Anything For Her

Undefeatable Legend

“Yes, he’s my fiancé

“In that case, we will also place our trust in him. If he is the one who will construct the new order, he shall receive

our unwavering backing.”

If that man was Sophie’s fiancé, they were going to show him their support.

“Please ask him to contact me directly if he needs anything. We’ll work together with him,” Arthur added. He knew

that only by establishing the new order would they be able to survive there.

Therefore, they had to extend their help to Tristan.

There were no disadvantages to the construction of a new order.

“Okay, I got it. He won’t let you down,” Sophie promised. She knew that Tristan would do good on his promise.

“Okay.”

Just then, Tristan arrived. When the villagers saw another newcomer, they tensed up again. However, after casting

glances at Arthur’s expression, they figured out that the newcomer was not someone who would bring harm to

them, so they relaxed.

Sophie and Arthur rose to their feet to welcome Tristan.

“Hello, Mr. Tristan. I’m Arthur Camidge. If you need any help in the future, please feel free to come to me, he

uttered. It was not a lie; Arthur was capable of making things happen in the village.

“All right. Thank you, Mr. Camidge.” Tristan replied politely.

“Mr. Tristan, please sit down and have a drink with the others if you don’t mind,” Arthur suggested. It was likely that

they were going to interact more often in the near future, after all.

Things would go smoother if they knew each other better.

“Mr. Camidge, no need for courteous words. We’re all friends here, so why would we mind?”

Even though Tristan usually seemed like a prideful affluent gentleman, he was capable of humbling himself to blend

into the environment.

Moreover, he was knowledgeable and could chat with Arthur on any topic the latter raised.

Arthur liked him, and he was honest about it.

“Mr. Tristan, you’re a pleasant man to talk to, but of course, how can Ms. Tanner fall for anyone less?” he said,

nodding.

Sophie was their savior, and he was overjoyed to see their savior in a happy relationship.

“Mr. Camidge, you should drink lesser.” Sophie voiced out, a little worried that Arthur would suffer from a terrible

hangover later on.

Their alcohol was strong, and Arthur had drunk quite a number of glasses.

“I’m fine. I just want to celebrate today. I won’t get drunk,” he said.

He had gotten rid of a big issue in their village, and he had gotten to know a wonderful individual. It was no surprise

that he was ecstatic.

Just then, someone else at the side also prompted, “Mr. Camidge, please drink lesser. Don’t embarrass yourself in

front of Ms. Tanner.”“”

It was only then Arthur put down his wine glass.

“Mr. Tristan, someone has to build a new order. We’re not capable of doing that, but you are, so please help us

out.” Arthur said, a tinge of bitterness in his tone.

If it were possible, they would have wanted to establish the new order themselves.

Alas, none of them was talented enough to do that. They could only place their hope on someone else. There was

nothing they could do about it.

The place was simply too underdeveloped, and they did not have the necessary financial funding.

“Of course, Mr. Camidge. Don’t worry. I won’t give up on this place.”

After that, Arthur was led away by another person. Sophie and Tristan then stood up, ready to leave.

“Why are you here?”

“The guard said that my fiancée fled, so, of course, I have to come and check out the situation. If you’ve really run

off, who am I supposed to have the wedding with?” Tristan answered.

Holding hands, they then made their way out of the village.

“I won’t run. I’ll only hold tightly onto you. I’ll never leave,” she reassured. Sophie could never bring herself to lose

such a wonderful fiancé like Tristan.

“I’m glad to hear that.” The night was beautiful and much cooler than the day, so the two of them took their time

walking back.

“To be honest, it’s not easy to formulate a new hierarchical structure,” Sophie said. She had researched the local

situation, and she realized that there were a few forces established in the area.

Kaarle had only been a tyrant at the village.

“Trust me. If I say it’s doable, then it is. You have me here. What’s there that I can’t do? Also, I have you too.”

He was certain that Sophie could even introduce a new system of governance all by herself, but he did not wish to

see her overwork herself.

“Yes, you’re right. I’ll help you out.”

They were there for each other, so there were no problems in the world they could not solve.

Once they returned to the base, they spotted Bertram practicing with his subordinates. Bertram was a battle

maniac, so it was not surprising to see him doing that.

When he saw Sophie return, he boldly said, “Ms. Tanner, I’ve always known that you’re good in a fight. Is it okay if I

spar with you?”

Sophie was a little taken aback by his request.

What’s Bertram doing? I’m a girl, am I not?

“Ms. Tanner, can I?” Bertram urged, his eyes bright in anticipation of her agreement. It’s nothing much; it’s just

sparring, so it should be fine, right?

“Sure.”

Sophie could not bring herself to reject him when she realized how eager he was.

Bertram then turned to Tristan and asked, “Mr. Tristan, is that okay?”

After all, Tristan was the one with the final say in the base, and Sophie was his fiancée.

“Why should I stop you if you’re looking to hurt yourself?”

“Mr. Tristan, Bert’s our best fighter, and Ms. Tanner is just a fragile woman. It won’t be good if she ends up getting

hurt.”

“He’s right! Bert, what are you doing? How can you fight a girl?” another cried out. Even though it was just a

practice, Bertram was going up against a woman.

“I’m fine. I don’t mind this at all. Bert, you don’t need to go easy on me,” Sophie responded, flexing her wrist.

Bertram gulped.

Did I make a mistake?

“All right, let’s begin!” They did not want the rest of the crowd to wait for long-

Meanwhile, Tristan went to look for a seat, not at all fretting about Sophie.

“I wonder what Mr. Tristan will do if Bert makes Ms. Tanner cry.”

“That’ll never happen! Bert won’t do that. He won’t dare to make her cry!”

At that, Bertram could only blink awkwardly.

Will Ms. Tanner end up making me cry? Isn’t this just sparring? Why are they exaggerating the situation? Won’t it be

embarrassing if I really can’t defeat Ms. Tanner?

“Bert, you should focus when you’re sparring.”

In the blink of an eye, Sophie had already kicked Bertram in the arm.

Even though Sophie did not use all of her strength in that attack, Bertram had already figured out how capable she

was.

“Apologies, but I’m going to go all out in this,” he then uttered. By then, the battle maniac had forgotten all about

Sophie’s identity as he threw himself into the match with her.

Bertram was undefeatable in the base, but at that moment, a woman was easily countering Bertram’s attacks.