"No! I object to this marriage!"

The king suddenly opened his eyes from unconsciousness and jumped up from the ground like a fish, only to find his daughter and two maids looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Hey, did I say something wrong? No, why did I pass out? The king fell into a brief moment of memory confusion, clutching his head in thought.

Ah, it seems like I was planning to wake up my daughter, and then when I opened the door, I saw... saw...

Impossible, it doesn't exist, how could my daughter be in love with another girl? It is impossible for the maids to be involved, and having a child is even more impossible. It must be my hallucination.

Maintaining a calm expression, Guran comforted himself. It must be because I didn't sleep well last night, leading to misperception.

But when he turned his head, he saw that the loli he had just seen was being held by Aya, almost causing him to faint again.

"Don't faint so easily, you idiot." Tiran looked at him with dumbfounded eyes, "Let's make it clear. No matter what misunderstanding you have, it's all nonexistent, it's all fake."

"Fake? You and the maid..."

"Fake."

"And the child over there..."

"Fake, uh, no, it's found on the way, it's not something Aya and I created."

"And the modified knight uniform..."

"Fake, fake!" Tiran replied stiffly, sweating all over his face, quickly changing the subject, "Anyway, don't worry about all of that! Why did you come looking for me so early?"

"Oh, about that," the king wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, coughing twice, "I just wanted to remind you not to forget about this morning's lesson. It starts at 8 o'clock sharp, and the etiquette instructor is already waiting in the classroom."

"Classroom? I didn't know there was such a place in the palace." Tiran blinked, looking confused.

"Don't play dumb, it's useless. By the way, I remind you that it's not early now, so don't be late. Otherwise..." The king glanced at the clock on the wall and ominously reminded him.

The hands on the dial pointed obliquely to 7:55.

"You old bastard, remember this!" As if seeing his precious items fall into a burning flame, Tiran wailed and quickly rushed out of the room.

"Your Highness, wait! You're not wearing shoes!"

...

Five minutes later, Tiran successfully burst into the classroom at the very last second of being late.

The reason why the verb "burst into" is used is because the princess didn't bother to walk through the door. The structure of the palace was too complicated, even Tiran himself would occasionally get lost. If he took the normal route, the etiquette classroom located in a tower might as well be cold leftovers when he arrived.

So, after coming outdoors and confirming the location of the etiquette classroom, Tiran simply flew there.

As a result, when the etiquette instructor whom the king had invited was waiting by the door for the princess, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking glass behind him, and then saw the princess, wearing torn clothes and shards of glass all over, jump in through the window.

Is this the way she presents herself... Although he had heard about it earlier, it seemed that this princess was not an easy character to deal with.

"Teacher! I'm not late, am I?"

The etiquette instructor silently turned to look at the clock, the hands conveniently reaching eight amidst the cracking sound.

"No, but I hope Princess Tiran can come a little earlier next time, and please use the door next time. Otherwise, I will report this to His Majesty."

"Yes! From today on, I will study hard and make progress every day! Please teach me a lot, teacher!"

...

"Hey, is she actually studying seriously? Is this a fake princess?"

Sitting at the edge of the classroom, Aya held Juju in her arms, watching Tiran learning the tedious and intricate noble etiquette under the guidance of the etiquette instructor.

Half an hour after Tiran's etiquette class began, Mimi and Aya, who had tidied up the messy room, arrived late as personal maids.

- Mimi came out of loyalty to take care of the princess at any time, and brought a complete set of tea-making tools and snacks. As for Aya... he brought a daughter, ah, a beast-eared loli. Juju still seemed sleepy after being awakened in the morning, but Aya didn't want her to stay alone in the room, so he had to carry her in his arms and let her sleep.

Looking at this, they are becoming more and more like mother and daughter!"Come to think of it, it seems a bit... " For the first time ever, Mimi had the same feeling as Aya. Reflecting on Tiran's usual daily routine, besides necessary training and eating and sleeping, it was basically just idling around and occasionally wandering into that secret room. As for studying, it didn't exist.

"Now that you mention it, there's something else that I'm a bit concerned about. Isn't she the second princess of this country? Shouldn't she have been raised with proper etiquette since childhood? How on earth did she end up like this..." Aya sighed. If Tiran's personality could be better, he wouldn't have to live such a difficult life.

He had been struggling with this question for a long time. Aya had been to many countries before, but had never seen a princess or royal who liked reading books and collecting figurines, and had no sense of etiquette whatsoever. Anyway, considering his powers were currently sealed, he couldn't escape from being the "servant of the princess" for the time being. So he might as well take this opportunity to get to know his mistress better.

"To be honest, I'm not quite sure. Her Highness... has always been a quite... independent person since she was young." Mimi hesitated for a moment, ultimately using a more tactful adjective.

"Just say she's an oddball... Ouch!" Aya was about to laugh, but got hit on the head.

"Even so, Her Highness is still a member of the royal family. When discussing, you must maintain respect in your heart!" Mimi said sternly.

"I don't see you treating her with much respect either." Aya complained, rubbing his head.

"That's because I have to constantly remind Her Highness to maintain the image of a royal member. Plus, regardless of her personality, Her Highness has achieved quite a lot in many Realms. She has solved many problems in the Mathematics Realm that even scholars have failed to solve. And when she was not yet of age, she modified the artillery equipment of the Imperial Guard, increasing its power threefold. With a single shot, she can destroy a level one military fortress without engraved guardian inscriptions."

"She even assigned herself that skill?"

"Yes, it was personally named by Her Highness as 'The Italian Cannon', and it is still one of the top-tier weapons in the military."

"... Although I don't understand the name, it gives me a sense of indescribable power. It seems to be a very powerful weapon indeed."

"Achoo!" Tiran suddenly sneezed while listening attentively to the lecture on etiquette. Rubbing her nose, Tiran wondered, did she catch a cold last night? But with her physical condition, that shouldn't be possible, right?

...

After dinner, the princess remained sitting at her desk, studying diligently. The tabletop was piled with books of various thicknesses.

Mimi went to make coffee for Tiran, leaving only Aya, Tiran, and a certain beast-eared loli in the room.

"I didn't expect you to be so hardworking." Aya was also touched by Tiran's dedication to studying and picked up a book. Of course, it wasn't a boring textbook, but a novel written by a famous bard.

"Shut up and don't disturb me while I'm studying!" Tiran raised her head from the pile of books, giving Aya a displeased look.

It's annoying, really annoying. She thought she wouldn't have to deal with homework or exams anymore, but now she's being forced to do this? Tiran felt quite frustrated. What's even more annoying was that this stupid dragon beside her kept blabbering without knowing any better. Doesn't it know that mocking someone who is studying seriously would bring bad luck?

"Seriously, what's the point of studying? You can already slay dragons, why bother with these basics of Chi theory?"

"That's right! I also think... cough, no, I mean! Learning is a lifelong thing. Learning makes me happy!" Tiran tried to chase away the distractions in her mind, glaring fiercely at Aya, "Don't disturb me anymore! Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"That's just unreasonable..." Aya looked dumbfounded. Clearly you don't want to study either, so why bother? It's just some books, figurines, and body pillows, right? You can always buy more. Besides, with Roger's cultivation skills in Beacon City, mass-producing figurines is not a problem. But considering that the princess could easily kill him with her strength, Aya wisely shut up, holding the book and the floofy creature, and hid in a corner, reading silently without saying a word.

With her ears free from noise, Tiran breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze back to the books on the desk.

"Basics of Chi Theory... using meditation to increase mental power to guide the energy flow, enhance it, and release it as an attack... circulation loop... outlet pathway..."To be honest, aren't these things all about feelings? What's the point of writing them down in a book! It's ridiculous to think that giving a mentally disabled person a secret book could turn them into a master! And what about that extremely foolish etiquette and physical training? How come these ancient and cumbersome rituals haven't died out under the wheels of history? Is it so hard to just shake hands and give a simple hug as a greeting!

And then there's the basic of alchemy. Why do I have to learn something like that? Killing matter and recreating it, what kind of nonsense is that! And constructing a basic skeleton to duplicate and accumulate materials throughout the years! Do you think you're some kind of superhero!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, especially since there's a pile of homework waiting for me that I probably won't be able to finish even if I stay up late. I really want to punch someone right now!

*Yawn* Aya stretched lazily, supporting her upper body with her arms as she glanced at the clock on the wall and muttered softly to herself, "Huh... it's already nine o'clock... I should probably go to bed..."

Crack.

Tilan suddenly snapped the feather pen in her hand.

"You idiot! Let's go to the arena and have a fight! Right now, immediately!"

"Huh?! Miss, I was just talking to myself! What did I do wrong?!" Aya, who was unexpectedly hit, expressed her grievances.