Seon-Hyeok rushed back upon hearing that Goldrake’s new armor and his dragon rider lance, specially commissioned and sent by the royal princess, had arrived. He froze when he saw the woman standing tall next to a large cart.

Bow.

Her expressionless face showed proper courtesy while remaining firm. He immediately recalled who she was.

“Royal Guard…”

“Asha Trail. It’s an honor to see you again, Viscount Drachen.”

She was dressed in the light garb of a traveler instead of her usual golden armor, but her spirit and eyes, as always, were as sharp as a blade. To his surprise, it was Asha Trail, the knight in charge of escorting the royal princess.

“What brings you to the frontier, Sir Trail?”

“The royal princess sent me.”

“For what business?”

Seon-Hyeok had a troubled expression. He didn’t understand why Julian and all the female knights of this world were so blunt and harder to deal with than their male counterparts.

“Trial by combat.”

It was a curt response, and one that did not answer his question.

“The royal princess values her dear Goldrake’s rider and hopes he isn’t defeated.”

“So…?”

“I will help you hone your swordsmanship over the remaining 10 days.”

It was an unexpected visit and for an unimaginable reason. When he stared at her in bewilderment, Asha Trail glared back, thinking his expression was because he lacked faith in her abilities. Julian saw this and tactfully whispered to him.

“That lone defeat I mentioned was against Sir...