Chapter 62: Clairvoyance (3)
“A victor has emerged! I hereby declare that Third Princess Asella von Württempelt has triumphed in a rightful duel trial!”
Lauga’s voice rang out loud enough to shake the arena.
In front of me, Georg, who had just come back from the brink of death, was gasping for breath and clutching his chest.
“This can’t be... I... I’m the master of Tojin Palace, the rightful next emperor—how could I...?!”
“You’re wearing triangle briefs, sir.”
“Silence!”
Georg flailed an arm at me. He was stripped to his underwear thanks to Disarm, his face smeared with snot and dirt—hardly intimidating.
It was a mild poison, just enough to weaken him, and I’d already administered the antidote, so he wasn’t in any danger.
Asella stepped forward, her chin raised as she stomped against the ground.
“Georg. Don’t think I’ve forgotten. You lost the duel—so you’re banned from the imperial palace for the next three years.”
“Don’t be absurd. Tojin Palace is mine. I’m a member of the royal family! A successor! Who dares banish me, and by what authority?!”
Georg jabbed a finger toward Asella, his voice rising in desperation.