Her action, whether unintentional or a deliberate seduction of Karl.
In any case, Triss, who was behind them, narrowed her eyes slightly, her face showing a hint of indignation as she looked at Keira, having already detected Keira's little scheme.
Karl was someone she had met first; before she even made a move, Keira had already gone up to him, and that was absolutely unacceptable!
Immediately, she took a few steps forward, gently grasped Keira's wrist, and separated her from Karl.
"Keira, why don't you go talk to Sir Adalric? You're familiar with him, so Sir Karl can be left to me."
Keira folded her arms, tapping her fingers on her arm, her gaze wandering between the two with suspicion.
She recalled Triss performing hydromancy at home and her deliberate actions to lead her to the central square all along the way.
She felt she vaguely guessed Triss's true purpose for going out, under the guise of shopping with her.
She let out a soft hmph, then stepped closer to Karl again, her eyes curving into a smile, and lightly tapped his breastplate with the back of her hand.
"Sorry, Triss, I refuse your suggestion."
"This isn't a secret matter; there's no need to discuss it separately. I think everyone can hear at this distance."
"Sir Karl, what was your bet with Sir Adalric? Could I pay it for him?"
Karl was surrounded by the two sorceresses, Triss and the other, expressing their closeness to him with an ambiguous attitude.
On the surface, he remained calm, but in his heart, he had already begun to ponder.
Wait a minute, during this time, have some things happened that he doesn't know about?
Triss had met him once before and had some rather ambiguous contact, so her friendliness was understandable.
But Keira hadn't even met him; what was going on? Could this be the unique competitive drive between women?
"I'm afraid, ladies, you probably cannot fulfill Sir Adalric's bet for him; the wager is not just money..."
"What else, Sir Karl?" Keira frowned tightly, glancing at the silent Adris.
"He needs to shout three times in front of everyone that he is a coward."
Karl said the bet that Adris was unwilling to fulfill with a flat, expressionless face.
"What?! Who proposed such a wager?" Keira was startled, asking in surprise.
"The knight's duel was initiated by Sir Adalric, and the bet was proposed by me. He eventually accepted it, which means he had no objections."
"Hmph! Foolish! Adris, since you voluntarily proposed a knight's duel, you should have considered the consequences beforehand. Now, fulfill the bet."
Keira sneered, pointing at Adris, and said indifferently.
Adris clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, and after a moment of hesitation, finally shouted three times.
"I... Adris, am a coward!"
"I, Adris of Karryas, am a coward."
...After shouting the three sentences, Adris looked dejected, as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and he slumped to the ground in despair.
As soon as he shouted these three sentences, he knew what his reputation would be like in the future; he would probably be called a coward wherever he went.
Look, that's Adris of Karryas, he's a coward!
At this moment, Keira calmly added: "Furthermore, Adris, our connection ends from this moment on."
Upon hearing this, Adris trembled even more, falling backward completely, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.
As for Adris's despondent reaction, Keira was quite indifferent, showing no concern at all.
Because, for her, a nobleman whose reputation was ruined had already lost his greatest utility.
Moreover, the other party was merely a minor knight, not even a baron, completely insignificant.
Just a knight; many are newly knighted every year.
Nobles from barons upwards who possess hereditary fiefs are the ones who truly hold influence within the court.
"Thank you for your fair judgment, Herald."
"You're welcome, Sir Karl, it is my honor to witness a sacred knight's duel."
"After the identity verification, we will send someone to notify you in advance to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament."
Subsequently, Karl received the money bag that originally belonged to Adris from the Herald, and simply thanked him for his fair judgment.
He smiled and nodded to Triss, then prepared to leave the scene.
"Wait..."
"Wait, Karl."
Almost instantly, Triss and Keira both spoke at the same time, calling out to Karl.
Both were startled, then looked at each other.
Immediately after, Triss's expression subtly changed, and she was the first to question: "Keira, don't you have enough lovers?! What do you want to do!"
Suddenly, she was like a lioness, baring her fangs in a show of dominance, defending her right to a mate.
"Oh, Triss, I haven't said anything yet... I want to talk to Sir Karl about the Martial Arts Tournament."
"Of course, if Sir Karl doesn't mind, I'd be very happy to have some pleasant things happen with him." Keira giggled and winked at Karl.
However, Keira's wink could only be thrown at a dog.
From beginning to end, Karl never looked at Keira directly; if he wasn't afraid of not being able to beat her, he would definitely beat Keira to a pulp.
Just from Keira burning the only remaining memento his mother left in the world, that letter, after barely glancing at it twice.
And her belittling Elisa, such an extremely disrespectful act towards his mother, caused Karl's perception of Keira to drop to freezing point.
Keira's personality truly corresponded one by one to his analysis: vain, greedy for power, manipulative, and focused on personal gain.
"Uh, I think you two might have some conflicts to resolve; perhaps we can talk another time?" Karl's mouth twitched, and he quickly gestured to Dalton with his eyes.
Receiving the signal, Dalton quickly brought the horses, and Karl decisively mounted his horse, urging it to turn around.
Suddenly, both women looked stunned, their eyes wide, watching Karl with an expression of disbelief.
They, two sorceresses and royal advisors, had called out to him repeatedly, yet he seemed unwilling to engage with them?
Especially Triss, a hint of resentment gradually appeared in her eyes, and she thought to herself.
"Oh my, does my beauty have no appeal to him at all?"
"Otherwise, why does he always have such a cold attitude, and is even unwilling to talk to me for a few extra words."
"It was the same when we met yesterday; he simply told me his name and then left in a hurry."
At the same time, Keira's thoughts were quite similar to Triss's; she also experienced a psychological fluctuation of doubting her own charm.
"Lady Triss, would you be so kind as to tell me the location of your residence? When are you free..."
"I'm free tonight. I live on the second street off the central square, the second building around the corner."
Before Karl had finished speaking, Triss, looking impatient, immediately told him the location of her residence.
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