Sam walked through the bustling market of the capital city, Celestria, beside the princess of Eldoris and the most irritating person in the world—Einar. Her long waist-length red hair swayed gently in the breeze as she giggled with the princess, a sight that set his nerves on edge. No matter how much he trained or refined his swordsmanship, he could never best her in combat. He hadn't lost to her either, but that wasn't the same.
Sam knew that while Maximus had stopped training, the guy was a walking cheat—stronger than fifty second-rankers combined perhaps. Trying to reach his level was a pipe dream. But Einar? Even with powers unmatched by anyone else in the world, Sam still couldn't thoroughly defeat her in swordsmanship.
