One month.
In the late water month, the cold mornings began to feel warm, but it was still cold enough that you could see steam coming out of your mouth. Even so, those on the training ground never felt the chill of the morning once they started practicing, including Felicia and Allen, who were currently sparring with their wooden swords.
"Lady! Fight!" shouted the watcher soldiers, seeing Felicia having trouble withstanding Allen's sword attack.
"Allen, aren't you a little too serious? Lady is struggling because of you!" the soldiers shouted.
Felicia immediately glared at the soldier. Although she said nothing, her eyes exclaimed, "Don't underestimate me!" to him.
"So-sorry."
'I want to do that too, but this girl is really stubborn; if I hold back too much, she'll be angry,' Allen thought.
