Waking up to the training hall's ceiling as a warm liquid coursed through his throat and battered body, Siegfried looked like he was having subtle internal struggles again.
He lost again.
"Sigh…That day would eventually come…just keep doing what you do, Siegfried Lionheart…," Siegfried reassured himself, taking Shye's extended hand for support as he stood up.
"Yo, Sieg, you alright?"
"Yeah, thanks for asking."
"Sigh…I can't believe that I still lost despite breaking my back for the past two years just to catch up to you!"
Hearing his close friend's words, Shye couldn't help but stare at Siegfried for a second in astonishment.
The guy must be frustrated from repeatedly losing to him despite all his efforts. Yet, Siegfried's attitude remained unchanged.
He was still the same likable and trustworthy friend he had always been, and for that, Shye was thankful.
