The Eldest Princess's way of looking at this matter was actually not that different from the Eldest Prince's.
It was merely that her style of conduct differed, and so would the methods she employed.
But whether she used conciliatory measures or forceful ones, neither could accomplish anything with Valkyrie standing there like a wall.
From her position, it was even more impossible for her to do anything.
By comparison, the Eldest Prince Charles might still be able to employ some "harmless" little tricks.
Eliza stared intently at Leomon on the field, her thoughts racing without pause.
At this moment, both royal heirs seemed to have forgotten that Saint Marian Academy still had a legitimate heir to the Hero.
However, beside Eliza, Alvitr was staring at the bloodstain on Leomon's face, her expression tense.
Her years of combat experience had allowed her to spot the danger at a glance, and she could not help worrying about her precious one.
The bloodstain on Leomon's face had actually sprayed from Blood Moon Werewolf's palm after its right claw was severed.
At the time, Leomon had never expected Blood Moon Werewolf to possess such a move. Even though Dark had warned it, it had still fallen for it.
Tom Nixon on the Blue Duelist Platform sneered as he continued his summoning.
"It still got hit!"
Once Blood Moon Werewolf's Parasitic Demon Seed was planted, it could bore into the target's body, causing it to become demonized and lose control.
If Blood Moon Werewolf had still been alive, it could even control the target to a certain extent.
Unfortunately, Blood Moon Werewolf had failed to endure Leomon's waist-severing slash. Otherwise...
But successfully planting the demon seed was already a victory.
Tom Nixon's only concern was that Leomon would once again trigger the