How to Subdue the Masochist Princess 213

Chapter 213 – What?

—Chaeeng!

Sharp metallic sound. Cold blades collide and sparks fly.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Wolfgang’s forehead.

It was quite rare to see him look so flustered.

“What the hell is this?”
“What are you doing? It’s shameless. How dare you step in here?”

The attack just now came as a considerable threat even to him.

It was a sudden surprise attack in a defenseless state.
Even the slightest delay in reaction would have allowed him to suffer a fatal wound.
If it was an attack from a halfway opponent, he would snort and break the blade with his bare hands.

Opponent is Astrid.

Was it the same for her that she never neglected her training even after the war?
The feeling of weight felt from the contact blade is considerable.

-Shaking…

A fierce stalemate in which neither side is easily pushed back.

Each other’s swords are trembling dangerously as if they will be smashed at any moment.
It would be a different story if we started using auras or elevating imagery, but at least in a pure power versus power showdown, one side isn’t easily overpowering the other.

“Huh?”

In other words.
It also means that both of them are only aiming for the moment when the balance collapses.

Astrid glanced at Wolfgang and raised the corners of her mouth crookedly.

“Look at this…? Are you hitting me?”
“…First, put down that knife.”
“I don’t like it. What will you do if I don’t put it down? Just a stranger.”

Obvious psychological warfare.

It is a ploy to break the other person’s composure and try to get in between the gaps.
Of course, normally, Wolfgang wouldn’t be suitable for such tricks.

Now the case is a little different.

He was now suffering from a serious inner conflict.

‘Would you rather raise your strength and finish it at once? No, that doesn’t work.’

The sudden surprise was also a surprise.
Most of all, the thing that hits the target the most is that Wolfgang is in a situation where he can’t show off his current skills.

If you show a little more sincerity here, Astrid will find out who he is right away.

The two have battled several times in the past.
And one of them was a bloody battle at the risk of each other’s lives.

As a result.
Wolfgang and Astrid got to know each other too well.

What are your unconscious habits when fighting?
Where do you put most of your energy when you wield a sword?
What is the approximate degree of twist in the wrist?
At what timing do you fake your movements?

Even such trivial habits have become familiar to the eye.
It is the kind of memory that will never be forgotten no matter how much time passes.

Although they didn’t know their heads, they remembered each other clearly in their bodies.
Even if you forgot, if you put your swords together, you will be revived in no time.
A warrior never forgets a foe who once threatened his life.

Until the death.

“Haa, but you… How long are you going to see me?”

—Chiying!

Could it be that he couldn’t stand the excessive force?
The two clashing blades vibrate rapidly and begin screaming.

At first glance, it sounded close to deafening cacophony.

“Sigh…!”

Curiously.
As time passed, the frequency of the vibrations caused by the two blades gradually matched.

Finally.

—Keeeee

Begins to play a melody reminiscent of the climax of a string piece.
A clear and beautiful sound that does not go well with the bloody atmosphere.

Sword

“Oh oh!”

At that time, a pure exclamation burst out from the back of the two swordsmen.

“Is it Carl’s song? This is a very rare sight to see.”

Should I call that bold, or should I call it impudent?
Chief Bjorn sat down in his seat, his arms crossed.

Even though her daughter was fighting a duel with a stranger, it looked like she was watching a performance.

“Tch…!”

Seeing this, Astrid clicked her tongue in displeasure.
Wolfgang couldn’t possibly understand the behavior of the father and daughter.

‘What… ‘

It’s just ridiculous.
It’s getting harder and harder to figure out what kind of bizarre situation this is.

It doesn’t seem like a trap for now.
If that was the case, it would have been a long time since a knife flew from behind.

If so, what if?

Wolfgang groaned and asked for support from the Frosttooth Chief.

“Aren’t you going to stop me?”

Although it was questionable whether she would really leave her daughter alone and take the side of the stranger.
At least, he wondered if the chief who invited him to this place would still be able to have a conversation.

However, his reaction mercilessly betrayed Wolfgang’s expectations.

“Why should I? It’s fun.”

A truly irresponsible answer.

He was now watching the confrontation between the two with an exciting expression, even with a drink.
Even if the two of them saw the end like this, they seemed to be very calm and weak, as if they wouldn’t care at all.

‘Shit. That daughter and that father… ‘

Wolfgang barely swallowed the curse that rose to the top of his throat.
This is why barbarians.

“…!”

At that moment, Astrid’s gray eyes lit up.
Could it be that Wolfgang, who frowned slightly, assumed that he was tired before him?

“Ha!”

— Whiririk!

Astrid tries to bind while holding the sword with both hands.
The long confrontation is broken, and swords and swords become entangled like snakes.

“Die!”

As I turned the sword around with great force, the opponent’s posture was slightly disturbed.
Then, as if she had finally seized the victory, a delightful smile appeared on her lips.

Astrid’s sword rushes aiming at Wolfgang’s neck.

‘As expected.’

But Wolfgang was not taken aback.
His eyes sink calmly.
This was her habit he was familiar with.

Astrid has a habit of pushing through even if it’s too much once she has the upper hand.

It is an opponent who has already won once.
Even if you experience the same fight, the perspective of the winner and the perspective of the loser are clearly different.

Her powers and skills improved, but her weaknesses remained the same.

—Kaang!

“A nonsense trick.”
“Oops!”

Wolfgang calmly raised his sword and responded.
In the wind, both of them lost their posture and stumbled.

That was exactly what he was aiming for.

“Kuuu! You bastard!”

Chaeeng! Above their heads, their swords intertwined once again.
Before she can respond, straighten her up again.

— Whirik!

“What?!”
“It’s over.”

Wolfgang, who let go of his sword, instantly crouched down and reduced the distance to Astrid to zero.
He then grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up, and slammed her to the ground.

“Kahak!”

Astrid’s eyes widen at the impact of her body colliding with the ground.

Wolfgang seized the opportunity to grab her wrist and press hard on the tendon with her thumb.
Degururu, the sword he had been trying to hold on to until the end rolls across the ground powerlessly.

“Shit!”

Wolfgang immediately jumped on top of Astrid and pressed her neck with his forearm.
In an instant, she was completely overpowered.

“Keuheugh…!”
“Give up.”

— Puck, Puck!

It was Astrid who continued to attack Wolfgang with her arms and legs even while she was struggling to breathe.
To Wolfgang, the exhausted opponent’s outbursts can only be perceived as aegyo.

“Keep it off! Let go of this…!”

Wolfgang’s cold gaze as he looked down into her hateful eyes.
No matter how superhuman you are, if your airway and carotid artery are compressed at the same time, you will inevitably feel a threat to your life.

Soon after, Astrid’s struggles slowly subside and her expression contorts.
But Wolfgang did not let her go until the very end.

It was because Astrid was by no means a formidable opponent to be vigilant to this extent.

—Kwu-wook… !

“Is it surrender?”
“…”

She squeezed her neck harder and asked if she wanted to surrender, but there was no answer.
Tens of seconds later.

– Less…

Anxiously trembling eyes.
Right before she lost consciousness, the emotion on her face was a clear expression of fear and defeat.

“It’s over.”

Before long, Astrid’s eyes rolled over, and her limbs slowly began to lose strength.
It ended up fainting.

Slowly rising from his seat, Wolfgang carefully raised Astrid, who was drooping.

“Whoa…”

Even though he was the one who was attacked first.
He couldn’t stand still as he had mercilessly knocked her daughter down in front of her father.

Astrid leans over Wolfgang with her unconscious.

‘… It’s better to be quiet.’

Because of that, Wolfgang had no choice but to fully feel Astrid’s touch, whether he liked it or not.

She is a beastly woman, but looking at her like this, she was definitely a beauty in her beauty.

A well-balanced body with the physical beauty of a warrior and the curves of a voluptuous woman.
If I had to put it into words, she was a similar type to Agnes, but perhaps because she was taller, she was more slender overall.

Would it be like this if we reflected Agnes’ curvature on Arienne’s body proportions and drastically increased her muscle mass?
In terms of formative beauty, it is perfect with almost no flaws.
The body was too hard, so the taste of hugging would be a little off, but even taking that into account, it was a top-notch female figure.

The positions that would suit her are normal and bent.
Since he is tall, he will be able to handle the 69 posture, which other lovers find difficult.

After making her naked, the taste of appreciating her humiliated expression must be very good.
Contrary to his fierce appearance, he seems to be weak against persistent affection.

Could it be because she enjoys an excessively dissolute sex life with many women?
Or is it because the excitement of her battle has not subsided yet?

“Yes, you won.”

Wolfgang, who had been sexually harassing Astrid without even realizing it, suddenly came to his senses when he heard the chief’s voice.

“Excuse me. I was suddenly attacked.”

The face of the daughter who quietly closes her eyes and the figure of the chief looking at Wolfgang alternately.
Wolfgang’s conscience was pricked by that gaze, and he cleared his throat for no reason.

‘Was it too much?’

To be honest, it was never strange even if I was kicked out like this.
If you think about it differently, isn’t he himself a bastard who will tear his precious daughter to death by holding her fan until she faints?

By the way, I had always felt a sense of incongruity from before.

“Honestly, I didn’t expect you to beat my daughter. No matter how raw it was, it was a fight… No, rather, because of that, you can see that your qualities as a warrior are even better.”
“I was lucky.”
“Haha! I was lucky to have been able to subdue the enemy who attacked me without difficulty. I guess the word luck is used in a slightly different way in the Empire?”

The chieftain’s gaze looking at him is a little too benevolent.

Are you having a bad relationship with your daughter?
To that extent, the grown-up daughter still maintained the title of father.

If that’s not the case…

— Creepy!

Wolfgang, who recalled the worst imaginable case, instantly had goosebumps all over his body.

The world is wide and there are many tastes.
Among them, of course, there are those who enjoy indigo.

The face of the disguise he is currently wearing is obviously a very handsome man.

It’s a very disgusting imagination.
No other hypothesis came to mind that could better explain the chieftain’s favor so far.

When I think about it, the deep gaze of that bearded bald head makes me feel very uncomfortable.

‘Should I just kill him and run away?’

Although Wolfgang hesitated involuntarily and took a step back from the chieftain.
The chieftain’s warm voice, which he heard before long, contained a content far beyond his imagination.

“Hey, what do you think of my daughter?”

What?