Of course, doing so would inevitably make the entire Royal palace nervous. After all, the fact that a girl who had always been obedient would do something so outrageous would certainly make the people in the palace anxious.
But as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Iris had simply never done anything like this before, so doing it for the first time would inevitably cause strong dissatisfaction.
However, what could dissatisfaction do?
Iris was not a puppet; she had her own thoughts, and she shouldn't be controlled by others.
If she were just a puppet, living each day in this Royal palace in a daze, what difference would there be between her and a dead person?
Iris is powerful. The fact that she can pull out the Holy Sword shows that her strength and potential far exceed those of her predecessors.
In that case, why become a puppet?
Roa gazed at Iris with a calm expression. The young man said softly, "If you want to do what you want to do, don't let those people have such high expectations of you. There's no such thing as having it both ways in this world, Iris. Haven't you realized it yet? You've been walking the path that others want you to walk."
When the young man said these words, the atmosphere became heavy.
The smile on the girl's face disappeared. She still had those exquisite features, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. She was still herself, but at this moment, she seemed a little at a loss.
Roa sighed, leaned down, smoothed out the wrinkles on the girl's skirt, and said softly, "Iris, there's nothing wrong with the path that others have paved for you. After all, most of the people here want you to have a good future. Many of the things they've arranged aren't completely useless, but, Iris…"
The young man paused, and his golden eyes slowly opened, his lava-like pupils meeting Iris's gaze.
The young man's magnetic yet seductive voice rang out.
"They are not Iris, you are Iris. You know what you want, they don't. They're just doing what they think is right."
"Iris, are the things they think are right really right for you? Aren't you feeling very tired of it now?"
The young man's gentle words echoed in Iris's ears. The girl opened her mouth, but in the end, she couldn't say anything.
"What I think is right."
Iris murmured, repeating the young man's words.
Claire, who was below, had been watching the two people above. Seeing Roa lower his head and say something to Iris, and then Iris showed such a dazed expression.
Claire subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
Roa's posture felt like he was conveying some wrong ideas to Iris.
Claire instinctively frowned, and the look in her eyes towards Roa had become somewhat hostile.
Damn it, he's actually instilling strange ideas into the Princess.
However, even though she was a little anxious, the training hadn't ended yet, and Claire couldn't leave the Knights.
Claire was a person who adhered to the rules. For Claire, the rules and regulations of the Royal palace seemed to have become a part of her life. She wouldn't allow anyone to touch the bottom line of the rules, but at the same time, the girl herself wouldn't touch the bottom line.
And now, Claire was facing a problem. The girl could only stand aside and worry, staring at the two people in the front.
Time passed little by little. Claire really wanted to rush forward, grab Roa by the collar, and ask the young man what he had said to Iris.
However, such thoughts had ended before they even began.
With a different mood, Claire waited for a long time, finally enduring to the end of this training, but when she looked up again, she could still see the shadows of the young man and the girl.
The seats were empty, and the two had already left.
…
Around 10:30 AM, this is the current time.
Roa stood behind, and Iris stood in front. The girl's face had an unprecedentedly relaxed smile. Iris would greet everyone who passed by.
It could be seen that the girl was in a really good mood, and she had figured everything out.
At noon, Iris still invited Roa to the banquet. Of course, there was also a knight glaring fiercely at Roa beside Roa.
Claire stood beside Iris. She had already felt that her position was steadily declining, and a huge sense of crisis arose in her heart. She had approached Iris in the first half of the hour, wanting to ask Iris indirectly to see what Roa had said.
However, Iris, who had always been honest, didn't say anything at this moment. Although her expression was still calm, she just casually said, "No, nothing special."
She just muddled through.
Claire wasn't a fool, and knew that there must be something fishy going on, but seeing that the girl wasn't willing to say anything, she could only frown and feel a little resentful.
After meeting for a day and a half, they already had their own little secrets.
This made Claire feel very uncomfortable. She had spent a lot of time with Iris, and this was the first time that Iris had prevaricated Claire, which made Claire's vaguely bad guess in her heart even deeper.
The lunch banquet was as usual, and there was nothing special.
The two of them were just eating in silence. Roa didn't like to talk when he was eating.
Iris saw that Roa was focused on eating, so she didn't speak either, but the girl's eyes occasionally swept across the young man's cheek.
Claire took everything into her eyes. The knight opened her mouth, feeling very unwilling in her heart.
The knight clenched her hands, but quickly let go.
Why? I was here first.
Claire's face was full of unwillingness. Iris was naturally very important to Claire.
For some reason, whenever she saw Iris's quiet little face, Claire would have a dazed illusion. Every time she came into contact with Iris, she would feel happy.
In short, this knight had a bit of a yuri tendency.
It was just hidden relatively deeply, and she didn't usually show it.
But in any case, she really liked Iris very much.
But now, her little princess didn't need her anymore.
Thinking of this, Claire couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Damn it, he can do it, why can't I?
At this moment, time was stretched infinitely long. A meal that was only twenty minutes long, Claire felt like it had been thirty or forty years.
She had a lot of things to say, but when she saw Iris's delicate face and pure eyes, Claire didn't know what to say.
"Forget it, let's just leave it at that."
Claire sighed deeply, feeling a little lost.