Battle Race in the Fantasy World

Battle Race in the Fantasy World – 29

EP.29 The Free Part Has Ended. Now The Main Story Begins

‘The princess is one of the empire’s top ten warriors. Princess Yurika, the fifth princess, is among the empire’s top ten…’

No matter how much he tried to recall, he couldn’t remember seeing any comments with similar content.

There had never been any mention of the princess in either the best comments or the regular ones.

If there had been, the readers would have immediately jumped on it as a new topic of discussion.

More importantly, the empire’s top ten warriors. The name alone sounds incredibly powerful.

The members probably include sword masters, great wizards, and the like.

He never expected that a slender and beautiful princess would be among them.

‘It’s truly an identity beyond imagination.’

Kyle slowly clenched and unclenched his fist.

He could still feel the force of the fifth princess, Yurika’s punch.

The moment he blocked her fist, his arm trembled with a buzzing sensation.

It wasn’t just the surprise attack that was threatening. She had genuine skill.

Strength, speed, there wasn’t a single area where she lacked.

Had his reaction been even slightly delayed, he would have taken a proper hit and been rolling on the ground.

Hmm, the thought of tumbling around in front of a woman. Just the thought is horrifying.

“I beg of you, please, Student Kyle. We cannot have any more of this. The Minister of Education is upset. It was shocking enough that the princess made an unexpected visit, but now ministers from the Ministry of Finance, and even the Special Affairs and the Internal Affairs Ministries are coming.”

As he was leaving the headmaster’s office, the headmaster was almost pleading with him.

Begging him to please keep quiet from now on. To stop attracting attention.

Hearing that, Kyle honestly felt wronged. Very much wronged.

The only thing he had done recently was the duel. Just that one time, and that was it.

Even that duel wasn’t instigated by him, but by someone else.

In other words, from his perspective, he hadn’t caused the incident, he was simply caught up in it.

Of course, there was also the time he destroyed a desk during his self-introduction, but let’s skip over that.

‘What exactly is the situation? What is about to happen…?’

It was a moment of regret for not having read the main story again.

He thought he had a rough understanding of the key characters.

Yet, he had never heard of Princess Yurika, one of the empire’s top ten warriors.

There was no rule saying that another character of the princess’s caliber couldn’t appear in such a situation.

His head was throbbing. Irritation was beginning to rise.

He remembered how novel protagonists would reincarnate and handle politics and everything else so well.

But he wasn’t confident about such things. And he didn’t even want to think about it.

All he wanted was to live comfortably at the academy and perhaps experience that sweet thing called romance.

He couldn’t just be trapped in his territory, smithing until death, could he?

And he certainly didn’t want to continue with a diet worse than hell.

‘Suddenly, I’m really craving carbs.’

After leaving the headmaster’s office, he hurriedly made his way to the plaza where Tisha and the saintess would be.

However, on the way, he received disheartening news.

“Is the saintess still giving her blessing?”

“No. She just finished a little while ago and left.”

“Ah… that’s too bad. I wanted to see the saintess, even if just for a moment.”

“Don’t even mention it. It’s like you can really see why the gods chose her as the saintess.”

Those friends too are in awe of the saintess’ beauty. Very commendable!

How could he not be pleased when a character he like is being well-received by others!

‘Of course, it’s truly regrettable that the saintess has left.’

Smacking his lips with disappointment, he continued on his way to the plaza.

But then, someone came running up with a flurry of footsteps, attempting to swiftly grab Kyle’s hand.

– Thwack! –

The problem was that Kyle’s body was currently tense from the unexpected fight with the princess.

And his nerves were unwittingly on edge.

“Eh?”

– Whoosh! –

Kyle deftly dodged, which naturally resulted in the person diving forward.

What happened next was predictable. They fell over just like in a picture.

– Thud! –

“Kyaa!”

Is this an ambush? Kyle thought, but then he recognized the familiar figure.

No matter how he looked at it. Again and again, it was the same person he had seen earlier in the indoor training hall.

And it was the back of the woman who had been ascending the platform in the plaza.

“Saintess?”

“Shh! Quiet! They’ll hear you!”

The woman, who seemed to have fallen quite painfully and was even shedding a few tears, gestured with her hand.

Then she stood up, looked at Kyle, and gave a sheepish smile.

“It’s an honor to meet my benefactor here again. You’re the one who showed me the way earlier, right?”

“Ah… Yes. That’s right, Saintess.”

“And you were also one of the people watching me in the plaza just now.”

‘Gasp. She knew that too? My goodness, the Saintess saw me! She noticed me!’

“It’s an honor. I didn’t expect you to remember that.”

“Of course. You’re my benefactor, and you were a miracle that came to me today. If it weren’t for you, I would have gotten lost again and probably faced quite a predicament for not arriving on time. The guards waiting outside would have been sighing and searching for me!”

Hearing her confidently talk about getting lost and others searching for her,

Kyle realized one thing for certain.

Our Saintess. No matter what you imagine, she’s more seriously directionally challenged than that.

Meanwhile, the Saintess, giggling, slightly lowered her hood.

It seemed she wanted to show Kyle that she was indeed the real Saintess.

“Just a moment, please. Saintess. Not here.”

“Eh?”

Kyle quickly grabbed the Saintess’s hand and led her to a less crowded area.

He couldn’t bear the thought of other people interrupting this moment with his favorite character.

Misunderstandings must be avoided. Absolutely, absolutely no impure intentions were involved.

None of that nonsense about her being like a daughter or a sister to him.

He simply wanted to meet the Saintess without any disturbances.

“Anyway, let me introduce myself properly. I carry the embarrassing title of Saintess in the church, Hildegard Dominica de Agatha Seraphim. You can just call me Hilde!”

After introducing herself, the Saintess added her own flourish with a “ta-da!” Kyle almost clutched his chest in response but managed to hold back.

But to call her casually? he will certainly address her with the honorific ‘Saintess’!

The name Hildegard is nice, and the nickname Hilde is certainly pleasant.

However, a saintess should be called ‘Saintess’ to truly capture the essence, right?

“Now that I think about it, I got so excited that I didn’t even ask for the name of my benefactor!”

“There’s no need for such formalities, Saintess. Please, don’t mention it.”

“No! It would be rude not to use proper language with my benefactor!”

‘Ahhh, I feel purified. All the stress and worries that had built up are vanishing.’

Is this the presence of a woman blessed with divine love, the Saintess?

Tisha, who keeps trying to discuss aboyt sorcery, and Elga, who seems to be constantly watching over him.

And now, Princess Yurika, who throws punches as soon as they meet.

For Kyle, who had been troubled by so many women, this was almost like a light of salvation.

“I am Kyle, the second son of the Baron Jonathan.”

“Kyle Jonathan… Jonathan… Oh! Aha!!”

Suddenly, as if realizing something, the Saintess clapped her hands with a bright smile.

Then she exclaimed, “I know you!” and mimicked a punching motion with a “swoosh!” sound effect.

“Like this! You broke a sword with your bare hands in a recent duel, right?”

“Ah… Yes. That’s, well, essentially correct.”

“That’s amazing! You must be a very strong person! And yet you show such humility, it’s truly moving and a joy for me. May the gods look kindly upon you, Sir Kyle.”

Watching her press her hands together earnestly in prayer…

Beyond purification, he was nearly on the verge of attaining enlightenment.

Fortunately, the Saintess held him back before it actually happened.

“Then, Brother Kyle. I have received a kindness, and I would like to repay it.”

“Ah! It’s really okay. I’m truly fine, Saintess. It was just showing the way, after all….”

“Not showing the way can lead a child to become an orphan, and a good person to fall into evil ways. On our paths, if there is even one person who can show the right way, that person is a saint, an emissary of the gods, and ultimately the embodiment of good.”

‘So please, let me repay this kindness!’ She exclaimed, her mystical silver eyes sparkling, unable to express everything in words.

With a direct gaze, she looked at him, and Kyle found he could no longer refuse.

“Well, then… in that case, Saintess.”

‘May I ask for just one autograph? Oh, an autograph is like a signature, a signature.’

With beautiful handwriting as lovely as your kind heart, earnestly written.

And if she is writing it anyway, it would be even better if she could write ‘To Kyle,’.

And if she could add ‘To the most wonderful benefactor,’ before it, it would be the icing on the cake…

“May I take a look at your arm?”

Contrary to the wild imaginings in his head, his mouth blurted out something completely unexpected.

“My arm?”

The Saintess tilted her head in confusion, wondering what kind of request this was.

But soon, as if it were no trouble at all, she rolled up her sleeve and showed her arm.

Dazzlingly white skin, the scent of the woman as fresh and fragrant as the spring air.

Despite the fact that her actions were more than enough to captivate the hearts of many men,

“Hmm.”

Kyle was focusing on something else entirely.

“Saintess.”

“Yes, Brother Kyle.”

“Do you, by any chance, not exercise?”

If others had seen Kyle’s reaction, they might have screamed, ‘Are you out of your mind?!’

The Saintess had just revealed her fair skin, and instead of admiring it, he was suddenly spouting nonsense.

But this was a truly important matter.

At least for Kyle, who had the blood of the Jonathans flowing through him.

‘This is too thin. How can she even hold a staff with this?’

Internally clicking his tongue, Kyle was continuously checking the muscle condition.

‘Brothers? Who said anything about an official wife?’