Chapter 23 (2/2)

Everybody groaned when they heard that.

Boys preferred flas.h.i.+er things like sword-fighting, over boring things like running.

Slad looked as crestfallen as everybody else.

Remié surprisingly liked running. Maybe because he was easygoing.

Geith’s expression remained the same.

Next to her, Gorms began warming up while muttering, “Gunna take first place,” while Fii herself muttered, “Gunna follow Gorms as much as I can!” while doing the same thing.

Which earned her a poke to the forehead.

“You dumba.s.s. I already know how little strength you have because of our match. Just run at your own d.a.m.n pace!”

It was true that Gorms had attacked very strongly and forced Heath to take some strenuous evasive measures, but even taking that into account, her stamina was out of the question for an apprentice knight.

On the other hand, only her enthusiasm seemed to soar above others, which just made things worse.

“Mu…”

(He has a point…)

Fii gave up on following Gorms. Still, she was still burning with enthusiasm to go all out for York.

She had completely forgotten.

That both York and Crow had warned her,

“Don’t overdo it.”

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