Oriana was swinging her sword vigorously.
"Fuhahaha! There you go! What's wrong!? You're only running and running like that!?"
Oriana had been chasing Rigel with intent. She had run after him through the forest.
(Tch… What a pathetic guy…)
Oriana thought. Even among the Royal Academy students, there were weak ones. Naturally, there were many mediocre examinees before they entered the academy. However, those who aimed for the Royal Academy were supposed to have some backbone. There were many who didn't give up until the very end. But this boy named Rigel seemed to have nothing to do with "backbone."
(He's this weak… That's actually refreshing)
Oriana smiled. Chasing a determined examinee was fun, but chasing a weak young man who had given up early was also new and good. She was thinking that as she swung her sword at the fleeing Rigel.
"Hahaha! How's that!!? If you're scared, cry or scream if you want!!"
"Hii…!!"
