“Your Excellency, Your Excellency. When you rest in a while, will you help me with my swordplay?”

“I don’t consider myself skilled enough to teach anyone…”

“Shall we play a game of chess, then? I want to make up for yesterday’s defeat.”

“My lady, I apologize, but we’re not on a leisure trip right now. And I… I think you’re a little too close to me. Would you mind moving away from me a little?”

“Yes. Tsk. I wish we could’ve just shared a horse…”

“What? Did you say something?”

“No, nothing.”                                                                                                                                         

Lorraine smiled brightly before moving her horse an inch from Luke’s steed.

“Wonderful, how wonderful. Look at those two, sticking together like a twin-headed ogre. Look at that little fox. She’s so straightforward. Kieeeh? Look, look! Look at her trying to flirt by flipping her hair back,” Mirian murmured while hovering around the two figures. Then, she landed on the mane of Lorraine’s horse with an insidious smile.

She snuck a look at Eugene and Luke, who were in right front of Lorraine.

“Ptooey!”

Neiiiiiiiiighhh!

Lorraine’s horse reared with surprise after a sudden baptism of spirit phlegm.

“Agh!”

“Hmm?!”

Lorraine shouted with shock, and Luke jumped out from his saddle like lightning.

Fwoosh!

He then caught Lorraine just...