Frey took a deep breath and stepped onto the platform for the competition, a square stone platform measuring 10X10, specially built for today's match, standing one and a half meters above the ground. Falling off the platform or conceding the match would mean losing. Frey had already won two matches before, but as the competition progressed, her opponents grew more formidable. To be honest, she didn't have confidence in continuing forward.
Thinking about this made Frey a little frustrated. Brand had sent her here to grow stronger so she could protect everyone in the village. But now she couldn't say she had achieved that. Compared to those geniuses who seemed like monsters, even her initial confidence had been eroded significantly.
Frey raised her Sword; her opponent this time was an upper-grade student from the academy. Nemesia stood watching as always, but upon seeing Frey's status, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.
