Approaching noon, the palace in Milanía remained calm as usual...

"Oh my god, someone's been killed!"

Upon hearing the screams coming from the hall where the king was located, Captain Costa, who was on duty today, immediately reacted. He drew his sword and led his soldiers to rush towards the hall.

How could someone infiltrate the palace and assassinate without being detected by the Court Magicians' barrier? How did they manage to do it? Could it be that a super powerful individual had arrived? Costa's expression was grim as he ran, continuously speculating about the possible enemy he would face, feeling immense pressure.

Arriving at the front of the hall, the heavy doors were tightly closed. Faint sounds of banging and shattering could be heard from inside. At this moment, Costa couldn't care about anything else. With a swift motion, he unsheathed his sword and kicked the door. Despite being locked, the door was easily kicked open by the sixth-level knight.

"Your Majesty! Are you alright? We are here to..."

However, when Costa and his soldiers saw the scene before them, they were dumbfounded as if they had all fallen into silence. They stood still, not uttering a word.

Why did this kind of situation happen again?

The assassin was wielding a long sword, frantically attacking His Majesty the king. Sword Qi erupted, and fierce gusts of wind filled the majestic hall, which was now completely in ruins. Meanwhile, His Majesty was dodging around pillars, agilely evading the attacks like a clever dancer. However, every now and then, a sword aura would land near a pillar or wall, causing a horrifying sight.

The situation was extremely urgent, but Costa hesitated whether to intervene or not.

Because the assassin was none other than the princess, who held titles such as the "Silver Warrior Princess" and the "White Rose Knight." So, was this an attack on the king, or was it a tender interaction between father and daughter?

Furthermore, while Costa wasn't exactly sure about the princess's strength, he was certain that as a sixth-level knight, he would be defeated in an instant if he went up against her. At a time like this, even if he wanted to stop it, he was powerless.

Hmm, speaking of which, the previous time he had intercepted the princess at the palace's gate probably left a negative impression. Perhaps it would be better to go and help the princess by taking care of His Majesty... Costa stroked his chin in contemplation.

"Hey, boss, it seems like His Majesty is about to be done in by Princess Tizelán. Shouldn't we do something?" one of his subordinates whispered.

"Right, as palace guards, we can't just stand here and watch." Costa made up his mind.

And then...

"King, put down your sword... er, what kind of nonsense is this? Anyway, Your Majesty, although I don't know what you did, the princess wouldn't trouble you without reason. It's better for you to admit it honestly," Costa coughed and cleared his throat, shouting towards Princess Tizelán.

"You idiot, Costa! I- Ooh, hold on, Tizelán, calm down! You're about to cut his throat!" His Majesty panicked, unable to struggle as the sword was pointed at him.

"It's fine, dying is not a problem. Just make sure to send a message to those idiots who wanted to marry me, telling them to get lost before I die," Tizelán sneered as she sheathed her sword at her waist.

Relieved from the imminent danger, His Majesty let out a sigh of relief. He straightened his disheveled collar and expressed his helplessness, "There's really no room for negotiation in this matter. According to tradition, your marriage should have been arranged two years ago, and the fact that it was postponed until now is already an exception. If I don't take care of this matter soon, someone will start urging me through letters."

"Those ministers are poisonous. They don't think about how to govern the country and instead cling to these trivial matters every day," Tizelán grumbled, curling her lips.

"You can't say that. After all, you are a princess of the kingdom, and there are some things that must be done," sighed Gu Lánxiū, wearing the expression of a wise elder as he spoke with weight in his words.

"So, what do you actually think?"

"To hell with those bastards who had ill intentions towards my beloved daughter! This arranged marriage is just a facade. In reality, it was to let Little Tizelán see what kind of people they really are, so that she can completely cut off any intention of getting married and stay by her father's side with peace of mind."

The King suddenly covered his mouth. Oh no, he accidentally spoke the truth.

"My dear daughter, I was just joking... hey hey hey, why did you draw your sword again!" At first, the King attempted to explain seriously, but quickly realized it was pointless when his daughter was angry.

A moment later, the princess left the side hall with a pensive expression, leaving Koster and the soldiers standing by the door, wide-eyed.

"Hey you, go call for a stretcher for His Majesty and find a healing priest from the temple quickly."

...

Standing in the hallway, Tiran contemplated by holding his chin. Although it was satisfying to give that old bastard a beating, it seemed like she couldn't avoid the blind date. After all, she understood that her father was not wrong. If she were a princess in any other country, she would probably have been engaged before coming of age, and would have gotten married shortly after the coming-of-age ceremony.

In other words, she couldn't escape from it, so she had to find a way to deal with it.

Hmm, what could be done?

...

For Aya, if there was anything worse than being pursued by a dragon-slaying team in the wilderness, it was probably studying.

"I'm going to die, Miss Mimi, please let me rest for five minutes."

She rested her entire body on the desk, with her arms pressed down on a notebook. Aya turned her face weakly and pleaded with Mimi.

"No, finish this question first."

"I really can't, if I keep studying, I'm really going to die... it's so inhumane!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not human, so I guess I lack humanity. Besides, you were the one who begged me to teach you in the first place, so if you regret it now, it's your own fault." Mimi looked disdainful.

At this moment, the door to the study was pushed open, and Tiran peeked in and sighed in relief. "I knew you were here, Aya, come with me."

"Huh?"

...

"So, Your Highness, do you intend to sabotage the blind date set for you?" After hearing Tiran's words, Mimi arched her eyebrows.

In the dimly lit room, two maids and Tiran sat in a circle on a soft wool carpet, their expressions serious, giving off an atmosphere of a secret spy organization meeting.

"Yes, I specifically asked you to come because I wanted to seek your professional advice and help those guys go home obediently." Tiran clasped her hands together and supported her head with her elbows on a low table, instantly becoming Commander Ding, "Knight Aya, what do you think?"

"..." Aya remained silent for a moment, pressing her face. Then, she suddenly stood up and forcefully pulled open the tightly drawn curtains, letting sunlight flood the room. "Why did you close the curtains... and by the way, what kind of professionals are we?"

"Ah, don't move! The atmosphere is ruined!" Feeling uncomfortable with the sudden brightness, Tiran squinted her eyes and reached out to pull the curtains back.

"Never mind, forget what I just said," Aya gave up, turning to leave. "I can't do this, I can't do this. You should find someone else."

"We actually have a plan," Tiran blinked, a mischievous look appeared in her eyes, causing Aya to have a bad feeling, "um... Aya, how about I give you a chance to become a boy again?"

"You're not suggesting that I play the role of a boyfriend to scare away those who come for the blind date, are you?" Aya already guessed what the princess was up to.

"Well, actually I want you to pretend to be my fiance."

"Oh-" Aya deliberately dragged her voice, then her tone changed, full of reluctance, "No, get lost."

"Why are you refusing? Didn't you always want to dress as a boy?" Tiran looked at him with her chin resting on her hand, a playful expression on her face.

"I'm not a fool. If a mysterious fiance suddenly appears by the side of the noble White Knight, not to mention whether others will suspect, I'd probably be beaten to death by them in a minute."

"Tsk, I don't know who was saying they wanted to become a knight, but can't even stand up for a weak girl."

"You? Weak?" Aya rolled her eyes.

"And besides, you can't refuse, can you?" Tiran smiled and waved the contract charm on the back of her hand.

Aya went pale instantly and slammed her head on the low table. Damn it, she forgot about this! The absolute obedience contract was still imprinted on her body!

"Please spare me. Why not let Miss Mimi do it? She would be happy to serve, right?" Aya looked hopefully at Mimi.

"Apologies, Your Highness. While I would also like to help alleviate Your Highness's burden, it is difficult for me to disguise myself as a boy... " The maid head lowered her head with some regret, her gaze falling on the towering bulge in her maid outfit, muttering under her breath, "Too easy to expose..."

Tiran's expression instantly became blank. Instinctively, she also lowered her head, resulting in a double blow.

Hey hey, are you mocking me? It absolutely seems like it! What exactly is the purpose of having a busty maid head like this!

"Your, Your Highness?" Seeing Tiran suddenly crestfallen, Mimi paused, realizing that her words had dealt a ton of blows to her Highness. She hurriedly tried to console her in a fluster, "Your Highness, don't give up! You're only seventeen this year, there is still room for growth! Look, Aya is over two hundred years old and still not as good as Your Highness!"

Although it sounded fine at first, something felt off...