Raised From The Wild-Chapter 350: Unfair Judgment 2

Adelle took out her phone and dialed her father’s number.

"Dad, did you happen to catch the outcome of the dressage competition?" she inquired, skipping any form of greeting.

"Yes, and you won the gold medal." A deep, gruffly voice came from the other line.

"Dad, why does that woman’s name come before mine? You promised that the gold medal would be mine," she complained.

"Adelle, to be completely honest with you, I think you should be happy with being a silver medalist. Didn’t you see how amazing that woman and her horse were at performing that tap dance?" The man’s voice was gentle. If the generals whom he was meeting earlier could hear him, they would swear that he was a different man. But then, they knew that tier boss was a doting father.

Adelle asked, "Dad, am I your daughter, or is she your daughter?" She was upset and wondered if her performance was really that bad that even her father did not agree she deserved the gold.

"Sweetheart, you know you’ve always been my favorite daughter. Go, get ready to receive your well-deserved medal. They’ll be calling you in just a few minutes. I can’t wait to see my incredible princess on that platform, beaming with pride and grace while Uropa’s national anthem is being aired."

"I am still not happy, Dad. I don’t want to share that medal with her. She already beat me in archery, even though that wasn’t my original event. I used to be the undisputed world champion until I got tired of it."

"Adelle, the reason you lost what was important to you is because you let your guard down when you became tired of it. You need to learn from this mistake. Don’t underestimate the importance of fame and power. Who gets tired of fame and power?"

"I understand, Daddy. I apologize. I never imagined that there could be someone more skilled than me." Adelle tightened her hold on the phone as she admitted.

The voice on the other end of the line turned stern as the speaker asked, "And you know what to do, right?"

"I know, Daddy. Bye now. The awarding is about to start." Adelle ended the call and walked toward the platform where the awarding would be held.

Holding his phone, the man carefully placed it on the table before him. His gaze shifted to the screen, where he observed the mesmerizing movements of the horse executing an intricate tap dance. He found himself captivated by the grace and complexity of the steps. Intrigued, he replayed the video multiple times, closely studying Princess Amaya’s interaction with the horse. It seemed as though she was communicating with the horse, guiding it through the performance with remarkable ease.

Two years ago, he had someone investigate the princess. It was not only because he needed her rare RH-negative AB blood type but because she could communicate with certain animals. If he could have someone like her as a subordinate, then wouldn’t he be able to subdue the entire world in half his projected timeframe?

He observed the video of her horse’s remarkable jumps and was astounded by her unprecedented achievement. She effortlessly cleared all the obstacles in an astonishing 40 seconds, setting the fastest time in the history of the Battle of the Titans. Additionally, he was amazed by her exceptional skill in archery, as she consistently hit the bullseye with remarkable precision in multiple shots.

His steely gray eyes shimmered with determination as he set his sights on acquiring this extraordinary talent. With a firm press of a button on the intricate armrest of his grand throne, a figure cloaked in a robe quietly entered the room. Bowing low, the figure awaited commands from the man known to all as "The Mighty Zeus."

"Invite all the gold medalists of the Battle of the Titans and their coaches to the engagement party of my daughter and my godson."

The robed man nodded and left the room to carry out the order.

The chief judge at the arena announced the winners of the dressage event, causing a stir among the audience. It was an unprecedented moment in the biennial sports event’s history, as two gold medalists were declared.

"They were wise, after all. I thought they would force Adelle Black to be the winner," the Duke of Ereseo whispered to Donello. I saw the original scoresheet before they were called to a closed-door meeting. Princess Amaya scored 99.5, while Adelle got a perfect mark.

"How could it be? It was very clear that my sister and Apollo performed better than she did. Even the audience could tell, as they cheered louder after my sister’s performance than that of Adelle Black." Donelle grumbled.

He glanced at his mobile phone to check the online comments. Like him and many other spectators, the netizens could not comprehend why Adelle Black tied with the princess of Lireya.

The chief judge heard the murmurs from the audience. One of the assistants approached him and whispered something to his ear, which caused his face to turn ugly.

He cleared his throat and spoke in a loud and clear voice.

"You might all wonder why, for the first time in the history of the Battle of the Titans, we had declared two gold medalists. This was a very difficult decision for us, and it took us a long time to deliberate. The performance of the athlete from Lireya, Princess Amaya Rocas, was exceptional. It was the first time we had seen such a performance. Her horse wasn’t trotting or prancing or walking, but he was dancing complicated tap dance steps."

"I was entertained by such a jovial performance, so she deserved the perfect score of 100." The chief judge paused to study the reaction of the crowd. He noted their discontent, and his heart skipped a beat.

"The reason why we also gave Adelle Black a perfect score is that Princess Amaya’s choice of horse was something unusual. We judges hadn’t seen a white horse doing a dressage, which was odd and peculiar. Initially, there was a 0.5-point deduction from Princess Amaya’s score, but after the deliberation, the score was kept at 100. Adelle’s horse was a magnificent warmblood, and the ideal one to do the dressage, and their performance was quite good."

A husband sitting at the bleacher whispered to his wife, "Wifey, why do I feel like an idiot, and I don’t understand what the judge is saying? Why is he explaining Princess Amaya’s score and not Adelle’s?"

"Hubby, he is saying that Princess Amaya initially deserved a silver medal."

Husband: "..."