Unlike Andrew, Barbara wouldn't let the opponent swagger off after showing off.

Actually, if Capella were a man, Andrew wouldn't have tolerated it either.

This is probably that kind of competitive feeling that only exists between the same gender...

"Hmm?" Capella turned her head when she heard Barbara's words.

Andrew also looked at Barbara beside him.

On Barbara's delicate face, she flashed a bright smile, "Capella, you're really confident, but..."

Barbara's eyelids drooped slightly, and when she lifted them again, a silent orange flame flickered in her eyes as she stared into Capella's eyes, "…if you're really that confident, then why did I see overwhelming 'anxiety' from you just now?"

For many familiar with Capella within the Magic Guild, Capella's tendency to space out was nearly a universally known characteristic.

Even earlier, when Andrew hadn't defeated Yorkshire yet, Barbara's view of Capella was the same.

Just an absent-minded girl, lost in thought, who knows where.

Earlier, Barbara wasn't angered into action due to being ignored; instead, she utilized her pupil power to examine the opponent from top to bottom!

Then Barbara saw what exactly had Capella in such a distracted state—

Capella was anxious about something!

Although it's unclear what she was anxious about, the intensity of those feelings was so overwhelming, it shocked Barbara at first sight.

She'd never seen anyone so anxious!

This is what Barbara saw using her full pupil power, from Capella.

"Anxiety?" Andrew was taken aback.

The others at the scene were also a bit surprised.

Including Catherine, everyone naturally knew how reputable the First Saintess Capella was, and they all knew that for this girl to be hailed as the strongest saintess in guild history, she must have some extraordinarily special traits, possibly harboring some secrets.

But… anxiety?

Andrew and everyone present, except Barbara, looked at Capella standing on the drawbridge over the frozen moat and thought, could this really… be the behavior of an anxious person?

Someone who could still smile after defeat and confidently claim "I can tackle two at once"—could they be an anxious person?!

"If someone like this can be associated with anxiety, wouldn't everyone else be anxious enough to bash their heads against the wall?" Andrew thought, "So is the law of this world that the more anxious you are, the more excellent you become?"

Instinctively, he didn't believe it! And Andrew knew it wasn't just him; the others surely had similar thoughts.

But at this moment, Andrew said nothing.

None of the others at the scene spoke, each wearing a bewildered expression.

Then they saw Capella, hearing Barbara's words, pause noticeably. She then fell silent, not responding to Barbara for a moment, and then... Capella's smile gradually disappeared from her face!

"This..." At this moment, Andrew exclaimed silently, "...so Barbara actually hit the mark?"

Because this was totally the reaction of someone whose secret had been exposed!!

"...I was feeling a bit regretful earlier, choosing you over Andrew for the one-on-one negotiation duel." Capella said expressionlessly after a moment of silence, staring at Barbara. "Now I'm a bit looking forward to the one-on-one duel with you then."

The tone was extremely flat, yet the contained menace was clear to all!

"Is that so? I'm not looking forward to it," Barbara shrugged, "I don't like little brats who are too full of themselves like you."

Capella: "..."

Andrew listened on the side, secretly amazed, thinking, is this what tearing between women looks like? It's intense!

From memory, he'd never seen Barbara so "heated"!

Of course, the most crucial thing was Capella's reaction. It essentially confirmed Barbara's previously unmentioned claim that her spacing out was actually due to anxiety!

"So what exactly is the reason for the anxiety?"

Andrew's mind raced, "As the First Saintess of the Magic Guild, a new cultivator of Dragon Transformation Combat Techniques, and as a Flame Warrior possessing the Fire of Extinguishing, someone capable of defeating Tier Four monstrosities like Orleans—what on earth could make such a person anxious to the point of lifelong distraction?!"

It could be seen that Capella intended to keep clashing with Barbara. But this made Andrew feel she became a bit more real, with normal human emotions, rather than just a First Saintess titled emotional machine—one that's often out of order!

"Alright, Capella!" The Dragon Taming Lady's voice sounded again from the Royal Court, "Stop meddling, follow me quickly!" At this time, there was no hint of frustration or anger in the Dragon Taming Lady's voice; it had returned to calmness and authority.

Capella furrowed her brows and remained silent for a moment again, before reluctantly turning and following.

On Barbara's side, Catherine also gestured for her to calm down, suppressing her temper.

They watched as Capella's figure finally disappeared in the archway of the Royal Court's entrance.

At this, among the four from the Magic Guild who came to negotiate, three entered the Royal Court, and one was captured.

As for their side…

After Catherine stopped Barbara, her face shifted slightly as she received some news and smiled, saying, "Sabye's injury is no longer a problem, and he has woken up."

"Phew." Dean Charlie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and said, "Thank the Royal Court's physician."

He thought to himself that as the team leader on this trip, if a team member suffered a serious injury or even death just after arriving at the Royal Court, it would indeed be a major dereliction of duty!

Fortunately, everything was fine.

In fact, one could say that as the situation developed to now, it actually set a good precedent for the upcoming negotiations.

"Once again, thank you, Your Highness, for your assistance."

In public, Dean Charlie always referred to Catherine as "Your Highness" rather than "Second Miss."

Then he looked at Andrew and said earnestly, "Thank you too, Andrew. You did very well!"

This was heartfelt.

Although Catherine's strength was astonishing, and Barbara's momentum when facing the Saintess Capella was also completely unyielding—as she saw through the other's anxious emotions, which was a psychological advantage and initiative.

However, in Dean Charlie's view, Andrew silently defeating the Third Saint Son Yorkshire was the basis and premise for Catherine and Barbara's successive efforts!

Before that, Dean Charlie and Susan, though withstood the pressure from the Lady Dragon Tamer and the Flame Turtle, the overall situation was still disadvantageous for them.

Not only Dean Charlie but also Susan showed obvious approval in her gaze towards Andrew.

Only Havier grumbled, saying, "I think it's just ordinary... this Third Saint Son is too weak..."

Andrew shook his head and said, "He was indeed careless, and I was rather lucky."

Havier was taken aback, thinking, "Is he really this modest? This... this is the Magic Guild's Saint Son! Even if it's the Third Saint Son, he's still a Saint Son!"

Then Andrew lifted the Third Saint Son Yorkshire in his hand and asked, "How should we handle this guy now?" thinking that since the Magic Guild's people had already entered the Royal Court, there was no need to keep holding onto Yorkshire.

"Leave it to me."

Catherine stepped forward, smiling slightly, "I'll detain him on behalf of the Royal Court, which is more justified. It's hard for the Magic Guild to argue. Besides, while other capabilities of our Royal Court may not be formidable, the 'Ice Prison Frost Prison' for detaining prisoners is absolutely top-notch."

This was the first time Catherine truly spoke to Andrew.

Face to face.

Andrew controlled himself from making any mistake due to the strong sense of closeness.

Meanwhile, slightly tilting his head, he saw Dean Charlie and Susan smiling and nodding.

Only then did he hand Yorkshire over.

The poor Third Saint Son Yorkshire, handed over to Catherine by Andrew like a commodity; if he were awake at this moment, he would probably be furious.

"Thank you." Catherine took Yorkshire, then summoned two Frost Guards and gave a simple command, "Take him away."

The two Frost Guards immediately accepted the order and took Yorkshire away.

Andrew noticed a detail: when those two Frost Guards accepted Yorkshire, they had no hesitation, seemingly without any psychological barrier of "am I going to face retribution from the Magic Guild for escorting the Magic Guild's Saint Son?"

"So this Catherine of the Royal Court really has a high status and prestige," Andrew thought. "These guards on site, one after another, absolutely obey her. Even the Warrior Chief actually respects her greatly on the surface."

It was clear that once the Magic Guild's people left, Catherine seemed to relax a little.

Earlier, when she took action, she was like an unstoppable spear, dazzling and strong, perfect to the point that it felt unreal.

Now, having perhaps lowered her mental guard, she instead gave Andrew a... gentle feeling.

"She seems a bit like how Barbara described her mother used to be? According to Barbara, her late eldest sister also seemed to have this kind of personality..."

Thinking of this, Andrew suddenly felt enlightened. "No wonder Havier is aloof towards his little aunt Barbara but particularly close to Catherine, his second aunt! Perhaps, he considers his second aunt half a mother…"

"Is there something strange on my face?" Catherine looked over again.

"Ah? No, nothing." Only then did Andrew realize he had been staring at her face.

There was something he kept wanting to say: "Your Highness... do you possess one of the Eight Strange Fires?"

He almost couldn't help but ask several times. Mainly because the sense of closeness was overwhelmingly strong!

But in the end, Andrew held himself back. Even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't do so in such a public setting.

It would be very impolite!

Catherine, noticing Andrew's slightly awkward expression, seemed amused and did not scold him, instead saying softly, "If you have something you want to say to me privately, wait until we enter the Royal Court to discuss it." She actually saw that Andrew had something to ask her.

Andrew thought for a moment and nodded. He did not deny that he had something to say to her.

Catherine pursed her lips in a smile before turning to look at Barbara, who was still a bit sulky while looking in the direction of Capella's departure inside the Royal Court: "Alright then, we'll talk about the one-on-one negotiation competition matters later."

Then she warmly invited everyone, saying, "Come on in! The welcome banquet is ready."