"What, are you also here to convince me for the sake of the kingdom?"
Seeing the man approach her, squat down, and meet her gaze, Felt pouted.
"Of course not. What does the survival of the kingdom have to do with me? I'm here to convince you for your sake." Graham said.
"For my sake?"
"Exactly. Felt-chan, think about it. That Sword Saint is arguably the strongest person in the world. With him around, basically no one can harm you. And as the princess he supports, you can order him around as you please. Doesn't that sound appealing?"
Felt's lips curled in displeasure, "But I don't want to be a king. I hate nobles!"
"If you hate nobles, then it's even simpler. Once you become king, with a single command, all the nobles will disappear, and you can do whatever you want. Don't you want that kind of power?"
"Why are you saying this? Do you want that kind of power?" Felt eyed him suspiciously.
"What do you mean I want it? You're the princess here. I just think there's no need for you to refuse." Said Graham, then he cleared his throat and continued:
"First, your identity as a princess gives you every right to participate in the Royal Selection. Second, have you forgotten what I emphasized? The Sword Saint is the strongest person in the world, and the Astrea family behind him is incredibly powerful. Even if I can protect you for now, I can't protect you forever! You've seen the Sword Saint's attitude. He's determined to take you, even if it means abandoning his knightly principles... Perhaps in his eyes, saving the kingdom is more important than your feelings."
Seeing Felt furrow her brows in thought, Graham paused, then continued, "Of course, I'd be willing to protect you for a lifetime, but only if you become my maid!"
"Huh? You're still holding onto that idea?" Felt's cheeks flushed.
This reaction made her feel truly needed.
Although this guy kept talking about making her his maid, unlike Reinhard, he genuinely respected her opinions and didn't force anything on her. He was a good person!
"Well~ Having a cute little maid is my wish. So, what's your decision?"
"I don't want to be a king. I want to be your maid!" Felt declared resolutely.
"Good!"
Graham smiled slightly. He understood that this was Felt's way of testing him.
After all, words alone were far less convincing than actions!
Drawing his dagger, Graham pointed it at the Sword Saint, Reinhard, who wore a bitter smile.
In the end, it seemed they would have to fight.
"Let's fight. If you win, you can take Felt. As I said before, the loser has no right to make demands!"
"Sigh... Alright, then I apologize in advance!"
*Hum~*
The Dragon Sword Reid trembled and unsheathed itself, landing in Reinhard's hand.
"Brother Graham, be careful. I will definitely take Felt Ojousama. This is to save the kingdom..." Reinhard said resolutely.
"Who's your brother? Felt is my maid. If you want to take her, you'll have to step over my corpse!"
Graham didn't waste any more words. Activating his 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception', he stepped closer to his opponent.
"Graham-san, there's no need for you two to fight like this! Please stop!" Emilia looked at him with concern.
After all, the Sword Saint was known as the kingdom's strongest. She was worried Graham might get hurt.
"Don't worry, Emilia-san. Although I'm not entirely confident, I don't think I'll lose. Being able to fight the Sword Saint is worth the trip~"
This was a great opportunity to make a name for himself.
Winning or drawing would both be fine. Either way, he wouldn't lose!
Moreover, Graham didn't believe his 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception' were inferior to the Sword Saint's Divine Protections.
"Be careful... "
Seeing Graham approach, Reinhard's eyes narrowed. He gave a warning before suddenly swinging the Dragon Sword.
In an instant, a sword beam dozens of meters long erupted from the blade, sweeping fiercely toward Graham!
Reinhard was born with weak magical power and couldn't use magic, but his physique and Divine Protections allowed him to automatically gather surrounding magical energy, increasing the power of his sword beams!
This enormous sword beam was proof of that!
In other words, at this moment, Graham wasn't just facing the Sword Saint Reinhard, he was facing the world itself!
But what was there to fear from a mere magical sword beam?
Graham's expression didn't change, he did not dodge, nor did he stop walking, which surprised Reinhard.
With a casual wave of his hand, the massive sword beam seemed to let out a mournful cry...
*Poof!*
It vanished without a trace.
"What?!"
Frowning, Reinhard was baffled. His sword beam, at 50% power, had been dispelled just like that? It was too absurd!
This opponent truly deserved the Dragon Sword's wariness!
His eyes sharpened, and Reinhard began to take this seriously. Such an opponent was worth his full effort!
He had always longed for a battle with a powerful foe!
*Hum~*
Magical energy surged around him, madly flowing into the Dragon Sword, creating immense pressure.
The ground around Reinhard cracked and shattered, centered at his feet.
*Boom!*
A deep crater exploded beneath him, and the red-haired Sword Saint disappeared from sight. In the next moment, he reappeared, slashing his sword toward Graham.
Using his full strength was a sign of respect for his opponent!
*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*
The sound of clashing weapons rang out repeatedly. In just a dozen seconds, the two had exchanged dozens of blows!