I was expecting challengers to pour in at any moment, but the streets weren't as noisy as I anticipated.

Visitors to Allen’s city were nothing more than ordinary tourists, just like any other day.

No one came to challenge me. Instead, everyone seemed to be worried about me.

So, I casually mentioned that I liked strong men like Papa, and everyone looked at him with proud, approving eyes. Of course, it made sense that I’d want to die for Papa.

I wanted to say, right then and there, that I was just saying it for politeness, and there was no way I could actually like such a troll like him, but I held back for Papa's sake.

It seems like I’m slowly becoming an adult.@@novelbin@@

After finishing the basic morning training, I stepped outside to find a pile of gifts waiting for me.

A few steps behind, a crowd had gathered.

And, right in the middle, my designated spot naturally appeared.

As usual, when I stood there, fairies scattered light around me.

People gasped in awe and, without fail, their eyes turned toward me.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Lucy Allen.”

I held my skirt ends in a noble greeting, and the crowd's amazement grew even louder.

Hmm, judging by their reaction, it seems like no challengers have come forward today either.

No matter how blinded by the desire for power someone is, it seems hard to challenge me in front of so many people.

I mean, if they make one wrong move, they could be stomped on by the crowd. That might be a bit scary.

Maybe I should issue another public notice. This time, I’ll throw in a lot of provocations, and maybe people will gather?

With that thought, I finished my morning greeting and turned back to the reception room, where I saw Karia waving at me as she had entered without me noticing.

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