My Players Are So Fierce

1075: 364.

Huh!

You guys don’t compete for men anymore?

Boring!_3

1075: 364.

Huh!

You guys don’t compete for men anymore?

Boring!_3

“However, that’s just about it.”

“But he, towards you…”

Miss Biqi said with a strange look in her eyes:

“Uh, you probably can’t imagine some of the opinions he has about you that he described to me.

I can only say that in this matter, the two of you really have vastly different perceptions of each other.

You don’t even know what he has done for you during this time.

Also, I’m not here to confront you about this matter and ask you to leave Fraser, Milian Your Excellency, I’m not that petty.

In fact, during the past few days at Crimson Castle, I haven’t just been running around with Grandpa; I’ve had my own plans to inquire about you from others.

I wanted to see what kind of image you have in the eyes of other people.

I must say, the things I found out are just as different from the impression I had of you before I set out.

I had never thought that a woman younger than myself could gain such high praise in the rugged land of Transylvania.

I’ve seen more than one mother encourage her daughter to learn from you, aspiring for her to grow into a noble and outstanding lady like yourself.

The people protected by you seem to have come to see you as a symbol of this land, and I even feel that, to the locals, the degree of their affection for you might even surpass their reverence for Governor Murphy!

Perhaps this is because you were born in Transylvania, which gives you more ‘authentic roots’ than Sir Morphy?”

“Is that so?

Then it seems my hard work lately has paid off, and that’s enough to comfort me.”

Milian smiled.

This time she smiled very cheerfully and took a large sip of her tea before relaxing and stretching her body.

She then said to Miss Biqi:

“So what kind of image do I have in your eyes, Biqi?

Can I call you Biqi, or should I address you as Lady Shivel?”

“It’s up to you, my grandpa still calls me ‘Little Peach’, which is really an old man’s joke in poor taste.”

Miss Biqi rolled her eyes.

As a formidable Knight Ji who had inherited the valiant spirit of the Nantes Rangers, she did not care how others addressed her.

But in response to Milian’s question, she took a moment to think with her seldom-used smooth brain before frowning and saying:

“You…are someone who never figured in my life plans.”

“Ah?”

This response was unique enough to make Milian widen her eyes, and then she listened as Biqi explained:

“Ever since I was a child, my father told me stories of Grandpa’s adventures.

Perhaps it’s because I heard too many knightly tales when I was young, which made my upbringing quite different from other girls.

I don’t like dresses, jewelry, makeup, nor do I like boys hovering around me.

But I do take an interest in beating them up.

I like warhorses, I love collecting weapons and armor, and I enjoy disguising myself and going on adventures with LiWen.

Even just listening to down-and-out Travelers tell stories they’ve made up in a few minutes at the tavern can keep me happy all day long.

Before coming to Transylvania, my greatest ambition was to become a valiant knight who would leave a legend in history, just like Grandpa.

To tell you the truth, I don’t like Fraser.

I’d rather consider him as one of my Good Brothers…”

“Pfft”

Milian couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

Biqi also started laughing.

All the slight tension in her heart completely dissipated at that moment, and she even changed her sitting posture from the detestable ladylike Posture to a more comfortable, relaxed, and somewhat unladylike warrior’s stance.

She leaned on the opposite seat from Milian, shrugged her shoulders, and said:

“I’m not joking, you know~

Back in Nantes City, Fraser and I had already agreed that if destiny pushed us to it, I wouldn’t mind having a child for him.

After all, it’s about the union of two families.

Although I don’t like it, I have to make the necessary sacrifices and contributions for my family.

Who made me a girl?

The moment I was born, it was decided that I couldn’t choose my own fate.

But these past few days in Transylvania, my thoughts have been wavering, and you, Miss Milian, are the reason for that.

I see another possibility for women in you!

It’s a possibility even more amazing than becoming a legendary female Knight, and I can’t help but wonder, if I were born into your circumstances, or if I were in your position, whether I could do better than you.

But every time I think about it, it ends in disappointment.

My brain, my heart, and those scornful looks from my confidant LiWen tell me, I’m just not cut out for it.”

She paused and then earnestly said to Milian:

“Milian could become a better Biqi, but it is hard for Biqi to become an outstanding Milian.

I have to admit, Fraser’s pursuit of you is not simply based on a man’s desire for a woman.

You truly are a very charming lady.

It’s not just because of your striking looks; your story is just beginning, but it’s already more exciting than my entire life of over twenty years.

We are not even on the same playing field.

I’ve lost.

This is the first time in my life that I have so willingly conceded to another woman in something.

If you want, I will exit gracefully…”

“Exit what?

Lift your head, look into my eyes!”

Milian took a sip of her tea.

Assuming the authority of a Governor, she sternly stared at Biqi with eyes sharp as blades.