Five minutes later, at the entrance of Margaret Nearl's small courtyard.
"I apologize for startling you, Mr. Chiarne. Please believe me, Aunt had no ill intentions."
The brilliant healing light in Margaret's hand gradually extinguished. Her expression remained serious; although her words were an apology, her tone clearly implied she was seeing him out.
"If I intend to join the company club, I will contact you later."
Across from her, Chiarne rubbed his aching lower back, a somewhat stiff smile on his face, as he and his bodyguard exited the courtyard.
"Then I won't see you out. Until next time, Nona Margaret, Mr. Goki."
He looked at the man in the black trench coat, who had once again become inconspicuous, standing on the grass. His gaze instantly turned sinister, as if he wanted to engrave Goki's appearance into his memory.
"No one wants to see you out, hurry up and leave! There won't be a next time, Mr. Chiarne—if you want to spread rumors about Margaret to the media, you'd best weigh whether you can afford to offend the Old Man!"
However, before he could look for another moment, a slender hand propped up the teetering wooden door, and with a bang, Chiarne was shut outside.
"Tch, these lackeys. Three years ago, when I was earning money as a Tournament Knight, I was afraid of them. Now, I can't wait to beat them up every time I see them—Pah!"
Turning back with a string of curses, this blonde, blue-eyed female Knight, whose appearance bore a half-likeness to Margaret, put her slender hands on her hips and widened her almond-shaped eyes, lecturing Margaret behind her.
She wore a small white cape and a light, form-fitting soft armor on her upper body, accentuating her figure, which was no less curvaceous than Margaret's. Her black hot pants and smooth black stockings outlined a perfect absolute Domain on her legs.
And her large golden tail behind her was much smoother and more slender than Margaret's, a result of diligent care, just like her delicate features.
Fragile beauty and heroic grace achieved perfect unity in this Kuranta Knight.
Rather than a Knight, this female Knight resembled a charming superstar.
"Margaret, didn't I tell you? Just beat people like this up directly. Their rhetoric is carefully trained; aren't you just asking to be bullied if a Knight like you tries to argue with them—these media dared to spread rumors that my Family kept ten male servants, but they wouldn't dare say a word about you! You are a member of the Nearl Family; no one dares to insult an old Crusader Knight Family!"
However, facing this female Knight who looked as young as her, Margaret, who, despite being unable to out-talk Chiarne, had never wavered in her resolve, uncharacteristically drooped her fluffy horse ears and scratched the back of her head, embarrassed.
"I don't want to cause any more trouble for the Family, Aunt. My running away from home and participating in the Knight Tournament alone has already put a lot of pressure on Grandfather from the Surveillance Court. If I cause another public opinion storm, the honor of the Nearl Family will be questioned."
If Mr. Goki hadn't been there just now, Margaret would have had to listen to Chiarne's words until Aunt came to chase her away. To be honest, that feeling would have been absolutely awful.
Turning around, Margaret looked at Mr. Goki behind her, her gaze filled with gratitude.
Margaret had always felt that Kazimierz currently had significant problems, with constant internal strife and frequent external threats. Ursus's invasion could begin at any time, while the overall quality of Crusader Knight soldiers continued to decline.
Margaret had been diligently pondering where Kazimierz's problems lay, but the knowledge she gained in military school only allowed her to discuss the existing military system, leaving her helpless from other perspectives.
Perhaps, they could talk more in the future.
"Thanks to Mr. Goki, I was barely able to cope. To be honest, there's a lot you said that I completely don't understand."
But to Margaret's surprise, Mr. Goki, who came from Columbia, had unique insights into the social situation in Kazimierz... and even seemed to hit Chiarne's sore spot.
In just one morning, in Margaret's mind, the image of this newly acquainted Mr. Goki instantly transformed from an ordinary tourist into a well-rounded—tourist.
After all, he was someone who came to Kazimierz. The champions of the first three tournaments were the Black Knight, so it wasn't strange for more formidable tourists to appear.
How to describe it—so impressive!
"It's nothing, I was just stating facts. It's just that Mr. Chiarne isn't very willing to admit this reality—there's no need to pay attention to such people."
Goki smiled slightly, nodded, and looked at the female Knight in front of him, who seemed a little softer than Margaret.
Goki, of course, knew her—Zofia, the future Rhodes Island instructor, and also his good wife, the Doctor.
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