The time soon reached three in the afternoon.
After four matches, this dueling platform finally welcomed Mia's appearance.
The news that the Empire's only princess was taking the stage spread, immediately drawing countless onlookers who surged over and packed the stands until not even water could pass through.
As Mia walked onto the dueling platform, her bearing and pace were both poised and graceful, making her seem nothing like a seventeen-year-old girl.
Upon reaching the duel table, Mia first bowed in greeting to the contestant opposite her. Then she looked toward the surrounding stands, a reserved smile on her face as she waved to the audience.
Cheers and applause instantly erupted from the crowd, intimidating the contestant across from her so thoroughly that he stammered and stumbled over even his greeting.
"So she really has been seriously studying etiquette?" Ron teased. "I thought you'd always been indulging her, Irene."
"How could that be..." Irene rubbed her forehead helplessly. "Princess Mia is usually outstanding in every way. It's only when she's around you that she seems lively—sometimes even a little willful."
"All right, I misunderstood her." Ron chuckled and shrugged. "Still, the moment she puts on that air, her opponent's momentum gets crushed out of existence."
"If a contestant can't break free from that state, they'll probably suffer for it."
Thanks to Mia's performance, the situation in the arena had already been turned into Mia's home ground.
The audience was all cheering for the young and beautiful princess, leaving her opponent in the position of an away player.
As Andre III's only daughter, Mia had been doted on by her father and brothers since childhood, which sometimes made her rather spoiled at home.
But the royal family's excellent education had allowed her to maintain an outstanding image in public.
Moreover, whenever