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Chapter 42

Savannah's Pov. 

The duel's term of defeat of losing the handkerchief wrapped around the arm or stepping out of the bounds, to me, it felt like a given victory by her Highness. 

Clang... 

The way our wooden swords are exactly dancing the same rhythm is unbelievable. Her sword was like a pen to her, she's carefully swinging her sword while breathing heavily. 

I'm much stronger than she is. 

There is no way that she can win against me. 

I raised my wooden sword. "You've lasted quite long," I whispered. 

"Now release all your fingers and go," I said. I'm trying to snap her out from the illusion of winning against me. 

Slam... 

I stabbed her chest and gritted my teeth. And so, that was the destined outcome...

She fell down on the ground while blood were scattering from her body. 

That's what should've happened...

But what is going on here?&n

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