No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1596: Playmate

Such oaths cannot be sustained for long.

With Hannah’s "death," the oath was naturally voided.

Looking back now, the King still feels regretful.

After all, Hannah was the one with true talent and strength back then.

The competition has officially started on the training grounds, and there are many spectators present, probably because they think members of the royal family are watching online too, so everyone’s comments are somewhat restrained.

The competition hasn’t even reached halftime, and the King is already losing interest.

Although he has been away from the battlefield for many years and his talent isn’t very high, he can see that none of these students are a match for Hannah.

To deal with Hannah, one would need to be on at least the level of Wayne Lane. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

He only regrets that Wayne Lane’s injury has not yet healed; otherwise, he would not be so passive.

The King is troubled by the selection process, and so is the Queen with her knitted brows.

She’s still worried about Emma’s safety.

Although the escort sent to retrieve the princess has set out, there has been no news so far.

As her mother, she naturally understands her daughter, fearing that Emma is being headstrong and unwilling to return easily.

And indeed, the situation is as the Queen has guessed.

It’s not that Emma cannot return; she simply does not want to.

The escort team responsible for bringing Emma back had arrived days ago, but Emma has been avoiding them all along.

Wayne Lane has been out surveying the terrain these past few days, leaving Sheffield Benedict in charge of the base. Knowing he can’t persuade Emma, he does not take a stand against the pressure from the escort team.

"The princess has her own thoughts, and I am but a subordinate. It is not my place to influence her decisions."

His words are spoken neither arrogantly nor humbly, with Sheffield Benedict always wearing a gentle mask that seems approachable, yet invisibly imposing a sense of oppression and distance.

Although the escort team’s captain is much older and of a higher rank than Sheffield Benedict, faced with such a response, he doesn’t know how to refute.

In the end, he can only leave after leaving a message for Sheffield Benedict to take good care of the princess.

Not long after the escort team leaves, Emma walks in from another direction.

Dressed in an elaborate gown with a crown and jewelry, as if fearing others might not recognize her princess status, she even wears a pair of white gloves on her hands.

Upon entering, she softly says to Sheffield Benedict, "Sheffield, I knew you’d help me."

Sheffield Benedict doesn’t even glance up, speaking indifferently, "You are the princess, no one would dare disobey you."

He intentionally keeps a distance from Emma, sitting on a single sofa a bit further away.

Emma fails to notice the distance in his words and just pouts, carelessly taking a seat, "Why do you and Brother Wayne Lane always talk like this, always with ’princess this,’ ’princess that.’ We’ve grown up together, why be so distant now?"

From the time Emma started to remember, Wayne Lane and Sheffield Benedict had already been sent by their families to the palace, supposedly as companions to the princess but in reality, to cultivate two loyal subordinates.

This is a common tactic used by the royalty, a tradition from long ago.

The King dotes on Emma and naturally wants to give her the best, including selecting from many to find the right ones.

Growing up together from childhood naturally deepens their bond.

But the precondition is that the three truly get along well.