The two of you have done an excellent job. Well, so much for the preparatory exercise, let's get ready for the real battle, the true battle.

　At the unexpected result, everyone except me and Uzuki are speechless and have a hard expression on their face.
　The one who broke the tense silence was the little blonde haired lady's maid, who was standing nearby all along.

''The show...?　A true duel...?
Goodbye.

That's not...
　What does that mean-- well, I was about to open my mouth when I was interrupted by

What!　Don't tell me that I'm the one who's going to have to go through with this game?　No matter how much your father trusts you, I will not allow such vain talk!　I'm a proud maid of honor and useful to Travis--and yet, shame, shame on you!

　It was the little blonde girl who spoke out in the strongest tone of voice I've ever heard.
　Her face was a bright red expression of anger, as if the word "indignant" was inappropriate.

"I thought she was just a sarcastic little villainous girl who let money talk her way, but--
　He seems to have a lot of trust from the other kids, and now this reaction.
　Maybe he's just a little bit of a complication with Uzuki, but he's a nice guy with surprising roots.

　But as for our maid of honor.
　In spite of the fact that she was scolded by the Lord (Aruji) to her face.

'No Miss. No, miss, in everything, there is a class to everything. When it comes to fighting for the honor of the Travis family, especially in a duel with a bow, such an ordinary game would be rather disrespectful to the other side.

That's not... no, but...

Whether or not the man is the real Manasilo Seya, he may or may not be the real Manasilo Seya. "Whether or not he is the real Manasilo Seya, there is no doubt that he is at least a considerable bowman. So, if he is. If that is the case, shouldn't the two archers be able to defeat each other properly in a duel that is appropriate for their rank?

I suppose you could say that, but...

　First, the maidservant who tried to break up the little blonde girl, then she turned her attention to me.

'And isn't it more important for you, too, than winning or losing, to 'convince your daughter'?

　--sharp.

'If that is the case, wouldn't it be better for you to completely, perfectly, and irreversibly decide the winner in a 'true duel' so that your daughter can be truly convinced, and in turn, lead to the 'result' you seek?'

　I was able to pretend that the game didn't happen, as if it was a matter of course.

　His frightening insight into the depths of my heart.
　The power of constructing an uncanny logic.
　And the skillful way of speaking.

　In the blink of an eye, everyone in the room--even my only ally, Uzuki--was already convinced.

I see that everyone has been convinced. Now let's get to the 'true duel'. It's the 'fan of the boat floating on the waves' that has been talked about since ancient times as a duel of the bow to determine victory or defeat.

　Oh, that.....
　That's a very famous one in Japanese history.
　The one where they shot the fan that was used to hold the boat.

W-well, you can't do that. It's too difficult to make a proper match that way!
　It was the blonde girl who objected again.
　The maid, however, tried to lightly belittle it.

''Young lady, this one is that Manashilo Seya-sama, isn't she?　In front of the Divine Annihilation High King, who was said to have no equal in military prowess, this was no problem at all. Isn't that right, Master Manasilo Seya?
　The maid said and gave me a quick sidelong glance.

　Oh, come on, you're really going to stuff me with a lot of stuff.
　Normally, this is the di-ends here.
　Either they're forced to give up the game for fear of failure, or they both fail and it ends in a draw.

　Either way, the game is over.
　In other words, with a firm grasp of my abilities, I can protect the blonde girl, my master, from defeat.

The preparations are already in place. I've been preparing for something like this.
You didn't expect this--?　Do you think you foresaw my defeat?

It's just not what you think, my dear lady. But the honorable Travis's maid will only be as good as her word in all matters.

　The maid answered with a cool look on her face
Of course, if you're not gonna call it off, you can totally scrap this game...

　Finally, she threw the ball to me.
　Of course, this is to make it look like I got out of the game = run away, not the blonde girl.

　Perfect logic.
　The game I won was pretended not to have been won, and I was backed into a corner, and my answer was, of course--

No, I'll do it. It's all right. You're pretty good at it, though. I'm amazed at your skill, and frankly, I'm scared to death of you. But this time it was just a bit of bad luck, wasn't it?

　There is no shortage of opponents.
　I'll show them the power of an S-class cheat to their heart's content--!