Chapter 211: The Second Princess’s Humiliation Duel

Xuelong Rose, the second princess of the Kingdom of Roses, had displayed extraordinary courage and wisdom since childhood.

At the age of twelve, she single-handedly defeated a rampant bandit gang, demonstrating astonishing strength. At fourteen, she led the people in resisting a ferocious beast tide, protecting the safety of their homeland. At sixteen, she personally slew a phoenix, bathing in its blood; her fame soared thereafter, and she became an undisputed hero in the hearts of countless citizens.

Though Xuelong shone brilliantly in the spotlight, she also had some minor flaws. For example, her style of action could be overly rash; she liked to charge alone into enemy ranks and sometimes lacked grasp of the bigger picture. When she spoke, she was always blunt and direct, often expressing her thoughts without thinking and overlooking others’ feelings.

Ordinarily, she stayed by the side of her personal guards. No matter what she said, no one dared contradict her to her face, and she had grown used to that compliance. But now that she had returned to the royal capital and was still the same, she naturally had to suffer a little for her overly forthright personality.

At this very moment, she was about to pay a painful price for having previously questioned her mother’s savior—

“Do… do I really have to do this?”

Xuelong trembled slightly; her snow-white, flawless skin gradually flushed pink. Beneath the unblinking stares of the two girls, her long, firm legs quivered faintly.

“Hehe~ Little trash big sis, you’re not going to go back on your word, are you?” Bai Yue Ling rested one hand on her slim waist and covered her mouth with the other, laughing softly. “You’re the kingdom’s second princess. If even you break your promise, does that mean your royal family—”

“No, it has nothing to do with the royal family. This is my personal issue!” Xuelong shouted.

“That’s right, it’s Second Sister’s personal behavior, unrelated to the royal family,” Vicky said with a cheerful smile, selling out her own sister without hesitation. “So, my dear Second Sister, hurry up and fulfill your promise and apologize to Little Bai~”

“Guh…” Xuelong clenched her silver teeth; beads of fragrant sweat slid slowly down her forehead.

To make her do something this humiliating would be worse than killing her once—after all, she had two revival chances per day.

But a bet was a bet.

Xuelong looked down from above at Bai Yue Ling. Seeing the teasing smile on the bratty girl’s face, she took a deep breath, then gently removed her phoenix-scale light armor and laid it neatly on the ground beside her.

…

Beneath the phoenix-scale armor was a gray bodysuit, somewhat like a one-piece swimsuit but more form-fitting, perfectly outlining a lithe yet powerful physique. The fabric bore a snakeskin pattern, giving off a wild, mysterious aura.

Just as Xuelong was about to bend her knees, she heard Bai Yue Ling say playfully, “You’re not done taking it off yet~”

Xuelong glared. “Don’t tell me you want me, in front of you—”

“I never said there was only one piece.” Bai Yue Ling put her hands on her hips and smiled in a taunting, playful way. “Traaash~”

Vicky also nodded. “Second Sister, how can you only take off one piece? For a prostration apology, going fully nude is common sense.”

“B-but… damn it… that I would, in front of you little brat…”

The shame and anger on Xuelong’s face deepened; her fists clenched tighter and tighter.

But in the end she gritted her teeth and removed the final snakeskin bodysuit, folding it neatly atop the phoenix-scale armor. Then she slowly knelt down, hands pressed to her forehead, hair falling to the ground, assuming the most humiliating dogeza posture like a captured knight.

“S-sorry! Priest Hero… before, I was too foolish… to question your…”

“Thank you for healing Mother!”

The moment the words fell, Xuelong turned into a white blur, snatching up her clothes and putting them on at nearly invisible speed.

In less than two seconds, she had returned to the heroic girl she had been before. Only her faintly flushed skin and heaving chest revealed how flustered she had just been.

By contrast, Bai Yue Ling looked utterly satisfied, as if she hadn’t had enough.

She was extremely happy.

Recently, she had constantly been bullied, teased, and toyed with by older women, almost without any power to fight back.

A bratty little devil girl who kept getting defeated by big sisters—how embarrassing! It was practically a disgrace to all bratty girls!

She had been on the verge of becoming a plaything for big sisters… but at this very moment, a frank big sister had delivered herself to her door, helping her regain a great deal of confidence.

Hah… it had been a long time since she had bullied a big sister this pleasantly~!

In short, one word—

Awesome!

“Huff… huff… satisfied now?” Xuelong panted uncontrollably, her phoenix eyes fixed on Bai Yue Ling, who still looked unsated. “I never expected that the famous Priest Hero would have such vulgar interests…”

“Eh~ how is it vulgar? The love of beauty is human nature.” Bai Yue Ling crossed her arms and deliberately showed a disdainful expression. “Besides, I’m actually a bit disappointed… I originally thought the Second Princess’s figure would be even better, like Lady Qingjin’s. But after seeing it just now… it’s only so-so.”

“D-disappointed?!” Xuelong’s eyes widened in fury. “You—!”

In truth, Xuelong’s figure was absolutely curvy and athletic. But compared with her mother, it was somewhat insignificant.

After all, in Bai Yue Ling’s mind, Qingjin had always been in the same tier as Mingdie and Histana.

“Yes, disappointed. I’ve seen many big sisters—don’t doubt my eye.” Bai Yue Ling put her hands on her hips proudly. “Among all big sisters, you’d rank at most around the middle~”

“The middle… I—I can’t tolerate you anymore!”

Xuelong raised her silver spear, pointing it straight at Bai Yue Ling’s throat. “I challenge you to a duel, in the royal capital’s arena!”

“A duel?” Bai Yue Ling tilted her head. “I’m a level twenty-one priest, you’re a level fifty warrior. How am I supposed to fight you?”

“It doesn’t matter. The arena’s magical barrier will suppress us back to level one; our physical abilities will be completely equal,” Xuelong said in a low voice. “No skills or items, and equipment limited to what the arena provides. Beyond that, we rely on our own ability.”

“Will there be lots of spectators?”

“No. A private duel has no spectators, but you may invite your own friends and family to watch.” Xuelong lifted her chin slightly. “And the wager… will be just like what I did—before all present, the loser goes fully nude and performs a prostration apology to beg forgiveness!”

Hearing this, Vicky thought, ‘This is bad,’ and quickly tried to dissuade her: “Second Sister, that’s a bit too much. Even suppressed to level one, Little Bai is still only a priest, and you’re a warrior…”

“No.” Bai Yue Ling raised her right hand. Under Vicky’s astonished gaze, she said confidently, “I accept.”

“Good.”

Xuelong nodded; her earlier anger vanished instantly, replaced by admiration. “For the sake of your unhesitating courage alone, even if you have those vulgar interests, I will still befriend you.”

Bai Yue Ling smiled. “Don’t think you’ve already won, trash big sis~”

Unlike the two of them, Vicky’s eyes held only shock and doubt.

‘Accept? Why would Little Bai accept? How could she possibly win?’

‘Could it be that Little Bai actually wants to do a prostration apology—some kind of masochist?’

Vicky didn’t understand the reason, but because of her one hundred percent dark-fall inclination, she instinctively sided with Bai Yue Ling.

She produced a cup of black tea from nowhere and handed it to Xuelong. “Second Sister, have some tea.”

Xuelong, completely unguarded, drank it down in one gulp. Moments later, her steps grew unsteady, her eyes unfocused, and she swayed before collapsing to the ground.

Seeing Bai Yue Ling still standing there in a daze, Vicky pointed at Xuelong and said, “Why are you still spacing out? Hurry up and corrupt her.”