I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well

Viola sneaked a glance at Xenons countenance.

Obviously, all these conversations will also be reported to the duke. Hickson just so happened to create a good opportunity, and she decided to make full use of it.

Vixen was trained as a secret killer. So, he doesnt fit in a battle in a place like this.

Vixens trick is a covert surprise. In broad daylight of the lets fight each other! situation, he learned the art of daggers that didnt fit the battle hes fighting with.

On the other hand, uncles sword is a dominant sword. Now that Tundra has learned uncles sword style, hell have an advantage in this open battle.

So?

As things stand, uncle seems to like Tundra?

Nevertheless, you still think that Vixen will win?

Viola nodded and said, Hes not up to Vixen in proficiency yet.

No matter how much of a genius Tundra is, in Violas mind, the differences in their training period are too high. In the end, she concluded her thoughts.

So, if he doesnt make an obvious mistake, Vixen will win.

What do you mean by an obvious mistake?

Suddenly getting too excited to make a big move.

Like being drunk?

At that, Hickson laughed loudly.

If he is caught off guard and shows a gap on purpose There might be a case like that. Since Vixen is still young, and from his personality, he thinks this is a game. So, theres a chance for Tundra.

Hearing her words, he gazed at Viola for some time, bewildered.

What? Is there something wrong with my face?

Well He said, giggled softly before straightening himself.

Viola.

Huh?

Be honest with me.

What?

How old are you?

Seven.

Youre not seven, are you? You look young, but you are actually not?

A seven-year-old that is actually older?

I dont know what hes talking about.

To be fair, Viola is a little stingy, anyway. But it is true because she was a twenty-one-year-old inside, though she couldnt really advertise that.

It was then,

Uwaah!

A shout resounded.

Uwaah!

Tundra swung the wooden sword loudly.

Whoosh!

The sword tore through the air as Vixen laughed after lightly dodging Tundras wooden sword. Hehe. Hes still clumsy!

His movement is too big. Even though Tundra is fast, it quickly consumes his physical strength. Realizing this fact, Vixen was smirking happily.

I could see an opening.

If he pokes it, its over.

I shouldnt poke him.

For Vixen, Tundra is an easy opponent. A novice with a lot of openings. Even Tundra knew that fact himself, and that made him furious.

Damn it!

His desire to win as a male lead was radiated. As he gets more excited, his body movements get bigger, and his body uses more strength. In the end, the more he swung, the more advantageous it was for Vixen.

It was then, at the corner of his eyes, Tundra saw Viola and Hickson talking to each other.

Master?

Viola!

Tundra and Vixen discovered Viola almost at the same time. And, they had different thoughts.

I cant show her disappointment.

Good. Ill show you how strong I am.

Rather, Tundra regained its reason. His head became cold, and he let go of some of his strength.

Im not as good as him at this. Thats why I have to aim for his gap.

Now, it was Vixen who was off guard.

Theres only one chance. That little crack that little crack

Thats where hes going to attack. Tundra realized that hed only get one shot. His reasoning subsided coldly. In contrast, now that Tundra is getting calm and collected, Vixen became a little excited.

Because Im her older brother!

Since he is older than her, Vixen wanted to show his strong side in front of Viola.

Lets get it over in one go, then.

In his mind, Tundra is just an underdog, and he could finish him at any time.

Pride and carelessness.

Mixed with the desire to look good to Viola, at that moment, his body is full of energy. Tundra bit his lip.

Hes coming.

As Vixens movement is bigger than before. He could see through his movements and the openings. Tundra took a left and narrowed the distance between themselves. And, at that moment, he seized the opportunity.

The boy swung the wooden sword quickly.

Snap!

Something got caught in the wooden sword.

Stop.

Stepping in between Tundra and Vixen, Hickson grabbed Tundras wooden sword with one hand and held Vixens dagger with the other.

Its a draw.

Obviously, Vixen is unable to accept such a result. He yelled immediately, No way!

Tundra then chimed in.

What?! This doesnt make sense!

I could have stabbed him in the heart!

And, youd be decapitated instead. Did you forget? This is a longsword.

If it were a real sword match, Tundra would have been penetrated in the heart, while Vixen would have been decapitated.

I knew that! I was going to avoid it!

Yes, of course, you knew, Hickson said, hitting Vixen, who was still yelling in the head.

Bam!

There was a sound.

Even though Hickson thought that he was just hitting him lightly, the sound everyone heard sounded like a car accident.

Vixen was upset.

Why are you hitting me?

Because youre being unreasonable.

Ugh!

The boys eyes were filled with life, angry.

What?

Again, he hit Vixen on the head.

Within the Verratoux Family, the only person who is able to hold the head of Verratoux Family pure blood is Hickson.

Ill kill you.

As much as you can.

Wait, Im seriously going to kill you.

Hickson scoffed loudly.

Wouldnt that be interesting?.

Looking at the scene, Viola sighed unconsciously. That joke that came out, needless to say, was all true. Still, both were enjoying the situation, so she decided to step in.

Vixen.

Viola, its not like I lost. Let me tell you what happened

Here.

Viola then pulled a piece of paper out of her arms.

Huh? A contract?

Peering at it, he realized it was a contract to grant wishes, which he had signed with blood earlier on.

No matter how strong you are, you cant kill him.

Why?

Because thats my wish.

Huh?

As Vixen glanced at the contract, his expression changed. However, his action still seemed unconvincing, so Viola opened her mouth again.

Are you not going to follow through on the contract, brother?

Ha. Ill do it

Vixen couldnt hide his expression. Even if it seemed unfair, he couldnt help it.

Vixen is a real do-it-it-all, and hes still young, so hell go through stormy growth. Therefore, if he really happens to kill Tundra, a problem would arise. The male lead, who will be the centerpiece of this novel, will also disappear.

I cant let him do that. The male lead needs to grow up great.

So, she would ride the first princess line with the male character. That way, Viola will be able to stabilize this duke and transform this duchy full of life. She couldnt let this perfect plan be ruined.

She said, Keep your words.

Well, thats!

Since you are my brother, you will do that, right?

O-of course.

Then, youll keep your promise, right?

Uh, yeah

Although it felt like he was being cheated, Vixen couldnt deny that Viola was not wrong.

As an older brother, shouldnt he keep his promise? If he doesnt keep his promise that is on the contract, his prestige as a Verratoux wont stand.

Meanwhile, Tundra bowed his head quietly.

Im sorry to show you my shameful face. I wanted to win

Hearing his words, Viola turned and stared at every inch of his face. There are some small scratches, but there was no major wound visible.

No, you did a good job. Im fine as long as youre not hurt.

.

Tundra bowed his head once again.

Good job

In fact, he is a little pleased with this remark.

As long as youre not hurt.

Those words were very pleasing. He doesnt know the reason. He doesnt know why it felt so good to hear that she doesnt want him hurt.

I have to do well.

With that in mind, he was determined to do better so that he will be able to defeat Vixen one day.

Tundra saw a possibility today. Even though it may take some time, he wanted to be praised more, so he must be stronger than Vixen

Tundra and Vixens eyes met in the air.

To do that I might have to kill you, Vixen.

Vixen also did not shy away from Tundras eyes.

He scoffed and said, Im going to kill you. Mixed species.

To be honest, Vixen was angry seeing Viola praising her dog for doing well. He doesnt understand why, but he didnt like it.

Why did she only praise the dog?

He wants to get a compliment from her, too

Frustrated, the thought kept on going. Viola didnt even ask him if he was hurt or not as well. He fought with a dagger as well!

The sound of his heart resonated, but Vixen didnt hear it.

Its annoying.

He just thought he was annoyed at her for no reason.

Tundra went closer to Viola.

By the way, Master

He knelt down on one knee. It looked like a young knight taking his oath as his eyes were filled with an unidentified, powerful longing.

Tundra was like a dog who strongly craved snacks.

A few days ago, Tundra witnessed a shocking scene.

A big dog with gold fur.

It was a scene in which a lady, who was presumed to be the owner, looked at the barking dog and grabbed the hem of her clothes. However, whats even more surprising is that the lady gazed at the dog as if it seems rather cute.

The dog even licked the ladys face. It was a devastating scene for Tundra.

I dont understand why

Common sense had never made sense for him. Thus, Tundra secretly bought a book called Ultimate Guide for Dogs Language considered to be the exclusive possession of the ladies.

And, the content is full of shocking information.

Dogs beg the master to play?

The scene of the dog biting and shaking her clothes was the scene of it begging the owner to play.

Now, hes begging for a snack?

It is also said that the behavior of the dog depends on its characteristics and education. Some dogs lie down and peep at their owners with adorable eyes, others bark at their owners for snacks, and the rest simply just lie down and protest.

Sometimes they can be upset and happy, sometimes their emotions are unfiltered.

Then, Tundra realized a new fact.This is what a dog is.!

They are creatures that begged to play, protested, whined, wagged their tail, acted cute, annoyed to get snacks, and interacted emotionally with their owner.

Ah. Its a lot more different than I thought

That was when he got to know the new word.

And from that day on, his dream is to become a pet dog.

By the way, Master He said, kneeling down on one knee.

What is it?

That desperateness is enough to make Viola sting. He had a serious look that almost looked like a reverence, and then he finally uttered something.

Ill be a good dog

He put his head forward, leveling his knees down in a calm manner. It was as if he was saying, pat my head this instant.

Seeing the scene, she was bewildered inside.

Dog?

For Viola, who lived in South Korea in the twenty-first century, the word dog is very familiar. Still, she isnt used to that word being attached to humans.

What the hell is he talking about now?

It was as though he knew exactly what it meant when he said that hes going to be a good dog. The situation is just bizarre.

So, youre a dog?

Yes, I said Id stay with you.

That was true. Still, what does it have to do with a dog?

The place next to you is called a pet

Ah

Being the one next to her is to be a pet. And, he is a dog So, that means his dream is to be a pet dog?

Being your pet dog is my dream.

.

But, you have not given me permission yet?

No. Wait a minute

Is that how things are supposed to go?

Recalling everything, Viola remembered Tundra said he wanted to be a dog to play with her. Moreover, it is true that there is a contract between them.

Though what does it mean that he wants to be a dog?

Viola is bewildered inside but soon raises her arms. As a master, she thought she could do this much.

Pat, pat!

She patted his head gently. At that, Tundras eyes slowly formed like a crescent moon.

That is todays compliment.

She could see the madness forming in his crescent moon eyes.

I dont think this is right. Isnt this a bit off?

Nonetheless, she decided to let it go for now.

Im glad.

.

She stared at Tundra with an expressionless face. Not knowing how to react, Viola just continued to look at him silently.

One second. Two seconds

Remembering what had happened before, its dangerous if she gazed at him for more than five seconds.

Ill avoid looking at him for now.

However, she made sure to make it seem like she was ignoring him, not avoiding him. As soon as Viola was about to shift her gaze away.

Clap! Clap!

Hickson clapped his hand lightly.

Now, I know, Viola. Your secret.

Hicksons gaze was fixed at Viola.