A day passed in the blink of an eye. Yesterday was our last day to enjoy ourselves. The conquest of Antares will be commenced in two days and everyone is extremely hyped about it. We have been clashing against this Kingdom for a hundred years, so they are determined to make it fall this time.
After what happened at the bar yesterday, Jovenus looks at me with more respect, much to my surprise. I honestly expected him to ridicule me after showing him my confidence which I am sure people will associate with arrogance but he didn't, which makes me respect him more.
"Are you sure you don't need to train? You may find your adversary on the battlefield and get killed."
"Are you planning to be that adversary?"
"Well…"
What I intended to be a joke became a sensitive topic. This has never happened before, so I can't help looking at my conversation partner with a quirked eyebrow.
