‘Blue ranger with a rapier in hand challenges the King. Valiant effort, magnificent battle, still Florence becomes a queen.’ Arnacia recalled a line from the novel and her heart lurched.

‘Yale Alucard! What is he doing here???’

The intruder smiled magnificently. His bright eyes observed everyone except the fallen knight. In process, he tapped his palm over his ear to fix his hair. This highlighted the wrist armor that covered the back of his hands.

“Ladies, I wish for all of you to forget what happened today,” Yale Alucard said.

‘Why is he looking at me?’ Arnacia suspected. However, this thought vanished just as it sprouted.

‘He’s looking at Isabelle!’

“How dare you kick the door of Women’s Court of Justice?” Rose said, pointing her sword towards the intruder.

“Foolish woman,” Yale fixed his hair again. He didn’t even look at Rose.

It incited her, and she charged towards the yellow-haired man. Just when she defeated a fool, another one barged in by breaking the door.

Rose’s sword drew an arc towards the man, aiming straight for the man’s neck. She knew that rapier carriers were nimble and expected the man to evade. But the man stood in place until the last second.

Yale lifted his hand to block the incoming sword. He did not dodge and took the impact head on.

Clang!

The sword completely stopped on touching the armor, which refused to budge.

The wrist armor didn’t even move a centimeter, nor did Yale’s hand.

Rose quickly jumped back on seeing the result. Shock was splattered all over her face. She barely managed to carry away the sword with a weak grip

“I only wish you to forget,” Yale smiled. “But please do it after handing me over that girl.” He pointed out with certainty.

Isabelle’s head automatically shook on seeing the man. His face might look handsome, his demeanor was outstanding. But she felt his finger was pointing right in between her forehead.

Rose also felt pressured by the man’s authority. Silently, the words - ‘Knights are useless’, echoed in her heart. She tightened her grip on the sword’s hilt.

Last impact had made her hands shiver like that of a little girl. Mild pain was heating up her grip. But she stepped forward and swung the silver sword.

Yale’s smile widened. He simply stood there and waited for the sword to arrive. Only a light noise sounded when the sword met with his wrist armor. Same scene played out from last time.

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Except the fire in Rose’s eyes!

Just as Yale blinked, she threw a sidekick. It connected with the man’s chest, but again, she had failed.

Yale stood there like an unmovable wall.

Rose moved back quickly. She was now farther than her original position.

Yale looked down to check his coat. The blue flax with golden buttons had a footprint on it. He lost all his composure on seeing the dirt.

“Do you know who I am?” Yale howled silently.

“A scum!” Rose snorted in displeasure.

To her surprise, Yale suddenly moved. Before she could properly lift her sword, the golden knight was directly in front of her!

Yale swung the back of his armored hand towards Rose’s face.

The movement of his hand was very slow, unlike his dash, but Rose’s body froze in terror.

It baffled the onlookers. Isabelle covered her eyes in a split second. Whereas Arnacia squinted her eyes as if the armored slapping motion was made in her direction.

Yale’s hand sped up when it was halfway to Rose’s face.

The female silver knight’s eyes also shut, for the hope of evading was non-existent.

Sound of a bloody slap, however, never echoed in the hall.

A gloved hand held Yale’s hand only two centimeters away from Rose’s face.

The grin on Yale’s face immediately vanished. He hopped back and immediately the gloved hand let him go.

‘She made her move!’ Arnaica opened her eyes before Isabelle. The veiled lady had stepped forward just in time to save Rose.

Yale sized up the lady and rushed towards her to throw a punch. The decision was natural. He had to eliminate the new variable. And why couldn’t he be able? It was just another woman.

The lady stood still, her one hand held the fur which hid her figure.

She swiftly evaded the oncoming punch. But, before she could relax, another dozen of punches were thrown at her!

Yale was like a madman. The ferocity of his punches was devilish.

The veiled lady danced like a butterfly in the deadly rain, untouched by mortal filth.

Yale couldn’t accept the result. After one random full swing of his arm, he extended his hand to draw out the rapier. The lady was only half a meter away when the thin blade swung towards her.

Arancia watched without blinking her eyes.

‘Special ability, Untouched!’

The blade passed through the lady’s body. Yale smiled, but at the next moment, his face turned ugly. His eyes quickly moved around to detect the lady that vanished into thin air.

Rose was now at the side, her head moved around to look for the lady.

Isabelle was far worse, she didn’t know where to look.

But Arnacia? She was looking up in the air, right from the start!

From the darkness of the ceiling, a figure slowly emerged. The lady’s leg slashed down like lightning. Her thigh split dress, with cutout almost reaching the hips, aided her actions.

Yale noticed when the leg was only a meter away from him. He quickly put up this both arms to block the heel.

The lady’s bare legs clashed on the metal armor!

Yale experienced an overwhelming force just as the leg touched his wrist armor. The godly swipe made his hands crash on top of his head.

Unimaginable pain emerged from Yale’s skull. His knees bent and his head crushed, face first, on the floor.

The tiles cracked and red seeped in between.

“Do you know who I am?” the veiled lady casually said.