Chapter 2: The happiness of the Queen Sister is guarded by me (2) [Part1 / 2]

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I changed into a long-lost maid outfit as planned.
Now that I know all the four blind dates of Teresti, I dare to take the queen's idea, huh! You have to teach them well.
I came to the royal family garden of Champs-Elysées, and the four of them were sitting and drinking together.
I glanced at — Prince One, a blonde prince wearing a crown, a luxurious blue dress, and three sabre swords hanging around his waist. It was the most princely of the four, and his hidden identity was Sword Saint Lai Inhart's disciples kept an ambiguous relationship with princesses in neighboring countries.
Prince No.2, a sporty prince with short black hair, has muscles to support black tights, and his body is comparable to a living sculpture. 80% is the enchanting system that exercises the body to the extreme? I went for a blind date for political interests, but I have been thinking about the woman who rescued him when the shipwrecked.
Prince No. 3, a light brown-haired prince-like prince, looks harmless to humans and animals. This image will attract the love of a big sister, right? Unfortunately, it is a pervert.
Prince No. 4, a mature and stable prince, shows this in both appearance and glasses. It is a pity that after all, the appearance is only superficial, but the inside is a hostage who kidnapped a country girl and forced the girl to live with him in exchange for his father's pervert.
Dude, come together, Prince Charming, sporty, grand, mature. Fortunately, Tristi surveyed them in advance. If she was a princess of another country, she would undoubtedly be fascinated by one of the four princes, right?
I walked calmly and took the jug from one of the maids.
"Leave it to me," I said to the maid with a smile.
I saw Prince No. 1 feeding the cherries into his white horse's mouth and laughing, "Although it is very unfair to you, I must tell you that Queen Teresti's final choice will definitely be it's me."
"Huh." Prince No. 2 snorted coldly, holding his thick arms and controlling muscles to bounce a grape ... I feel so perverted.
"I have something you don't have, and Queen Tristi might be hooked on my muscle." His words were mixed with the dialect of his own country.
"Hehehehe ..."
The prince No. 3 issued a somber sneer.
"Pretty big sister-feet-the best."
"You're all too superficial," said Prince No. 4, holding up his glasses. "Queen Tristi lost her father at a young age. She must prefer a man who is as stable as her father and can give her a sense of security."
"..." I was speechless after hearing their "talk between the kings".
I walked over holding the jug.
"with all due respect."
I quietly placed the jug on their table.
"None of you here are the type favored by Queen Tristi."
As soon as I said this, I immediately felt a murderous feeling coming from the seat, which was terrible.
"I'm sorry you irritated me. It may be too late to apologize." Prince No.1 said with a smile.
"A maid is really talkative. Your remarks unfortunately aroused my fighting spirit. I started the fire but couldn't stop it at all."
"Thirty-four yard feet-it must be great to wear crystal shoes." Prince No. 3 stared at my feet with a salivating expression.
Prince No. 4 held up his glasses— "Let's calm down and listen to this little maid."
I smiled weakly-"Queen Tristi only likes boys with high mana. Her Majesty will not look at him if her strength is not enough."
Uh ... I just laughed at what I said? I feel that there is magic in the murderous power at the table, or is there murderous power in the magical power?
"Interesting, how does Queen Tristi want us to prove our strength?" Prince One asked.
"Is it a fight with her immediate guard" Vagrey "Hilwell? Huh, I'm on fire." Prince No. 2 said.
"Marrying a pretty big sister will come with sister Wagley's-feet-ha ha ha."
Prince No. 4 held up his glasses-"According to the information I have collected so far, the magic power of Xiluweier, who is directly under Queen Tresti's" Vagley ", is probably a purple primary, plus home There are bonuses to combat and to defend the Queen's honor, but I still have a better chance of winning. "
"No no no--" I said quickly. "Why do you need to help Her Majesty's immediate guard" Vagrey "Hilwell? IMHO, all of you here may be ... not even a maid.
Uh ... I'm laughing at them again?
I saw Prince No. 1 standing up first.
"Well, as a disciple of Swordmaster Reinhardt, I would draw a sword against a little maid, but there is no way, because you anger me, even if I apologize, it is too late."
As he pulled out the sword, he extended three fingers to me.
"Three seconds."
"what?"
"You will be defeated by me within three seconds, as I declare."
... Well, let me count for him.
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