Chapter 88: A Duel of Dominance

“Cecilia, what are you doing!”

Bai Yu watched as Cecilia directly lifted her leg, a sense of dread beginning to brew within her.

“I’m going to.”

Cecilia said calmly, placing Bai Yu’s small, silk-stockinged foot against her own face.

“Wait, what?”

Before Bai Yu could even react, Cecilia launched her attack once more, without the slightest hesitation.

“Ahhh!”

Bai Yu was astonished to realize Cecilia was such a pervert, even reacting to *that* part of her.

Yet, she was utterly powerless to resist, forced along by Cecilia, her face flushing crimson.

“Your Highness, do you still remember the emblem I gave you?”

Amidst their struggle, Cecilia suddenly posed this question, causing Bai Yu, who had been keeping her eyes shut, to snap them open.

“Are you referring to that duel on the rooftop?”

Bai Yu suddenly recalled that, prior to this, she and Cecilia had indeed exchanged such an invitation.

However, since she and Cecilia were not yet familiar with each other at the time, and due to a marriage pact Bai Yu knew nothing about, Bai Yu had originally intended to deliberately forfeit that duel invitation.

After all, Bai Yu had no desire for close contact with someone she barely knew, but the current situation felt incredibly awkward.

Owing to their shared experiences within the dream, her relationship with Cecilia had long since evolved beyond what it once was.

Consequently, that duel now seemed somewhat superfluous.

“Yes, that’s right. I’ve changed my mind now.”

Cecilia offered a faint smile, her sweat-slicked face displaying an expression that made Bai Yu’s mouth water.

Bai Yu averted her gaze, too embarrassed to continue looking at Cecilia’s face.

“What are you planning to do now?”

Bai Yu had no idea what mischievous idea Cecilia had concocted this time; she had just noticed that Cecilia didn’t feel as overtly aggressive as before.

Just moments ago, she had been on the verge of unleashing Tidal Magic again, yet Cecilia had unexpectedly paused.

‘This is truly too much! Couldn’t she have waited to talk about it?’

“I was wondering, Your Highness, if you’d like to change the time and location of our duel?”

“What?”

Bai Yu blinked in surprise, unsure of what Cecilia meant.

Then, a sudden realization struck her, and she stared at Cecilia in astonishment.

“Surely, this isn’t…”

A somewhat terrifying scenario began to form in Bai Yu’s mind.

“That’s right! Let’s set the time and place for our duel right now. This very moment!”

Cecilia’s eyes seemed to well up with adoration, reflecting Bai Yu’s image entirely.

“Now? A duel?”

Bai Yu’s heart pounded. ‘Is this duel even proper?’

‘No, no matter how I think about it, this can’t be proper!’

“Indeed. Don’t you want to experience the feeling of victory, Your Highness?”

Cecilia spoke to Bai Yu with a teasing tone, making Bai Yu suddenly feel that Cecilia was quite different from her dream counterpart.

Perhaps this was because Cecilia hadn’t fully grasped the current situation after awakening her memories in the dream; it was more accurate to say that the Cecilia before her now was her truest self.

Bai Yu found this rather appealing, arousing a unique sensation within her.

“The feeling… of victory?”

Bai Yu blinked, gazing at Cecilia’s face as fantasies began to swirl in her small head.

She began to imagine herself growing stronger in combat, stringing Cecilia up and thoroughly dominating her, relishing every moment of triumph.

This was far preferable to being pinned beneath Cecilia, unable to move, feeling utterly stifled and constantly on the defensive, forced to rely solely on Tidal Magic for resistance.

“Good! It’s happening now!”

The cowlick on Bai Yu’s head instantly shot up, her spirit now brimming with fighting intent!

‘My fighting spirit is soaring!’

“Oh? Your Highness seems quite confident. In that case, I suppose I can go a little easy on you~”

Cecilia continued to tease Bai Yu with a slightly surprised tone.

This made Bai Yu feel humiliated, yet she remained silent, knowing that without Cecilia holding back, she would have no chance of victory whatsoever.

“Go easy then, but watch me make *you* go easy too!”

Bai Yu declared brazenly, her small frame unleashing immense power, genuinely reversing their positions and pinning Cecilia beneath her!

In that moment, Bai Yu’s confidence surged, finally able to assert her dominance.

All manner of combat techniques flooded Bai Yu’s mind, eager to inflict upon Cecilia every move that had been used against her.

“Hehe, take this!”

Bai Yu’s small hands grew restless, and her silk-stockinged feet coiled around Cecilia’s legs like nimble snakes, immobilizing her.

To appease Bai Yu’s pitiable pride, Cecilia even deliberately displayed expressions that thrilled her.

This made Bai Yu’s sense of satisfaction explode; she truly felt as though she had risen, becoming a genuine master in the superior position.

“Hehe~”

Bai Yu straddled Cecilia, observing her sweat-drenched appearance, her desire for conquest thoroughly sated, so delighted that her cowlick bobbed playfully.

Her small feet even began to lift, her silk-stockinged soles twitching rhythmically.

Every inch of her body radiated Bai Yu’s excitement, as if she were a victorious general proclaiming her spoils of war.

After a brief respite, Bai Yu resolved to launch another attack.

She decided to start from the top.

After all, Bai Yu’s own development was utterly flat, completely lacking any undulations, a veritable airfield.

Cecilia, on the other hand, was entirely different; possessing a voluptuous figure that Bai Yu completely lacked, her body also exuded the fresh scent of a teenage girl.

This sensation wildly captivated Bai Yu, making her yearn to explore every inch of Cecilia, from inside out, from top to bottom, leaving no spot untouched.

Bai Yu bent down, her slender body leaning over, perfectly positioned atop Cecilia.

The comfortable feeling was so profound it made Bai Yu want to simply fall asleep there.

It even evoked a sense of being in her Mother’s embrace.

Of course, this was merely a metaphor; even at her most gentle, Bai Yu’s Mother, with her violent disposition, could never evoke the same feeling as Cecilia.

Cecilia seemed to possess an inherently protective nature, providing Bai Yu with a profound sense of security—perhaps this was the unique quality of a [Knight]‘s spiritual core.

Truly, a spiritual core was a genuine reflection of one’s deepest soul, capable of mirroring a person’s entire character.

As Bai Yu lay there, just as she was about to resume her assault on Cecilia, her arms suddenly felt paralyzed.

“What happened?”

Bai Yu struggled to control her hands, but they remained stubbornly immobile.

It was as if she were bound by chains, utterly unable to stir.

Weakly, she lifted her head, her eyes meeting Cecilia’s.

At that moment, Cecilia was gazing at her with a smile.

Due to Bai Yu’s position, she couldn’t even see the entirety of Cecilia, whose form was obscured.

Bai Yu swallowed hard.

‘She felt an ominous premonition.’