We Will Get Divorced: The Perfect Divorce Plan of the Sacrificial Daughter and the Cold-Blooded Soldier - Chapter 25

“Hey, don’t mess around!”

“That can’t be allowed! That’s cheating!”

Of course, the deck that had finally stopped shaking was swirling with voices of discontent.

Cheating? Well, it’s not written in the rules anywhere… but yeah, that was cheating.

However.

“…Not bad, little girl.”

The eyes of the empress who had emerged from the freezing river were as calm as if a spell had been broken.

“You win. As I declared, I’ll have tea or whatever with you, so come along.”

“Please wait, Lady Nadine.”

A firm male voice stopped the empress as she tried to turn around. Probably Nadine’s guard—his build was clearly not that of an amateur.

“I cannot accept such an outcome.”

“I said I lost. Why does your acceptance matter?”

“…Lady Nadine did not lose. I will take your place for a rematch.”

Saying this, the man gripped a wooden sword himself.

“If you’re sending a substitute, then we’ll send one too.”

Before I could answer, Julian stepped forward to accept. He was already on the stage.

Nadine, scattering droplets of water pat-pat, looked between the two men and spat out,

“Do as you please.”

Then she started walking, telling me over her shoulder to follow.

“My apologies, little girl. I spoke out of turn.”

Sitting down on the chair prepared by her subordinate, still in her wet clothes, Nadine offered her apology straightforwardly.

“Not at all. I also spoke too harshly. I’m very sorry.”

Since only one chair had been prepared, I naturally ended up standing beside her.

“Anyway, it was a splendid victory, Sacrificial Young Lady.”

“It wasn’t my power. It was thanks to Zach, my husband, and you holding back, sister.”

“…Hmph.”

Distorting her rose-colored lips, glossy with droplets, the empress averted her gaze into the air.

“If you had been serious from the start, I would have been killed in one blow. And you tried multiple times to end the match peacefully out of concern for me.”

The first time, you said you’d forgive me if I cried and begged for mercy; the second time, you said you’d let it go if I admitted defeat; and by the third time, you even conceded that I just needed to step down from the stage.

“I wasn’t concerned about you.”

Saying this, Nadine swept back her wet, glittering hair.

“After being threatened like that by the Immortal King in the background, anyone’s fighting spirit would wither.”

“My husband, you mean?”

“You didn’t notice that killing intent? That guy was fully prepared to slaughter not just me, but everyone on this ship if I so much as scratched you.”

“Slaughter everyone…?”

I hadn’t noticed at all. That Julian had provided such support.

“This picnic is also meant to help revitalize the surrounding towns. We can’t afford to cause problems and have it canceled. Really, that born woman-hater has changed quite a bit. Little girl, what kind of bedroom tricks did you use to snag that blockhead?”

“B-bedroom tricks!?”

“Tell me, I want to use them too.”

“That’s a misunderstanding! My husband doesn’t love me or anything.”

“Hah?”

Nadine twisted her lips and eyebrows to the limits of her facial muscles as she looked up at me. Even with such an expression, she was so beautiful it could seize your heart—God is unfair.

“You’re a blockhead too. Like attracts like, I suppose.”

Dismissing the topic, Nadine turned her eyes back to the stage. The two men who had volunteered as substitutes were glaring at each other in the center of the stage, waiting for the signal to begin any moment now.

“I wonder what face that woman would make if she heard Julian is fighting for a girl’s sake.”

“That woman…?”

“Never mind, just start already! I’m freezing to death.”

Apparently, she had been toughing it out quite a bit, as Nadine shivered brrr.

As the empress wished, Julian ended the match in the shortest time possible, and the Burfrock River sent up what felt like the umpteenth water pillar of the day.