“Ha!”

Lyla stretched out the hand that she used to hold her staff. She sounded refreshed.

“Are you in a better mood now?”

“Sort of.”

Lyla was about to place her feet forward but stopped. In the place was about to step on, there was a mercenary whom Zich had knocked out.

Kick!

At her kick, the mercenary rolled several times. Although he groaned like he was in pain, he didn’t wake up.

“You left them in pretty good condition.”

“It’s because I don’t know who has important information. I decided to choose some guys with skills first.”

“Maybe I should have held back a bit.” Lyla felt a bit uneasy that she might have ruined Zich’s plans.

“It’s fine. I saved a good mix of mercenaries and mages, so I’m sure I will get as much information as I can. Besides, I saved the most important guy too.”

Zich pulled out a person from a pile of fainted humans; it was Mawin Jaewick.

“Oh, I can remember it now that I see his face. He is the guy who dueled with me.”

“…You really didn’t remember him?”

“He isn’t someone that I need to remember though.”

“I know how I am, but you are also something else.”

Lyla almost teared up from Zich’s tone. Although she knew that the fact that she couldn’t remember her duel partner might be infuriating for her...