Tyranny Of Steel Nov Chapter 163: Catfight

Chapter 163: Catfight

The light of the sun shone down upon Adela's room and through her glass window, illuminating her doll-like face as she slept beneath her covers. It was well past dawn, and yet the young girl still slept; after all, she was still growing and, as such, needed her beauty rest. After a short period of struggling to adjust to the light which bead upon her, she began to pout before opening her deep sapphire eyes and gazing at her window with contempt.

Now that she was awake, she decided to get out from under her covers, where she wore a frilly white nightgown; as per most of her clothing, Berengar designed it with both comfort and aesthetic in mind. The soft silk material dangled loosely from the growing curves of her adolescent body. After stretching for a little bit, she decided to go about her morning basic hygiene rituals such as bathing, brushing her teeth, and flossing before finally dressing in her exquisite attire based on Tudor and Elizabethan clothing patterns from Berengar's past life.

After getting dressed in her daily attire, she progressed to the dining hall where her family was gathering to eat breakfast; ever since her sister Ava had arrived in Graz, Adela had been doing her best to stay away from the woman, after all despite being siblings the two got along about as well as cats and dogs. For whatever reason, the Count of Salzburg's son and heir was spending his ti in Graz with his wife and three children. Though Adela did not understand why this was the case, after all, Salzburg was safe enough, and the excuse of being on vacation visiting Ava's family had long since grown suspicious.

Despite Adela's growing concerns over her eldest sister's stay, she still tried to play nice with the young woman, and as such, the two sat across from one another at the dining table, where the two began to mince words. Ava was, as always, the perpetrator of their little disputes, and as such, decided to bully her cute little sister.

"Adela, I heard your fiance was bold enough to declare his heresy as a reformation! I wonder what will happen to him when the Pope finally declares a crusade to deal with the trouble he has caused; I worry for your safety, after all, you are engaged to the man that the Church refers to as Berengar the Accursed!"

Imdiately the won went straight for the heart, knowing that Adela's relationship with Berengar was her most vulnerable point. However, since their first dispute, Adela had grown wiser and noticed that her eldest sister so commonly targetted Berengar with her words in an attempt to rile her up as such, Adela was as calm as a pond's surface as she rebutted Ava's taunt.

"Any force the Vatican sends into Tyrol will end up the sa as the last group of fools who entered Berengar's domain in an attempt to remove him from power."

She was quite obviously referring to the slaughter of the Teutonic Order's army, which marched into Berengar's lands; the result of that battle was well known among the Lords and Ladies of the German-speaking regions. However, Ava knew sothing that most did not know; after all, her husband was the son and heir to the Count of Salzburg, and his father's spy network was extensive. As such, she further taunted Adela with her attacks on Berengar's character.

"Poor sweet little Lambert, I heard Berengar used so vile sorcery to kill that poor boy in battle; what kind of black-hearted man murders his own little brother?"

Though Adela tried to stay calm, hearing her sister complint Lambert while insulting Berengar's character was enough to invoke ire in her heart.; Ava dared to act like Lambert was a saint, despite knowing of his past deeds. However, this was exactly how the Church was behaving about the issue. Every since Lambert's death, he had beco a martyr in the eyes of Catholics and a stain on Berengar's reputation.

Every wicked deed the boy had ever committed was wiped away from his past by the powerful propaganda network of the Church; the Catholic church depicted him as an exceptionally pious man who voluntarily gave up his inheritance to serve the Teutonic Order. Where he was deployed to bring his brother, a condemned heretic, to justice. However, as the two fought on the battlefield, Berengar blinded Lambert with so vile sorcery before stabbing him in the back.

This was the tale in which the Catholic church told the world about Lambert and Berengar's duel within the battlefield of Oberstdorf. Obviously, it was completely fabricated, but unlike Adela, who now thought of herself as a reformist due to Berengar's influence, Ava was a devout Catholic much like the rest of her family and chose to further propagate this story, despite knowing its falsehood in a deliberate attempt to ss with Adela. Hearing such provoking words Adela could not control herself and imdiately lashed out at Ava, who had succeeded in her aim.

"You know full well that Lambert was a devious little scoundrel who on multiple occasions tried to murder Berengar! What was his punishnt for such actions? He was disowned and sent to the Teutonic Order to redeem himself, where he used the first opportunity he could get to try to get revenge on Berengar for being rciful; if you ask , Berengar should have cut off his head, to begin with, it would have saved everyone so trouble!"

Ava smiled devilishly as she witnessed Adela fuming with anger, to the point where her cheeks were puffing like a chipmunk and were slightly flushed; in Ava's eyes, it was adorable. After seeing such a sight, of course, Ava could not resist and further poured salt on the wound.

"I suppose that is the excuse he told you after stealing Lambert's fiancee and impregnating her, right?"

Adela continued to fu in anger, but she did not lose control of her emotions. Instead, she forced herself to calm down before addressing Ava's last point. For the past few months, ever since Ava arrived, she had continuously beaten Adela in any argunt solely because she would bring up this point after being sorely defeated in the previous rounds of engagent and cause Adela to throw a tantrum. However, not this ti, Adela had finally figured out how to beat Ava this ti around, and she threw her words right back into her face.

"So what if Berengar has a lover? He is a great man, and plenty of great n have had multiple won by their side throughout history! If your husband was half as accomplished as Berengar, he too could take a lover, and I doubt you would mind!"

These words completely baffled Ava and attacked her weakest point. She knew her husband was not nearly as accomplished as Berengar, nor would he ever achieve half of the things Berengar had in life. Aside from coming from a powerful family and being slightly good looking, her husband was a relatively dull and unambitious man. The fact that her youngest sister managed to get soone like Berengar as a fiance had greatly invoked her ire, and it was her reason for picking on Adela all of the ti.

While Ava had an ugly expression on her face, Adela was smirking smugly at her, oh how the tables have turned. As for her husband, who was slightly older than ava herself and was nad Wolfgang von Salzburg, it took him a few monts to realize that Adela had essentially implied he was a loser. During that ti, Ava lashed out at Adela as she pounded the table with her fists extrely uncivilly.

"You think you are better than

because your fiance is extrely handso, has never been defeated in battle, and is absurdly wealthy? How dare you!?!"

Adela was delighted at the mont, ever since Ava had first arrived, she had continued to lose these daily catfights, but now the shoe was on the other foot. Apparently, Ava was a very sore loser. As such, Adela rely scoffed at Ava and told her the words she was told every ti she erupted at Ava in the past.

"We will discuss this later when you calm down."

If Ava's expression was ugly before, it was now outright hideous, she wanted to pounce at Adela on the spot, but she knew she could not do so; after all, such behavior was unladylike, and she had an image to maintain. As such, she quickly dug into the food on her plate while grumbling under her breath. Of course, it was at this mont Wolfgang finally realized that maybe there was a slight possibility that Adela had just insulted him, and as such, he whispered in Ava's ear asking about it.

"Did she just call

a loser?"

Ava nearly snapped at her husband's response; not only was he dull enough not to realize that he was insulted, but he had the nerve to ask her about it in front of the perpetrator; she really wishes she was married off to soone more like Berengar. Though she looked down on Berengar for being born into low nobility, the more he accomplished, the more Ava beca jealous of Adela. After all, who cares about whether soone is born into low nobility or not when they go from being a baron's son and heir to a Count mighty enough to flip the bird to the Vatican in under a year?

After this little catfight was over, the family's breakfast continued in awkward silence; the only one satisfied with the results of this al was Adela; she had won a great moral victory today against her sister. Adela believed it was doubtful that Ava would mock Berengar further now that her weakness was exposed. As such, she enjoyed the thick German Pancakes on her plate with delight.