"Wooooooo—!"
When Harvis stepped onto the dueling stage with that eye-catching broad-bladed greatsword and appeared before everyone, all the spectators erupted into cheers.
The Kingdom's noble and the Empire's prince stood facing each other from afar on the stage beneath everyone's watchful eyes, stirring excitement throughout the crowd.
It couldn't be helped.
"Looks like everyone is looking forward to our performance."
Harvis did not look around. Instead, he smiled at Shien standing opposite him.
"A performance?" Shien was no longer yawning. He merely said noncommittally, "They just want to see how far our fight can go, right?"
That was exactly it.
Many people had used this dueling stage before.
Every day, they displayed their abilities here in all sorts of ways. Some amazed the audience, while others drew scorn, but without exception, none of them had achieved any result in the end.
Roxie had never raised anyone's score enough to make them one of her candidates for husband, so the spectators who came here had long since stopped expecting much.
Furthermore, there were plenty of people who padded out the numbers or tried to draw attention with loud antics. As a result, fewer and fewer people had been coming to watch around the dueling stage lately.
But today was different.
The two people stepping onto the stage today were both highly talked about.
One was a Viscount rumored not to be taken lightly, currently the top-priority candidate in this husband-selection event.
The other was an Imperial prince, a legitimate Hero Descendant.
People wanted to know just how capable the former was and how far the latter could go.
Compared to these two men with so many titles, most of those who had stepped onto this stage before were nothing more than performers.
Moreover, there were many things people wanted to