"Weina, not bad!"
Ignoring the "small character" who fell from the sky, Anita had already urged her flying horse to take the lead and approach Liweina.
In Her Majesty the Queen's first victorious battle against an opponent of equal level, she smiled charmingly at Anita, waved her hand, and a rain of red rose petals transformed into light, fluttering down from the sky.
Raising the hem of her skirt, she jumped onto the broad back of the flying horse, sitting sideways to ride with Anita. The latter encircled her slender waist, whispering playfully into her ear.
Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each prevail in their own way; the two beautiful women created a rare spectacle in the sky.
Clap! Clap! Clap!...
"Your Majesty, as the pinnacle profession that utilizes willpower to influence reality, a Titled Knight's strength is as powerful as their mind. Your performance today is truly impressive!"
Following closely behind, Aiven sincerely applauded and praised Liweina.
