"My name is Kaite." she said in a more or less soft voice.
"Don't you have a surname?"
Maxime was surprised; the knights were almost all nobles, so it seemed natural to him that they should all have family names.
"No, I was raised in a small family in the Duke's territory. After having my talent tested, I was recruited into the duke's army for training."
"Unlike Percival, once I reached the stage of apprentice knight, I traversed various battlefields without forgetting to practice an ordinary breathing method they had given me."
"After years of training, I finally got my strength."
She summed up her whole life in just a few sentences, but only she knew how much sweat and blood she had shed to reach the stage of a knight's small success.
And as she spoke, she couldn't help glancing at Perceval's corpse with a certain regret.
Perhaps if he'd had a childhood like hers, he'd have had far greater strength.
