Chapter 24 (1/2)

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As expected, perhaps you could say, Fii was the apprentice with the least stamina.

And naturally so.

On the one hand, you had boys who spent their lives preparing to becomes knights with martial arts and sword training.

On the other, you had a girl who lived as a princess, and what’s more, she had done nothing except etiquette lessons over the last few years.

It was impossible to expect a fair challenge.

Because the running exercises were designed to build stamina, even the well-trained boys had a tough time completing the numerous laps.

The one at the forefront was Gorms.

After him was surprisingly, Remié. It made sense now that he didn’t seem as bothered as everybody else; long distance was apparently his specialty.

He stayed a perfect distance from Gorms and followed his pace.

Apparently Gorms wasn’t good at long distance. Because his body was big, it would always take more energy to move his body compared to others.

(If I remember right, this guy is with Heath a lot. Since he had an expression like a carefree lamb I never thought he’d be able to run this far. But I’m not gunna lose.)

Gorms pumped himself up and maintained his lead.

Both Slad and Geith were in the middle.

Slad looked entirely unamused, while Geith had the same expression as ever.

And then, dead last, was Fii.

She found herself unable to keep up at all with these boys, running along at the back as she wheezed.

By the time she had gotten halfway through a lap, her face was pale blue.

Yet she never complained once.

“Heath, you okay?”

Even Hislo, who the apprentices called the instructor from h.e.l.l, found himself worrying for her and called out numerous times.

To begin with, the reason for his harsh words was in order to push the lazier students to their limits.

But the student in front of him had not only reached her limits, but was attempting to continue past them.

“Heath, if you think it’s too much, you don’t have to run.”

“I’m fine… Sorry… I can’t… breath, so… please don’t make… me talk…”

In other words, she was having it so bad that she couldn’t even speak.

Despite that, her eyes showed no intention of quitting.

Hislo wasn’t sure whether to stop her either.

All the other students besides her were beginning to reach the goal.

“Is that kid gunna be okay…?”

Gorms watched the unsteady, but still running Heath.

Gorms was the first in the Northern Dormitory to reach the goal. He had shaken off Remié’s ghosting and dashed near the end.

“I’m a little worried…” said Remié, who had reached the goal just after Gorms.

More and more, the others were beginning to hit the goal as well, and eventually only Fii was left running.

“You don’t have to overdo things.”

“I can do it…”

Fii’s reply to Hislo was immediate.

Drenched in sweat, she continued to run.

As her endurance and strength was used up, eventually she couldn’t even lift her legs.

But having seen the difference between her and the boys around her had made her all the more determined to, at the very least, finish the training.

“If you… can’t wait for… me, then… please move on… to the next… item… I’m… going to finish…” she said between laboured breaths.

“Heath… Try your best…” prayed Remié.

“Hahaha, I knew it was impossible for a midget to become a knight.”

“Yeah. This is what happens when the poor overreach themselves.”