Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 256 : Little Knight 3

Smack!

Elsa suddenly felt a pain on her face, nearly jolting her out of her memory trance.

This sensation... it must be Bebe. The child was always restless in her sleep. Even after tucking her in at the head of the bed, by morning she'd be curled up with her little blanket, precariously perched at the foot of the bed.

With Elsa's current abilities, she could easily extract herself from this vision, but she was reluctant to do so.

She began to feel grateful that she knew what was to come; otherwise, she'd likely be worried sick right now.

Moreover, she was eager to see exactly how Evie would manage to handle this difficult dragon.

Elsa, floating above and observing everything, couldn't help but start to worry about the situation unfolding below.

Come on... Evie!

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It was the season of first snow, with white flakes drifting down from the sky.

The little face bundled in the fur hat was flushed red from the cold, white breath escaping from the scarf-wrapped mouth.

So adorable...

Elsa desperately wanted to warm her with her own hands.

In the blink of an eye, the day to test the results of their training had arrived.

"Why is there such a big production this time... complete with spectator stands?"

Looking at the audience stands erected beside the knight squadron's training ground fence and the constant influx of spectators, along with ticket sellers shouting about placing bets, the scene was quite lively. Yvonne's expression was beyond mere astonishment.

"Where else did you think the knight squadron's funding came from? By the way, this was Lord Leinster's idea."

...What a corrupt adult!

Yvonne inwardly criticized.

Using them as a spectacle to earn ticket fees and gambling money!

"However, this is also a good opportunity for you to showcase yourself, Miss Smollett."

Beleck smiled, distributing the dragon saddle components to Yvonne.

The front rows were VIP seats. Elsa noticed that many renowned noble families had sent representatives to attend.

After all, this was an assessment of their children's training results; how could parents be absent?

Sure enough, Elsa also spotted familiar figures in the crowd.

"Please, Sphinx—Father and Mother are coming to watch today! Just let me ride you once, alright?"

During the preparation phase, Yvonne didn't want to embarrass herself or her family in front of so many people.

"Just let me stay on your back a little longer! At least hold on until we finish the whole course before throwing me off!"

Sphinx, lounging in the dragon stable, flicked its tail, looking utterly indifferent.

Just two days ago, Yvonne had managed to stay on the dragon's back for over 3 minutes for the first time, which was significant progress for someone starting from zero.

Unfortunately, Sphinx had still thrown her off in the end, unable to endure for too long.

However, it couldn't be said that her efforts over these days were in vain.

Standing as a special observer who had witnessed the entire process, Elsa could see that Sphinx was gradually accepting Yvonne.

Compared to others, it was more willing to approach this human girl who showed it kindness, displaying less resistance than at the beginning.

The proof was—on several occasions when Yvonne tried to mount its back and almost slipped off, it would quickly turn its head to grab her collar with its teeth, gently setting her down on the ground.

Even when throwing her off, it wasn't as forceful as before, not slamming her down too hard.

Perhaps this dragon was also a tsundere.

Looking at it this way, it was quite a match for its master.

Let's take a look at the situation of Evie's opponents.

Elsa glanced elsewhere and noticed that the chubby young master who had previously taunted Evie was proudly showing off a treasure to his small group of followers.

"Young Master Baron, what's that?"

"Hehe, never seen it before, have you? This is a Wind Thunder Pearl! My grandfather gave it to me! Just hold it in your hand, infuse it with magic power, and it releases a strong wind element. Using it during the race will definitely secure first place!"

Such lengths to win...

Elsa looked on with disdain.

It seems this boy intends to cheat using an artifact.

You must win, Evie!

Elsa naturally didn't want Yvonne to lose to such a character, but all she could do now was pray.

The content of the competition was simple—rankings would be determined by the speed of reaching the finish line. The fastest to cross the finish line would be personally awarded an honorary medal by the Knight Commander.

However, it wasn't purely a test of speed—during the race, knights riding on dragons were allowed to attack their competitors using designated weapons.

Of course, the competition wasn't a real armed combat.

The participating knights all wore specially made cloaks on their shoulders. If the cloak was knocked off, or if the person rolled off the dragon's back, it would be equivalent to failing the challenge.

In terms of swordsmanship skills, Evie wouldn't lose!

Elsa believed in Yvonne's abilities.

The question now was whether Sphinx would be willing to cooperate.

"Please—Sphinx, just give me a chance today! I'll prepare lots of meat for you to eat!"

Whether it understood the meaning of 'meat to eat' or was moved by Yvonne's plea, this time Sphinx unusually allowed Yvonne to sit on its back.

"So... so high..."

Finally sitting steadily on the dragon's back, looking up and gazing down at the earth, the field of vision seemed much more expansive.

At this moment, Yvonne suddenly understood the feeling Hachiken had in "Silver Spoon" when he first rode a horse with Mikage's help.

Facing the golden pupils that turned back to gaze at her, Yvonne had a premonition—perhaps this time, she could really do it.

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"Ladies and gentlemen—welcome to the annual New Dragon Knight Festival!"

Standing on the high platform, the host began using a device with sound amplification effects.

"Next—let's welcome our participating contestants!"

Before officially stepping onto the racetrack, they needed to circle the arena once to showcase their spirit and that of their dragons.

"Wait, am I seeing this right?"

When they saw that the person sitting on the dragon's back was a slender young girl, surprised voices arose from the audience below the platform.

"There's actually a girl participating in the rookie competition this year?"

"Hmph... that's my daughter!"

Sitting in a space meant for two people, Duke Campbell crossed his arms and proudly declared, while Lady Lena beside him wore a smile of gratification.

Although worried that their precious daughter might get hurt, when they sensed their daughter's determination to give it her all this time, as a father, Duke Campbell was ready to support her fully.

But if she gets injured, that wouldn't be good!

Their daughter wasn't married yet, and if she got scars from injuries—

"Yvonne—you don't need to run too fast! Daddy will have no regrets just seeing you looking cool on the racetrack—"

Hearing these doting words from the old father, the surrounding spectators burst into laughter. Gripping the reins, Yvonne lowered her head in embarrassment.

However—since she had entered the competition, she had to do her best.

Gripping the reins tightly, Yvonne silently made up her mind.

"Ready—Begin!!"