In another world as my waifu #1: Brave New World and the Fallen Prince(ss)

Chapter 86: A maid's duty is the same in the battlefield!

Years ago, in some place close to the capital of the Kyrie Kingdom, a strange scene took place.

"Hmm...it makes me happy to see that you three have improved this much."

A black-haired woman stood victorious and unscathed before three gasping armored teenagers.

Furthermore, she was wearing but simple clothes that offered no protection in combat whatsoever and wielded a mere wooden sword in one of her hands.

As for the teenagers...

"Nn...ha...ha...right...ha...I...can't....hrnn...see that..."

One had cinnamon colored skin, red hair, and a scar on his left cheek. He was also using his massive sword as support, keeping himself standing.

"....[Heal]...don't....talk...you oaf...you'll...hrnn...make it...worse...ha..."

Magically healing him and himself, was another teenager. He had white skin, blond hair, and seemed to have his eyes closed despite being very much awake. Not only that but he was even 'looking' at the woman's direction.

"Ha...nh...the fact...ngh...that we...are still conscious...ha...ha...is proof enough. You...went harder...ha...on us halfway through...hhn...right, Mother?"

Lastly, the teenager who was taking point in their clearly defeated triangular formation, had hair as black and skin as white as the woman she had referred to as mother. His hair even shared the same undulated look to it. Still, while the woman seemed to have gentle eyes, the teen could only show a glare. And that was despite his voice showing no hint of anger, aggression, or any other emotion that could trigger it.

In any case, the woman met such glare head on and rather than being intimidated by it, just as many would, she smiled and laughed.

"Hahaha, so you noticed. As expected of my son. All these years sparring with me have made you so perceptive to my little strength adjustments."

Indeed, she smiled, laughed, and spoke with no reservation whatsoever. Something that extended to her emotions, as she showed pride, gentleness, and love with no problem.

"Could it...be...because it was always followed by...pain like this that you...had no choice but...to learn to perceive those, Erevain?"

"That is...certainly a way to...see it...haha..."

"My...hnn...pain is feeling pain...ugh..."

"That's what you...get for charging in...nn...like a brute."

"Hey...don't just say that to me, Erevain did it too!"

"No, what I did was...teamwork. You were going to charge at her anyway, so I used you as distraction to flank her."

"Ha?! That's not teamwork you bastard! And you got punched immediately so stop looking so smug!"

"No, no, I agree with Erevain. It was a good tactic. How about we use it again? Ah, but do endure a bit more for the sake of the team, Kristoff."

"Good. I was thinking the same thing, Gabriel. So, I too sincerely ask you to endure more for the sake of the team, Kristoff."

"Oi, you two are asking to be punched, huh?"

And the woman could not help but keep smiling as she witnessed such exchange between her son and his friends. For beaten up as they were, none had lost their motivation and they clearly showed no signs of wanting to give up.

"Easy there you three. If you start fighting against each other, I will feel lonely and join in without holding back."

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