthetic is completely different from that of ordinary girls.

She didn't love the ornate lace petticoats and finely crafted satin heels, nor the delicate rosewood dressers or ceramic dolls.

What she was really interested in was the barbaric things that were about blood or steel.

The elder sister, Rosemary, had seven sprawling wardrobes filled with elaborate dresses, the sum of which could have bought a grand mansion.

As for Edgar, she also has a lot of good goods in her wardrobe, but she never likes to wear them.

The waist of those skirts made her uncomfortable, and it was very inconvenient to run in high heels.

She only likes clothes that are practical and do not hinder movement.

Hidden under her queen bed was an old rusty iron chest she had brought from the Royal Armoury.

The chest contained a large number of military uniforms and armor, as well as leather boots.

Her sister's room was filled with delicate dolls and glass crafts, and Edgar's bedroom had an oversized logging axe hanging from the wall.

She has a lot of energy, and can run and play without sleep in a row, which is ten times stronger than the average Rao.

In order to vent this excess energy, Edgar became a regular visitor to the combat training ground and horse farm.

In addition to this, she also has a quirk, and likes to go to the mountains alone with an axe and shotgun to hunt and chop wood.

In particular, the feeling of sweating when cutting down trees made her feel quite excited.

Today is no exception, she went to the royal forest farm to cut down two old birch trees that had been marked by the Garden Bureau, and the interior was rotten.

I didn't change the dirty clothes I wore when I cut down the trees, and I came to the arena to watch the excitement, and I smelled of sweat all over my body.

In order to avoid the smell, the richly dressed aristocratic sisters sat far away from her.

Edgar didn't care about that, and the ladies couldn't play with her anyway.

At this time, a male voice came from beside her:

"Your Majesty Edgar, may I sit next to you?"

Edgar crossed her legs unruly, and she looked up to see a handsome face.

"Who are you?"

"Her Beautiful Princess, whose name is Philip Polani, and whose father is Baron Polani, lord of the Sweetwaters Hills, is honored to be invited to participate in this retro knightly competition."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Philip, you're handsome, you're here to talk to the girl?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I have a saying that I don't like very much, look over there, there are a lot of beautiful noble ladies sitting over there, why do you have to talk to me if you don't go to them? You should know that I'm a weirdo, no one wants to play with me, and besides, I'm not interested in you. ”

"You're not a weirdo, Your Majesty Princess, no matter how those big-mouthed guys spread rumors, you are the most beautiful girl in my mind."

"Oh?" Edgar looked at the aristocratic boy in front of him and asked with interest, "You are really interesting, do you really think so?"

"Of course! I'm all saying from the bottom of my heart, you just don't like to dress up, in fact, many ladies don't look half as beautiful as you after removing their makeup. ”

Philip starts to make a big fuss, but he's telling the truth.

Although Edgar Midknight was a savage and rude princess, she also inherited the unparalleled beauty of her mother, Emperor Sarantos Midknight, in her youth.

In terms of her true appearance after removing her makeup, she will not lose to her sister Rosemary.

Edgar had long, silky silver hair, beautiful like a silver waterfall, but only if she had washed her hair and not been unkempt like she was now.

The color of her eyes was a combination of the silver-gray of her mother, Empress Sarantos, and the azure blue of her father, Duke Langford, and her pupils took on an extremely rare lilac color.

There is a good saying, beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

Although Edgar has many freckles on his face, many fine hairs on his skin, and a scar on his neck from mosquito bites, he still looks greasy because he has not washed his face.

But her extremely three-dimensional and perfect facial features saved the pull

She has high eyebrow bones, deep eye sockets, a slender face, a flawless nose, thin lips, and a pointed chin that looks quite delicate.

If she had taken every little time to groom and maintain good personal hygiene, her appearance would have surpassed that of all the noble ladies present.

But then she wouldn't be the "Princess in Costume II-" Edgar Midknight.

She was not interested in dressing up like her sister to please and attract the attention of the aristocratic boys, and it was better for no one to pay attention to her, so she was happy.

The sunny and handsome big boy Philip in front of him was obviously a spoiled and polite aristocratic son, Edgar couldn't bear to reject him directly, but said tactfully:

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Philip, I've made an appointment with the other boys to watch the game, so...... I suggest you find other ladies to keep you company. ”

"Ah, that's really unfortunate, Your Majesty Princess, dare to ask whose son is so lucky to be favored by you."

"Uh...... Well...... this."

Just as Edgar was worried about how to answer, she saw a boy in a wheelchair under the stands, and hurriedly said:

"Oh! Mr. Philip, I'm sorry, my male companion is here, and it's the one in a wheelchair. ”

"Oh? Are you Mr. William Einfoot II? It turns out that you have made an appointment with the eldest son of the Marquis of Da Li, and I will help you push him up. ”

"You're such a warm-hearted! Thank you for your help, Philip, this is a reward for you. ”

Edgar leaned close to the boy Philip's face and kissed him gently.

The aristocratic son Philip Polani looked incredulous, and his eyes widened with excitement:

"Na...... I'm ...... It's not a dream!

I...... I want to treasure this kiss! I'm planning to ...... a week Oh...... No, a month! I haven't washed my face in a month!

I got a kiss from Her Majesty the Princess! ”

Satisfied, the boy staggered out of the stands, and after a while he pushed Young Master William, who was in a wheelchair, to Edgar's side, and then politely bid them farewell.