I Am No King's

Chapter 17: The Compulsion

"And who are you?"

I asked the male figure in this extravagant, extravagant outfit. From the number of non-functional ornaments, coupled with the words “regal knightku”, it is clear that he is a prince. This guy has wavy blonde hair that touches his shoulders. Too long for a man. I reckon.

Behind him, there were several maids and two people wearing light armor. The armor they wore was generally used by palace guards or backline troops. I suspect the two men in armor are his regal knights.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Charisma Sabarbian, the first son of Julia Sabarbian. To my right is my current Regal Knight, Nordi Einztatts, and to my left is my retired regal knight, Eliot Armstead,"

Actually, I already know who this man is. I put him on my blacklist. I just want to act a little impolite by pretending not to know the prince.

On the other hand, Nordi Einztatts, I remember him because he was one of the people I defeated in Battle Royale. She has blonde hair that stands with blue eyes. However, this man is not important. More important is the other man.

Eliot Armstead is a man who is old enough. He already had no hair, but his mustache was extremely long, without a beard, like an ancient oriental figure. Although old, I can feel that he is quite sprightly and ready to fight at any time.

"Ah, sorry for the carelessness of the servant, Prince Charisma."

I apologize, just a pleasantries.

"I think Eliot sent you a letter of challenge. Didn't you take it?"

Yes, I accept it. There are some letters of challenge from someone named Eliot. Since I wasn't interested, I ignored and threw away the letter. Of course I can't say it. I need a reason.

"I'm sorry, but right now I'm more focused on guiding the Emir to be a good wife. According to the servant, the Emir, who will probably be a servant family, is a priority more important than the challenge of someone who is not a servant knows."

After saying so, I glanced back, seeing the Emir's reaction. And as I expected, his face was blushing as if he was boiling. In fact, she stood behind Jeanne to hide her face. However, it is useless for her to stand behind Jeanne if her face still appears from Jeanne's shoulder.

"Then you're training Jeanne's regal knight, you don't mind fighting Eliot, do you?"

"I'm sorry, but I have to refuse that request."

"Huh? And why would that be? Are you afraid of losing? Was the battle royale champion who won without losing HP the slightest bit afraid of the regal knight who had retired? Are you afraid that your achievements will be destroyed for not being able to use your cunning means?"

This guy is trying to provoke my emotions. Unfortunately, I don't care about it. If I was lured by such a simple confrontation, I would have long died in the black market world.

"Not what I mean. But right now, I have to train the Ufias who next week have to escort Princess Jeanne to the Kingdom of Mariander. Although the Kingdom of Bana'an and Mariander are in a state of peace, there is a possibility of a rebel attack. And that cannot be ruled out. The life of Princess Jeanne is at stake. I beg Prince Charisma to be understood."

Actually, I didn't want to accept the challenge just because I didn't want to bother. Not only that, I didn't see any luck even though I won. This is not a battle royale, my request cannot be granted.

"Huh, it turns out that the best battle royale champion is just a loser hiding behind duty," Charisma again mocked me. "Emir, your request to become a commoner and marry this loser man is indeed appropriate. You are the loser and also your brother who asked for the request is equally the loser. You're a loser family."

Ahh, is this the drama and strife between the family of the concubine and the empress that I often hear about? Oh yes, by the way, Charisma is about the same age as Princess Yurika, four years older than me. But from the way he spoke, I could only see him as a little kid who was upset that no one wanted to serve him.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

I've guessed. The Emir will not remain silent. Well, I think it's normal that he's angry, his family just got insulted.

"I GUARANTEE ELIOT WON'T BE ABLE TO WIN! HE WON'T BE ABLE TO DEFEAT LUGALGIN WHO IS ABLE TO DEFEAT ZAGE AND ME!"

And, things are getting worse.

"Oh, is that true? Then why won't he accept Eliot's challenge? Isn't that proof that he's just a coward?"

"KAU—"

I immediately extended my right hand to the right, stopping the Emir who was about to advance past me.

"Lugalgin..."

Ahh, well, it's time for me to stop my good behavior. But, before that.

"Mr Princess Jeanne, since the servant is your guest, the servant asks permission to express an opinion to Prince Charisma without using formal language."

"All right, I'll let it go."

Jeanne nodded, giving me permission.

All right, time to start my extortion.

"Prince Charisma, can you please give me a reason why I should fight Eliot? Because honestly, even though I won, I didn't see the advantage."

"Are you not a knight? This fight is something you must accept to prove your strength to everyone, especially to that male figure.” Charisma looked towards Bastion. “With this fight, if you win, then you will get recognition and respect. You will no longer get the demeaning look you are now experiencing."

That was your biggest mistake.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a knight. I'm just a merchant. For traders, recognition and respect without profit is not something we seek. And again,” I threw a glance at Bastion. “No matter how high of a reputation I get, the Alhold family will not accept someone like me. That's a fact."

Bastion teeth when I look at it with a condescending look.

"Then what are you looking for?"

"Sorry, I don't want to say it. This is my personal matter."

"Huh, at the end of the day you're just a loser. You really fit in with that loser's family."

"KAU—"

The emir exploded again. I'm getting tired of this routine.

"Emir, calm yourself."

"But..."

"Take it easy."

I repeat my words. The Emir who heard me had to be quiet. He just threw a ferocious glance at Charisma.

"If I didn't know some royal family, I would have argued that all royal families are people who can only insult others when they don't get their wish."

"What did you say?"

"Compared to Princess Jeanne and Princess Yurika, to me you are only a lowly noble who uses insults to lure opponents. In fact, I know some Barons who behave more honorably than you.”

"YOU...."

I can see Charisma starting to ride. Several veins have appeared on his veins.

When I compared him to the Baron, his pride would definitely not accept. How could, one of the highest noble titles in this Kingdom, the royal family, compare to the lowest noble title?

I took out all my words not because I forgot my position, which was a commoner. Among the nobility and the royal family, especially my clients, Charisma does not have good achievements. He can't negotiate. Even if I say all those insults, only a few nobles and the royal family protest.

Moreover, right now, I am under Jeanne's protection. As such, the news that was circulating was that Jeanne agreed to my words. When that happens, the faction that dislikes Charisma will actually gain strength.

I twisted my body and walked towards Ufia.

"Ufia, let's continue the training on the spot yesterday only. This place is not conducive anymore."

I haven't heard Ufia's answer yet, my instinct is active. I lowered my body, dodging the sword slash above my head. I turned and swung my toyak into the attacker's hand, breaking it.

"OAHHHHHH!!!!!"

My assailant is Nordi, regal knight Charisma.

Still in a low body position, I let go of the kick into Nordi's stomach, throwing it at the end of the room.

Without amulet protection, this is what will happen when a weapon hits your body. He's a knight school graduate, I'm sure he didn't expect this.

"That's ironic. A few weeks ago you insulted me for not sticking to the chivalric code of conduct, but now you're attacking me from behind."

"KAU—"

"Well, that's enough," Jeanne interjected. "It's already starting to get out of control. Charisma, if you don't have something Lugalgin wants, you don't have the right to challenge him. And again, right now, he is my guest. If you want to take your time away from me, you have to offer me something too. Understood?"

"WOMAN JUST SHUT UP!"

Clangs

At once, Eliot and I stood between Joan and Charisma. We crossed our weapons.

Behind Eliot, Charisma had almost drawn his sword. Behind me, Jeanne didn't budge.

From the outside, Jeanne was silent, doing nothing. However, if you look into his hands carefully, you will see that he is ready to pull the hidden knife.

"Young man, how about we fight right now?"

"I have no advantage even if I win. I don't want to."

Eliot and I exchanged opinions while our weapons were still at odds. Finally, we both backed off, keeping our distance.

I have to say, maybe he's stronger than Zage.

"Is there nothing you want?"

"Well if you force. I want all the orphanages that are under the name of Prince Charisma transferred management to Haia's foundation, Prince Charisma vowed not to set up any more orphanages, and the entire Sabarbian family swore never to target the empress again."

Everyone is silent. Not a single response was heard. It seems that they did not expect my wish at all.

"You, who do you think you are? Dare to make that claim?"

Charisma boils. I could see his face flushed.

"In royal rules, the challenged party is entitled to apply for the desired prize conditions, right? If you can't fulfill it, please leave. And again," I stopped for a moment. "My instinct is that if I lose, you'll force me to become your regal knight and win the next two battle royales to come, right?"

"Young man, greed has its limits."

"I'm not greedy" I refused Eliot's words. "If I win the two upcoming battle royales, the Sabarbian family will automatically become empresses. It's normal that you lose to get the opposite."

"alright. I agree to your request. In this way, your fight and Eliot's gonna be done today."

"Not so fast" Jeanne interjected. "As I said, Lugalgin is my guest. I also want rewards, no matter he wins or loses."

"Huh?"

"If you don't want to, I won't accept your challenge. And Lugalgin had no right to take it." Jeanne confirmed her statement. "Right now, Lugalgin's time is mine, not yours. I want you to pay because it's taking the time that should be used for me."

"Sad. What do you want?"

"Ten million zenith is enough."

"Huh? Only ten million? Alright. I'll give you ten zenith right now."

Charisma took the phone out of her pocket. Not long after, one of Jeanne's servants approached Jeanne with a cell phone.

On the other hand, Jeanne grinned when she saw the phone screen.

"Alright, you can challenge Lugalgin."

So, this is why he invited us to train at this school.

"Alright, with this, the match between Lugalgin Alhold and Eliot Armstead will be conducted in this training hall. I, as a teacher and instructor, Bastion Zas Alhold, will be the judge and referee of this fight."

Without any cue, Bastion suddenly declared himself a jury and referee.

"To compensate, I, Maria Ahrienna, the servant of Princess Jeanne, will also be the judge and referee."

Two judges and a referee? You guys must be kidding me. Although balanced, one sided with the opponent and one sided with me, they would never result in a unanimous decision. We need one more referee, which is completely neutral. I don't see anyone who's neutral enough in these conditions.

"In that case, let me be the third judge and referee."

A new voice sounded. We all turned to the source of the voice and looked at the man with long white hair and beard. He had a fairly well-built body, inversely proportional to the wrinkles that filled his face.

"The principal? What made you come here?"

Bastion was the first to respond to the headmaster's arrival.

Without heeding Bastion, the headmaster came towards Jeanne.

"I'm sorry, Princess Jeanne. This room should have been reserved by Princess Jeanne, but your time has been interrupted. Again, I apologize."

"It's okay. Although Charisma is only a prince, not a crown prince, you still have no power to stop him. It's inevitable."

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"So, this is your plan."

"You mad?"

"Not really," I refused Jeanne's words. "At least I will fulfill one of my life goals with this fight."

"But I still have to apologize. I'm sorry, Lugalgin. And, I'll give you some of the money I got from Kharisma."

Jeanne apologized to me. In fact, he slightly lowered his head.

Actually, without Jeanne bowing her head, I've forgiven her. I got something I wanted out of this fight.

"Not to apologize. Sooner or later this will happen because I've always ignored Eliot's letter of challenge. Precisely with you here, I can say all my insults to Charisma earlier."

I just smiled a little in response. I don't know since when can I have such a casual conversation with a Princess. I don't know, I wasn't conscious. Maybe this is all thanks to the Emir.

"But, what's with the orphanage? Why did you ask for it?"

It's only natural that Jeanne asked. My request is completely beyond everyone's expectations. Does he really need to ask? However, if he asks, then agent Schneider still does not know my track record.

"Watch I pay the debt. And again, you should know what's really going on behind Charisma's orphanage."

Jeanne was silent for a moment. He sees me sharp.

"You knew?"

I didn't answer Jeanne, just smiled

"Gin, I'm sorry I got out of control."

The Emir suddenly got into our conversation.

"No problem. That's exactly the right thing. If you had been quiet when your family was insulted, my judgment of you would have dropped drastically."

"Ehehe, thank you."

Meanwhile, Ufia was just sitting quietly beside the hall, resting. while resting, I told her to pay close attention to this match. In addition, I also forced her to eat more portions. Exercise without adequate nutrition and rest will be useless.

From the information provided by Jeanne and the Emir, Eliot was one of the strongest regal knights in history. He was able to control dozens of arrowheads (eyes of arrows) and use two swords simultaneously. The dozens of arrowheads were moved like birds that would keep spinning and attack me.

Eliot is over 60 years old. He retired before the Zage became a regal knight, so no one really knew his abilities when compared to Zage. He was also one of the best graduates of the knight school throughout history, just like Zage. But in my opinion, he is stronger than Zage.

We, Eliot and I, wearing amulets and a screen at the end of the hall became indicators of our HP. Meanwhile, Nordi was no longer visible. He was taken to the nearest hospital.

I don't know what weapon I should use against Eliot.

I came to this hall carrying my main arsenal box. This box has a size of 1.5 meters x 0.5 meters x 0.8 meters.

The contents of the main arsenal box are a pair of shields and toys that I use in the battle royale, an 8 mm caliber mini gun mounted shield on the side, a pair of 9 mm caliber pistols with a 30 cm long bayonet, and back protection.

"Gin, you don't want to take Eliot seriously?"

The Emir asked me a question, which was still confused about choosing a weapon.

I looked at the Emir. He did not look into my eyes, but into my hands. Yeah, I'm wearing leather gloves. With these gloves, my ability to eliminate opponent control will not be able to use.

"No, I don't want to."

"Are you sure you can win?"

"Forget? Did I not hear wrong? The stubborn and hot-blooded Emir asked if I could win? Aren't you the one who declared that I would win?"

"Ta, but. I answered him because of emotion. I—"

"Emir," I interrupted the Emir. "Trust your future husband."

Silent emir. He looked at me with a shining gaze, not as dark as before.

"Good!" The Emir responded cheerfully.

Well, if I'm serious, I'm gonna take my gloves off.

"OK, okay. The romance was over," Jeanne interrupted us. "Gin, pick a weapon and fight Eliot. He's been waiting."

"Eits, there's envy..."

Jeanne just stood still and puffed her cheeks.

Hahaha, I feel like I won when he puffed his cheeks without a reply.

All right, out of confusion, I think I'll bring it all. I put hooks on the waist, right and left, and hooked a pair of pistols with a bayonet. Other than the bayonet, one thing I modified from was the addition of a hole in the tip to hook it around the waist.

I wear a shield on both shoulders. I turned the toya into a three-sectional-staff and I put it behind my waist. I wear both hand guards too. Lastly, I prepared a mini gun on the right hand. I've reduced the ability of this mini gun to 300 bullets per minute, not 2000 bullets per minute.

On my back, there was a bag of bullets attached to a mini gun. This bag has a capacity of 800 bullets.

This is the first time I've brought all the weapons in this body together. Usually, I just take it from the arsenal box if I want to use it. Really heavy. However, since there is a safe fighting chance, I want to try to do this.

"Gin, aren't you exaggerating with your weapons? Especially that mini gun."

"If you say this mini gun is excessive, then what do you call the Emir's turret tank?"

Me and Jeanne threw a glance at the Emir. The Emir just smiled and threw a glance.

I walked to the center of the Hall, where Eliot was ready.

"Well, are both parties ready?"

I'm nodding.

Eliot nodded.

The headmaster nodded.

"alright. The fight begins."

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Hello Everyone. in this chapter, there is a change of terms from the previous “head tank” to “turret tank”. unfortunately, turret does not have a proper translation in Indonesian yet. For google translate, there is only a choice of dome or small tower, but different intentions. So I had to use English. In addition, Author also uses the term “arrowhead”, not “mata arrow”, for the sake of word efficiency

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